Chapter 12: Continue to Gamble and Fight, Severely Shocking! Carefree

  "What the hell, you bastard! You're a naturally gifted cultivator, and you're bullying me, your poor grandson? Don't try to argue with me when you're not even as skilled as I am!" Zhuo Qiantian's voice echoed throughout the entire square, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction, his heart coldly laughing.

  "Indeed! Let's admit defeat...". Many people nodded in response.

  "Zhuo Zhan! You old scoundrel, since you lost, hurry up and hand over the other half of the Ling Stone as promised! Thinking of harming my grandson? No way!"

  Taking advantage of the momentum, Zhuo Wenti shouted loudly that the Ling Stone was a guarantee to enter the Blood Prison Gate. If this fat old man didn't hand it over, Zhuo Wenti even thought of taking matters into his own hands and seizing the Ling Stone by force. Such an important offering, he had to get it no matter what.

  "Zhuo asks heaven! You're also too protective of your grandson! I'm definitely not someone who can't afford to lose!"

  "Since it's like that, then hand over the Spirit Stone!" Zhuo asked Tian, his expression unyielding.

  At this moment, Zhuo Xun was gritting his teeth, his face ashen, and he felt utterly humiliated. A proud First Heaven Spirit Realm cultivator like himself being defeated by a younger generation who had only achieved the Unified Body realm through hard work - in the Zhuo family, he would probably never be able to hold his head up high again.

  He almost suppressed his whole body's fury and threw out the Ling Stone.

  For him, this choice is not too difficult.

  In his heart, the Ling Stone was just a small matter, and keeping his position was key. As long as he was still around, the hope of unifying the Zhuo family would remain, and the Ling Stone would eventually fall into his hands. If he were to lose credibility at this moment, those who had trusted him all along would likely have their faith shaken, which would be exactly what his older brother wanted.

  "Haha, it's indeed a genuine Spirit Stone! Fang finally has a place to fall back on after entering the Blood Prison..."

  Zhuo saw the flying treasure jade, one hand grasped it, and the two halves of the jade stone merged into one. The heavenly spiritual power sealed in the Ling Stone immediately surged through the cracks, slowly repairing itself, releasing a faint glow. Just holding it in his hand made people's spirits refreshed, and all diseases were kept at bay.

  Watching this scene, Zhuo Wen's face twitched violently: Hum, let you be proud for a while, this treasure will eventually be mine!

  Zhuo asked with a stern expression, looking at the many people who were teasing him with a playful smile. His old face turned red and almost exploded, his current mood was probably just wanting to find a hole in the ground to drill into.

  Lost to a junior who is one realm lower in cultivation, this is a lifelong shame!

  "No way! This can't end like this!" He gritted his teeth again, the two rows of slightly yellowed teeth quivering violently, his face agitated. "Zhuo Yifan... I... I want to fight you again, do you dare?"

  Swallowing his pride, Zhuo Wenjun almost shouted out this shocking and unconventional remark.

  "Okay!"

  Zhuo Yi Fan's swift and decisive response was once again beyond everyone's expectations as he accepted the battle.

  "This kid... what kind of strange encounter did he have! The Hundred Layered Palm can withstand it, this defense is too high. Does he have ten layers of elephant skin? This is too terrifying!" Zhuo asked Tian, his eyes piercing as he looked at his grandson, slightly pondering, but no longer stopping him.

  "As the saying goes, heroes emerge in their youth. Since you're willing to fight, that's all the better! Your bravery is truly worthy of praise. However... this time, Grandfather won't go easy on you!"

  At this moment, Zhuo Xun was determined to regain his dignity even if it meant death, but he didn't know that doing so would only bring him more shame. As a strong cultivator of the Innate Spirit Realm, he was actually lowering himself to challenge a junior. Having just been beaten so badly, he still claimed that he had held back.

  Seeing this scene, many of Zhuo Zhan's followers covered their faces with five fingers.

  It's really too embarrassing!

  Wave after wave of comments rose from the onlookers around the square, with everyone talking about it. Most of them were criticizing Zhuo Yunfan. At this moment, everyone forgot that Zhuo Yunfan was just a mid-grade high-level spirit body cultivator, completely overshadowed by his powerful image.

  It was really too shocking!

  "You stinky little brat, take this! "Zhuo's mouth corners gleamed with a cold light, his two massive hands bursting forth with orange-yellow spiritual energy. The attack power was at least twice as strong as before.

  Fierce power formed an iron fist. The pace had suddenly stepped out, like a fierce tiger, the ground was split by a single foot's force, forming a small spider web spreading in all directions.

  "Second Master, wait!" At this moment, Zhuo Yifan suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted for him to stop.

  Upon hearing this sentence, everyone's suspended thoughts immediately fell, and they all cast contemptuous glances at Zhuo Yifan.

  "Are you going to concede?" Zhuo asked, and Zhan suddenly withdrew his momentum, bursting into loud laughter.

  "Admit defeat?" Zhuo Yifan didn't care about the opinions of those around him, and he couldn't help but laugh. "Second Master's strength is extraordinary, I'm just a mediocre person who can only play tricks. But when Second Master fought with me, I suddenly felt that using some things as stakes would be more interesting."

  "Oh? That's interesting, tell me about it?" Zhuo asked, and Zhan slightly nodded his head, smiling with interest.

  "If I lose, then the jade will be returned to Second Master. If Second Master loses, he'll have to hand over control of everything under his command. What do you think of this proposal?"

  "This little trash actually dares to make conditions with me? However, things will end here, next move, must eliminate this son!"

  Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yan's eyes suddenly gleamed with a fierce light, revealing his murderous intentions. From their previous encounter, he could probably guess that Zhuo Yi Fan might have obtained some extraordinary experience and possessed superhuman defensive power. His heart couldn't help but stir up the desire to kill; if Zhuo Yi Fan continued to grow like this, it would not only be a threat to him, but also to Zhuo Fei!

  Zhuo Wen swung his hand and stroked his beard, humming a low, gentle tune.

  "Good boy, you're quite bold. Since you're so enthusiastic, as your elder, I'll accompany you willingly. However, the stakes are greatly unfavorable to me. If I win, you'll hand over the entire Spirit Stone!"

  "Second Master is indeed a man who won't suffer losses. Since you've said so, as your junior, I'll just consider it as showing filial piety to you." Zhuo Yifan smiled faintly and added, "By the way, your skin is really thick enough."

  Upon hearing this, Zhuo Wen's old face twisted in anger, his body exploding like a giant balloon, unleashing fierce gusts of wind that sent Zhuo Yi Fan retreating backward.

  "Zhuo Yifan! Get down on your knees!"

  A burst of furious roar erupted from the arena, and he transformed into a swimming dragon, punching and charging forward fiercely. His clothes were inflated by the surging spiritual power, releasing a majestic aura that steadily suppressed Zhuo Yifan's movements, weakening his combat strength.

  "It's on you!"

  Zhuo Yifan's eyes flashed with a fierce killing intent, as if the gods' soldiers had emerged from their hiding place.

  This gamble is a matter of life and death for him, only winning is allowed, no failure! Must show an attitude of fearlessness in the face of death.

  Let everyone open their eyes and see clearly, Zhuo Lie's son is not a waste!