Chapter Eighty: Re-annotation (Urgently Needs Recommendation Tickets)

  (Although it's a bit wordy, but there's no way around it, now on the 14th of weekly push. But everyone just needs to start a new chapter and I'll be squeezed out. Thanks for your help with votes, thanks everyone)

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  "Dried bones, no one is a three-year-old child." Wan Gui Lao Zu's face turned iron-green and unpleasant, seemingly somewhat indignant: "Is it necessary to play such childish tricks?"

  "Ha ha, Wan Gui. What's the point of dragging this out?" The withered bones sneered repeatedly, a green glow spreading from his eyes: "If you're not daring to gamble, just say so. I won't force your head down to make you gamble, will I? However, Wan Gui... it's not that I look down on you, but you can only rely on taking advantage of Dian Yu Yan and bullying Xian Mo." The tone was actually one of wanting to help Xian Mo win.

  "Withered old demon, don't drag me into your petty affairs with Wan Gui. I'm not afraid of you." Yanmo said coldly to the withered bone, or perhaps she knew that the withered bone was just using her as a shield. Her enchanting face was icy and scolding: "You have a grudge against Wan Gui, if you're not satisfied with him, go find him for a life-and-death duel. Playing tricks behind his back is despicable. You're not even a real man. Honestly, I just don't like you."

  "Hey, Ji Qianqian. It seems that I've been too soft on you, giving in to you three parts out of ten every day. You actually think I'm a coward and dare to ride roughshod over me?" Ku Gu's face, like a skull, was gloomy and iron-gray: "Yanmo, don't be shameless."

  "What if I just think you're a coward?" Yanmo Ji Qianqian's face turned white with rage, she stood up straight and stepped on the chair, raising an eyebrow: "If that thing of yours hasn't rotted away yet, then come with me to the arena for a spin. If you win, I'll let you do whatever you want. But if you lose, kneel down and lick my feet clean, then crawl through my legs."

  "Yanmo, I think you're having an affair with Wangui, aren't you?" Ku Gu's eyes gleamed with a sly smile as he ogled Yanmo's curvaceous and alluring body: "If you sincerely want to please me, I'll..."

  "Dry bones, don't drag Ji Qianqian into this." Wan Gui seemed to be at the edge of endurance as well: "You want to gamble? I'll accompany you. Just one to three odds, I'm a poor ghost, so I'll bet 500 high-grade spirit stones."

  "Five hundred top-grade spirit stones? You must be crazy, Wan Gui." The Old Ancestor of the Netherworld City, who was quite familiar with Wan Gui, couldn't help but frown and speak out.

  "Damn it, I had no idea you were so rich, Ghost Emperor, you're spending 500 upper-grade spirit stones like they're nothing." Ji Yin Old Ancestor felt a mix of envy and jealousy.

  His face changed slightly, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat. Damn it, this Wan Gui is so ruthless? Could it be...

  Just as Ku Gu was hesitating, Yan Mo Ji Qian Qian also burst out laughing: "Ku Gu old monster, didn't you say I had a thing with Wan Gui? Haha. Today, I'll play along with Wan Gui and be the wife who follows her husband's lead. Alright, I'll bet 500 too! If you're not daring to accept, Ku Gu, you can just crawl under my skirt and I'll spare you this time."

  "Is that all you've got, just a couple of tricks up your sleeve?" Wan Gui sneered and said: "You're already scared out of your wits? And yet you're a notorious old demon who's been around for ages."

  The withered bones carefully calculated that the winning face was still very large. Moreover, it was also difficult to get off the tiger's back at this time. The eerie laughter started: "Wan Gui, Yan Mo. If you two sincerely give me money, how can I not accept it? I've taken your bets. Is there anyone else who wants to play together? I'll take everything." As he spoke, a strong sense of confidence was revealed.

  As a result, it scared off several old ancestors who wanted to follow the trend. After all, the ratio of one compensation for three is not high, and the winning face of that Lei Dong is low. It's possible that they will lose everything.

  After all the fuss, only Wan Gui Lao Zu and Yan Mo made a big bet. However, such a big bet is rare to see, usually everyone bets around 10-20 Spirit Stones, at most it's just a few dozen. If someone bets over a hundred Spirit Stones, that's already considered a big move. Who would have thought, this time Wan Gui and Yan Mo both suddenly bet 500 Spirit Stones each. Once Bai Li Yun loses, Ku Gu will probably have to sell off a large batch of his belongings to pay up.

  Those old ancestors were also stimulated by this rare super attention. They, who originally prepared to watch the dark and sinister double British duel, one by one shifted their attention to the third arena, about the battle between Baili Yun and Lei Dong.

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  At this time, Leidong is stepping onto the third stage, his mood not too serious but also not too relaxed. Baili Yun is absolutely not someone to be underestimated. Especially with such animosity between them, even cheating would require a fight against Leidong. It's clear that he must have some extremely reliable trump cards up his sleeve. Therefore, there can't be any carelessness.

  Suddenly, Lei Dong felt a chill run down his spine. He looked around, but there was no one in sight, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious. Unfortunately, he had no idea that the old ancestors on the viewing platform were making such a big fuss over this battle between him and Bai Li Yun, placing such heavy bets. It's likely that they would secretly curse the old ancestors for being too shameless, using their own disciples' life-and-death battles to gamble for money - did they have no conscience at all? Even if they really wanted to gamble, couldn't they at least bring him along? Even if it meant selling off all their possessions, they should at least gather a few high-quality spirit stones to make a bet.

  But where did he expect, Wan Gui Lao Zu's heart was also beating fiercely. Although he had some confidence in Lei Dong, those 500 upper spirits were not a small number. That was before the war, Wan Gui Lao Zu sold some of his family property to make up for it. If Lei Dong loses, being sent to a cold and bitter place is absolutely non-negotiable.

  Yanmo was also very nervous about this battle, secretly transmitting to Wan Gui Laozu: "Dead ghost, is your disciple reliable or not? If we lose this round, I'll have to sell myself."

  "I'm not sure, just taking a gamble." Wan Gui Lao Zu replied, his mouth slightly curved.

  "What?! You damned ghost, if you make me lose, I'll haunt your grave every day!" Yanmo transmitted her voice in anger, but immediately shifted her gaze to the distant stage where Leidong was, and sent a message.

  "This thunderous movement suddenly stopped, and a charming yet vicious voice came from the side of his ear: 'I am Ji Qianqian, the enchantress of Yanmagu. Leixiazi, I have placed a heavy bet on you. I warn you, if you dare to lose this duel, I will first rape you and then kill you, and after killing you, I will still rape you.'"

  Lei Dong was a bit stunned, this demon king had such a big name, of course he had heard of it. However, why did the demon king have to make a heavy bet on himself? Moreover, being threatened by others was not the first time. But, being threatened in this way... was still the first time in his life.

  Her face was a bit stiff, and the corners of her mouth twitched twice. She really wanted to ask her, after killing how to rape again? However, she didn't have the ability to transmit sound back, and it was even more impossible to provoke a demon like Yanmo who was at the level of a noble lady. She had no choice but to pretend not to hear, holding her breath and concentrating.

  "Yanmo, warning you again to casually transmit sound, the door rule will be dealt with." The butcher Changlao on the viewing platform frowned and shouted: "All of you behave, this is a big comparison, a grand event for the sects." After speaking, his eyes seemed to glance at Ku Gu, as if he had some intention of waiting until autumn to settle accounts.

  Yanmo seemed to have some apprehension towards Tuzhonglao, and hastily forced a smile, then restrained herself.

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  "Thunder."

  A cold and gloomy voice, as if squeezed out from between the teeth, rang out. Only to see Baili Yun, dressed in a white robe like a young master, with his hands behind his back, flying directly onto the stage with a carefree air. However, the sinister look on his face and the distortion due to deep resentment completely destroyed his elegant and refined demeanor.

  Lei Dong's physique was not bad, thanks to his awareness of physical training since childhood. Although his face was not as delicate as Bai Li Yun's, it had its own sharp lines and angles, making him quite handsome. Wearing a tight black uniform, he looked quite dashing. When he saw Bai Li Yun go on stage, his expression didn't change much, and he simply greeted her calmly: "Bai Li, is your hand better now?"

  Baili Yun's left hand began to ache again, and Leidong's words were like a thorn, piercing the wound in his heart. His face turned deathly pale, and he looked ferocious as he said: "Leidong, if you're still a man, let's have a life-or-death duel on this stage. Stop hiding behind women and showing off."

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