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The two Outer Sect disciples seed displeased. "Huh? If you don't want to beco an Outer Sect disciple, then what are you doing here? Are you crazy?!"
Fatty Zhang, Third Fatty Hei, and Yan Xiaobao pretended not to hear, and continued to focus their gaze down the mountain.
Soon, there was enough ti to burn incense. Finally, a long-faced servant struggled up the road, panting and breathless. When he saw Yan Xiaobao and the others, he imdiately sighed. However, his eyes burned with an unyielding light. This was his ninth ti participating in the fire trial, and it was his first ti getting so close to winning. But then, people from the oven ca.
Looking angry, he was about to turn and leave when Yan Xiaobao shouted without moving: "Brother, don't go! Co, co. You know what? I can't bear to leave the oven. All of a sudden, I don't want to beco an Outer Sect disciple anymore. Maybe I should give up my spot..."
The long-faced servant was stunned for a mont, then his eyes began to shine. Hope! As long as he heard Yan Xiaobao's words, that's what crossed the young man's mind. But then he glanced at the at sitting behind him on the mountain, maliciously smiling, and he hesitated.
"You...."
Yan Xiaobao walked forward with a completely charming smile, looking like soone who wouldn't hurt a fly. He firmly gripped the long-faced servant's shoulder, saying, "Congratulations on becoming an Outer Sect disciple, brother. You're the fish that jumped over the dragon gate. You'll soar like a teor, and your future is limitless. But your younger brothers here have worked very hard until the finish line. Don't you think a little compensation is appropriate?"
The servant's face darkened. If he didn't understand what was happening now, then he shouldn't have lived so many years. He looked at Yan Xiaobao, then at Big Fat Zhang and Third Fat Black. Then, as he quickly considered the matter, his expression flickered, trying to decide if it was worth it.
It didn't take long for the long-faced young man to grit his teeth and make a decision. If he missed this opportunity, it seed he would only lose a month's ti. However, who knew what kind of powerful expert might appear in that month? Additionally, who could say if the three people from the oven... might not appear again in the next trial?
Most importantly, the young man was determined to beco an Outer Sect disciple, and now, hope was right in front of him. Finally, he stomped his foot.
"How much compensation do you want?" he asked through clenched teeth.
Bai Yunchun quickly replied, "Not much, not much. See, I've been preparing for months for this trial. How about twenty Spirit Stones? That should be enough."
The ntion of the number made the long-faced young man's heart tremble. Just as Yan Xiaobao spoke again, he flicked his sleeve, ready to refuse.
"Look, it's not that I'm greedy. You know, there are three of us, so you can't just consider . My eldest and third brothers have starved themselves and lost a lot of weight for this fire trial."
In this regard, Yan Xiaobao wasn't lying at all. Big Fatty Zhang and Third Fatty Hei had both lost quite a bit of fat on their way up the mountain.
The long-faced servant looked at Big Fatty Zhang and Third Fatty Hei, and inwardly released a string of curse words. Then, he began to bargain and finally agreed to sixteen Spirit Stones. With a heart wracked with pain, he finally tossed a bag to Yan Xiaobao.
"Alright?" he asked, his voice hoarse.
"Great," Yan Xiaobao replied happily. "Alright, brother, please wait a bit. Once we have two more people, we'll open the path to the exit." Yan Xiaobao tossed the Spirit Stones to Big Fatty Zhang.
When the long-faced servant realized they were waiting for two more people, a surge of anticipation filled his heart. "If I ss this up, you'd better not show a smile on your face."
At this mont, the two Outer Sect disciples on the other side of the exit gate realized what was happening, their gazes incredulous.
"What are you people doing?" one of them shouted. "Are you actually selling spots in the Outer Church? What nerve!"
Upon hearing the Outer Sect disciple, Big Fatty Zhang was joyfully counting the Spirit Stones. Looking annoyed, he turned to glare at them. "What are you shouting about? It was exhausting to get here, and now I don't want to move forward anymore. Don't tell , are we not allowed to let other fellow disciples continue past here? If they want to give us so compensation for our effort, what's wrong with that, huh?"
The two Outer Sect disciples were unsure how to respond to such a statent.
Just at this point, seven or eight flushed faces could be seen. The sound of their panting breaths was almost thunderous. Leading them was a burly man of about thirty. As he strode to the mountain top, he was bare-chested and looked very impressive. Yan Xiaobao imdiately stepped forward, his eyes twinkling.
"Brother, you're a bit late. But, all of a sudden, I don't want to beco an Outer Sect disciple anymore. Do you want my spot?"
The burly man stared in shock, then turned to look at all the other servants climbing the mountain behind him. Then he snorted coldly, saying, "Do you think you can extort money from , you little rascal? Beat it!"
Roaring, the man swung his arm, causing a surge of Qi Condensation stage three spiritual pressure.
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