This wager was all the rage in the expert world in terms of duels. With the modern times lacking resources, and with the cultivation environment so rotten, personal wager netted one a nice haul.
Taking it literally, this personal wager, involved all the items on one’s person.
Li Mo smiled, “I have memory metal, you?”
Zheng Huahu snorted, “Stardust, Lan clan’s Hundred Sacred Kickboxing’s first move, Zheng clan’s 1st stage in Fortune Art. Well?”
Li Mo shook his head.
Stardust was quite rare, but Li Mo wanted it not. As for those other thingies, how could they compare with Li Mo’s cultivation method?
“I will add this painting and brush. How is it now?” Zheng Hualong showed the items to him.
The ancient painting was damaged, depicting a lofty azure dragon.
The dragon had missing parts, but its grandeur never diminished. Li Mo was stunned.
True Dragon was one of the ten ancient sacred beasts. The few references to it that existed in the past were now warped into the gross discrepancy of today.
Stories depicted the True Dragon as having the strongest attack art. It reached such a fervor that people began saying a True Dragon’s attack could break through anything!
Was this painting a true recounting of the True Dragon, or just a poor imitation? If it really was, he’d finally get some clues on it from this painting.
Li Mo then turned to the ancient brush. It looked plain, its only worth was as a collectible.
“And one billion on top!” Zheng Hualong sweetened the pot.
“Enough.” Li Mo nodded.
“Ha-ha-ha, perfect!” Zheng Huahu laughed.
“Leaders…” Wang Yexing still wished to dissolve the conflict, but Zheng Huahu wasn’t about to be denied.
With how a casual flick of a fifth level’s fist could turn this room to splinters, they took it outside.
“A suitable place for your death!”
Zheng Huahu smirked at Li Mo’s laid-back attitude.
“I’ll even let you start with three moves!” Zheng Huahu provoked Li Mo.
Li Mo nodded and threw a rock at him.
Woosh~
The rock expanded in a blink into a fifteen meter long and 8-meter tall hunk of stone, barreling straight for Zheng Huahu. The latter was a step too late to dodge and it flattened him.
Two words flashed brightly on the rock, Mount Tai!
Zheng Huahu floundered to get some force into his push and get the mountain off him, but it wouldn’t even budge.
“T-this is the chief’s refined magic weapon!” Liu Chuanshu gasped.
Zheng Hualong’s face darkened.
To make the inspection run smoothly, the captains wielded chief’s refined magic weapon. Li Mo had one and so did Zheng Hualong, just that they were different types.
“Ahhhh, you despicable revolting bastard! Let me go!” Zheng Huahu raged.
The chief’s Mount Tai Descent may look tiny, but it truly was as heavy as Mount Tai. Zheng Huahu was a true fifth level expert, but clearly not up to Mount Tai’s standards.
Zheng Hualong despised, “Have you no shame, using the chief’s magic weapon to secure a win?”
“A win’s a win. A loss’ a loss. What’s that got to do with shame? If this was war, wouldn’t you be dead right now? Who’d have the time to mind about shame then?”
“Damn rotten bastard…” Zheng Huahu was still going strong. But his voice gradually cooled. Well, Mount Tai sure was heavy.
Li Mo said, “Zheng Huahu, if you do not concede, I won’t take it off. With your cultivation, a minute should be your limit, no? Don’t go blaming be when there’d be nothing left of you then!”
“I give! I…” Zheng Huahu struggled still.
Li Mo flicked and Mount Tai was back in his hand, like the average rock it was.
Zheng Huahu had to get up with someone’s help again.
Left behind by Mount Tai was a three-meter deep crater.
Li Mo cared even less about his situation as he stripped him of his winnings.
“Everyone, the meal is exquisite, come and eat before it’s cold. Let’s eat and take a rest for the night. We will deal with everything tomorrow. What do you say?” Wang Yexing mediated.
“I’m starving. Let’s dig in.” And Li Mo waltzed into the living room.
Zheng Huahu was barely standing even with help. He was so exhausted he had no energy to eat. So he was helped to his room to rest.
The mood of the feast was positively queer. Zheng Hualong never missed a second glaring at Li Mo, who ignored him flawlessly as he gorged himself and drank his fill right till the end.
As the second leader, Li Mo had the best room. Wang Yexing was far more welcoming with his guests than his son. The room was filled with tasteful and grand decorations. It even had more than two dozen servants at his beck and call just outside the door.
And better yet, they were all pretty girls.
“Please go in, team leader Li.”
Wang Yexing led Li Mo to his room and didn’t leave before giving him a pretty obvious hint.
“You may leave. I am not accustomed to sleeping next to someone else.”
When Wang Yexing was out of earshot, Li Mo drove everyone out.
He then lay on the bed, eager to resume his work on memory metal.
Zheng Huahu was on his bed listless, shivering on and off as two maids rubbed his hands and feet. He kept gnashing his teeth for some odd reason.
Zheng Huahu was a lustful prick. The irony of the situation wasn’t lost on him. He had the desire to follow through with his urges but not the energy.
‘How the hell am I supposed to do it when I’m spent?’
“Li Mo, I will kill you, even if it’s the last thing I do!” Zheng Huahu cursed.
Zheng Hualong walked in. “Leave us!”
The girls closed the door behind them.
“Bro, did your body fail you when Li Mo kicked you?”
Zheng Huahu said, “It had to be that, or how else could he wound me?”
“Then what of the slap?”
“I-I couldn’t react. It must be for the same reason. If not, it would’ve been his hand hurting, not me. I’m a fifth level expert after all!”
When in fact Zheng Huahu wasn’t too sure about that being the case either. Because he was left with the fake impression that Li Mo was weak, a waste, he was utterly convinced despite the loss, the defeat, that he didn’t lose because of power.
“Brother, what are you trying to tell me? That the prick is an oddity?”
Zheng Hualong nodded.
“Anyone can use chief’s magic weapon, but the same doesn’t go in using it at full power!”
Zheng Hualong’s eyes flashed coldly.
