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Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor - Chapter 57

Just as Su Han finished speaking, countless eyes immediately began rolling.

Another bet?

Another bet, my ass!

They had all learned about Su Han’s cockiness and his desire to display his strength. No matter how many dragon veins Su Han had opened, they were no longer willing to make a bet with Su Han.

“I’ll bet with you!”

However, at this moment, someone suddenly spoke up. It was Chen Feng!

Instantly, countless gazes fell on Chen Feng.

“You want to bet with me?”

Su Han looked at Chen Feng with intrigue. “What do you want to bet? Are we betting with what I said earlier?”

“No.”

Chen Feng said coldly, “If I lose, then I’ll have to avoid you whenever I see you coming my way. However, if you lose, you’re going to have to do the same as well!”

“Where does this guy get his confidence from?” Bai Yu muttered.

“Chen Feng definitely has at least the same number of dragon veins as me. Maybe even more.”

Xiao Yuhui looked at Chen Feng and said, “This man has always been the genius of the Chen Clan. No one knows how many dragon veins he has. Interestingly enough, though, Chen Feng still dares to make a bet with Su Han even after Su Han has already displayed such incredible strength. From this, one can see how confident in himself Chen Feng is.”

“That’s true. Su Han used what he called ‘magic’, a technique that no one here has heard of. However, in the third stage, the test is on dragon strength and the number of dragon veins opened. No dragon techniques nor any other techniques may be used. Looks like it’s probably because of this reason that Chen Feng still dares to make a bet with Su Han,” said Bai Yu.

Xiao Yuhui fell silent. Now, she was only feeling sorry for Chen Feng.

Although the others were unaware, she knew very well that Su Han had opened a total of twenty dragon veins. Even if Chen Feng had a lot of veins opened, how could he possibly have more than Su Han?

“Looks like you’re pretty confident.”

Su Han smiled faintly and said, “However, this bet seems a bit weak. Do you want to make the bet bigger?”

Chen Feng’s heart skipped a bit. He frowned. “How?”

“If I lose, I’ll give you my head. If you lose… the Chen Clan erases its name from the Far Mountain Province!”

Su Han didn’t speak too loudly, but each and every word he spoke made a strong impression on Chen Feng.

The others also heard it and couldn’t help but start a commotion.

Su Han’s bet was enormous. He had bet his own life, just like that. Without absolute confidence in himself, how could he dare say something like that?

Chen Feng’s face was unsure and dark. He didn’t really dare to take responsibility for such a big bet.

“Why, are you afraid to?”

Su Han shook his head in disdain. “Well, if you’re afraid, then let’s bet money. Your bet of avoiding each other has no real practical benefits to it.”

“I accept!”

Chen Feng gritted his teeth. “If I lose, the Chen Clan erases its name. If you lose, down with your head!”

“Alright!”

Su Han’s eyes flickered.

The site of the third stage was also a platform that was almost at the top of the mountain.

However, there were no blood pools on this platform, only two massive pillars.

Around the pillars were flickering lights. There was also an illusory shield above.

There were already many people waiting at the platform when Su Han and the others arrived there.

At the center of the platform was a middle-aged man that looked like he was in his forties. However, his body gave off an incredible aura that permeated the atmosphere.

The man was surrounded by about a dozen men. All of them were Frost Cloud Sect elders.

These were real elders, uncomparable to a so-called chief elder like Ping Yuzi.

In terms of cultivation, these elders were at least Dragon Core Realm cultivators.

“Sect Leader, elders.”

Xiao Yuhui and the others greeted the middle-aged man immediately after they arrived.

That was because the middle-aged man was the sect leader of the Frost Cloud Sect. This was the exceedingly strong man that had just become a Dragon God Realm cultivator: Ling Qinghai.

Ling Qinghai was considered an absolute overlord of any land within hundreds of thousands of miles. The contestants almost suffocated when they saw him. They couldn’t help but pour out feelings of admiration, respect, and idolization when they saw him.

They had never thought that they would meet the Frost Cloud Sect leader in person in the third stage.

“I had recently broken through and was bored, so I came out to take a look. Don’t worry too much, and just do your best.” Ling Qinghai smiled slightly.

As he spoke, he swept his gaze across the crowd. Anyone who met his gaze would shudder and harden like a rock.

Eventually, Ling Qinghai’s gaze landed on Su Han.

“I heard you successfully infused grade-seven beast blood?” Ling Qinghai suddenly asked.

“Yes.” Su Han nodded halfheartedly.

“Not bad. In the past ten years of the Frost Cloud Sect, there have been many that were able to infuse grade-six beast blood. However, I didn’t expect to see someone who’s able to infuse grade-seven beast blood this year.”

Ling Qinghai muttered and then suddenly asked, “How would you like to become my personal disciple?”

An uproar instantly rang out after these words were spoken.

Everyone turned to look at Su Han with gazes that were filled with envy and jealousy.

The Sect Leader had personally asked to take him in as a disciple. This was especially rare in the history of the Frost Cloud Sect. Even Xiao Yuhui had only become the sect leader’s personal disciple after she entered the Frost Cloud Sect.

However, Su Han hadn’t even started the third stage test and had already been asked by the sect leader to become his personal disciple?

In other words, it didn’t matter how many dragon veins Su Han could open, nor his results in the third test, since he had already been destined to obtain the backing of a powerful man like the Frost Cloud Sect leader.

More importantly, Ling Qinghai had recently become a Dragon God Realm cultivator!

Within the crowd, Chen Feng clenched his fist tightly. His face was flushed red and an intense feeling of dissatisfaction stirred up within him.

In his opinion, it was all Su Han’s fault. If Su Han had not existed, then the person that became Ling Qinghai’s personal disciple would have been him.

Just you wait; after I defeat you in the third stage, you’re going to have to hand me your head. Then, I’ll be the one who is going to become the sect leader’s personal disciple! Chen Feng raged as he thought to himself.

“Su Han, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and say ‘yes’!”

Xiao Yuhui pulled on Su Han’s clothes and whispered to him, “This is a great opportunity! You’ll have access to resources that are just as good as resources given by grade-seven sects or even grade-six sects if you become the sect leader’s personal disciple. Moreover, the sect leader has already become a Dragon God Realm cultivator and also has extremely powerful cultivation. If you accept, the Liang Clan wouldn’t be able to do anything to you even if they do find out that you killed Liang Shaohui.”

Su Han contemplated briefly and then shook his head. “I’m joining the Frost Cloud Sect just to become a guest official and not a disciple. If the sect leader wishes to recruit a personal disciple, then you’re going to have to pick someone else.”

“What?!”

“He refused?”

“Damn, is he out of his mind? That’s the sect leader!”

“He’s throwing away such a precious opportunity and wants to become a guest official? How crazy can he get?”

Everyone looked at Su Han with disbelief.

He had turned down such a good opportunity?

He could have become the sect leader’s personal disciple! A Dragon God Realm cultivator’s personal disciple!

If Su Han had agreed, then he would have no opposition in any land within a hundred thousand miles. After that, who in their right mind would dare to provoke him?

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