Capítulo 836: Chapter 847: The Bet
Upon hearing Wang Yan’s cold and relentless reply, even Fan Dao’ai imdiately turned grim, a flash of murderous intent flickering in his eyes.
“No one has ever dared to say such arrogant things in front of , Fan Dao’ai! Because no one can resist the allure of my charm.” Fan Dao’ai stared at Wang Yan, her delicate face icy cold, and said in an equally freezing tone.
“Oh, if that’s the case, I’ll make a wager with you.” Wang Yan raised an eyebrow and said calmly.
“What kind of wager?”
“I’ll sit right here and give you a chance to showcase your charm, and we’ll see if you can seduce .”
Upon hearing this, Fan Dao’ai couldn’t help but chuckle, laughing so hard that her body trembled like a flower, looking incredibly seductive.
At this mont, all the n facing the table had their eyes wide open, staring intensely at Fan Dao’ai, their eyes ablaze.
Fan Dao’ai stopped laughing, her face returning to its previous enchanting smile, and her voice softened as she spoke gently: “All right, if I win, you beco mine.”
Wang Yan nodded and said: “Indeed, if you lose, then you leave Youlan Island, and this island becos mine.”
Upon hearing Wang Yan’s audacity to covet her Youlan Island, a flash of cold murderous intent reappeared deep in Fan Dao’ai’s eyes.
However, the killing intent quickly disappeared, and Fan Dao’ai returned to a calm deanor.
“Fine, I’ll take your bet.”
Fan Dao’ai said calmly, then gently clapped her hands.
As the applause fell, harmonious music imdiately sounded within the Crystal Palace. With the music, the palace doors on both sides opened, and dozens of brightly dressed young girls gracefully walked out.
These girls smiled and bowed to Wang Yan, then began to sway their graceful figures and dance.
At first, the girls’ dance was extrely elegant, but as the music grew more intense, their movents beca more uninhibited, and their occasional glances at Wang Yan were filled with seduction.
The young n around watched this, all turning crimson, and so even had nosebleeds.
Fan Dao’ai looked back at Wang Yan, only to find that Wang Yan was sitting there, observing everything before him, but his eyes were extrely cold.
It was as if the girls swaying in front of him were not soul-stirring maidens but ordinary rocks and trees.
Seeing this, Fan Dao’ai couldn’t help but be secretly shocked.
These girls’ dance was no ordinary one; it incorporated the essence of the Japanese clan’s thousands of years of wisdom, with each movent ticulously crafted specifically targeting n’s weaknesses.
Ordinary n lose their minds, triggered just by watching one or two motions.
Yet, not only was Wang Yan not attracted, but impressively, he kept focusing on these girls.
This indicated that Wang Yan’s endurance was far beyond that of ordinary people.
Fan Dao’ai knew that continuing the dance wouldn’t yield any results, so she waved her hand, and the girls imdiately retreated.
Seeing the girls leave, the sturdy n around still looked reluctant, watching them until their figures disappeared inside the palace before retracting their gaze.
Seeing Wang Yan unaffected by the seduction, Fan Dao’ai wasn’t too disheartened, after all, that was only the first move.
If Wang Yan were easily conquered by her, Fan Dao’ai would actually find it uninteresting as n easily won over by her were too abundant; instead, she found Wang Yan’s icy deanor more of a challenge.
Fan Dao’ai raised her hand, her jade-like hands lifting the silver cup on the table, brought it to Wang Yan, and said with a smile, “Brother Wolf King, you are truly so cold, Nu’Er truly admires you. Why not let’s not wager, drink this cup of wine, and turn hostility into friendship. You desire Youlan Island, but Nu’Er herself is all yours, what does such a small island matter?”
Fan Dao’ai’s voice was soft and alluring, sounding to anyone’s ears like little bugs crawling around inside, or like the constant gentle breeze of spring in March caressing the body, especially with Fan Dao’ai’s pitiful, endearing look, making one unable to refuse her words.
The surrounding n, upon hearing this, directly knelt on the ground with a “thump”, looking at Fan Dao’ai with near worshipful eyes, saying: “Fan Saint, I don’t ask for the island; I only wish for you to glance at one more ti, I’d die satisfied.”
At this mont, Wang Yan also turned his head to look at Fan Dao’ai, his lips curling into a faint smile.
Seeing Wang Yan smile, Fan Dao’ai couldn’t help but feel a thrill in her heart, she further posed charmingly, making herself appear even more seductive.
Wang Yan raised his hand, took the silver cup from Fan Dao’ai’s hand, and said calmly: “It’s just a cup of wine, is it not? Drink it.”
Upon hearing Wang Yan agree to drink the wine, an imperceptible glimpse of triumph flashed in Fan Dao’ai’s eyes.
But outwardly, Fan Dao’ai imdiately showed a coy deanor, lowering her head bashfully and saying: “Brother Wolf King finally agrees to drink Nu’Er’s wine, Nu’Er’s heart is truly thrilled.”
Wang Yan glanced at Fan Dao’ai, raised his hand, and drank the entire cup of wine in one go, then placed the cup heavily back onto the table.
Seeing this, Fan Dao’ai was overjoyed, she giggled and said, “Brother Wolf King, after drinking my Hehuan Wine, co and enjoy the pleasure of fish and water with .”
She then wrapped an arm around Wang Yan’s, intending to sit in Wang Yan’s lap.
But then Wang Yan’s right hand lifted, his middle finger flicked, hitting Fan Dao’ai’s arm.
Fan Dao’ai couldn’t help but let out a cry, instantly being bounced off, twirling around and landing back in her chair.
At this, Fan Dao’ai couldn’t help but show a look of surprise on her face, saying: “How is this possible, you…”
Her words hadn’t finished when the surrounding n saw Wang Yan dare to disrespect Fan Dao’ai, and imdiately beca enraged, shouting as they rushed towards Wang Yan.
Among them, a few n wobbled, revealing magical patterns with three Soul Stars above their heads.
And the remaining n were all demon cultivators with magical patterns atop possessing two stars.
It turned out that these seemingly ordinary n were indeed Demon Emperors and Demon Kings.
One of the Demon Emperors charged while shouting furiously: “Boy, don’t be too arrogant, we are the Demon Emperor’s presence, your power may be beneath mine.”
Seeing the rushing demon cultivators, Wang Yan coldly said: “Do not ntion being Demon Emperors; even as Demon Saints so what, bowing and scraping, losing dignity beneath skirts, you aren’t even worthy of being called humans.”
Having said that, Wang Yan’s abdon rose and fell, then opened his mouth and the drink from the cup sprayed into the sky.
The rain of wine fell from the sky, drenching the demon cultivators, who imdiately shrieked and fell to the ground.
Following this, all the demon cultivators began panting heavily, their faces flushed, and not caring whether male or female, embraced one another, twisting together.
Wang Yan calmly turned to look at Fan Dao’ai and said: “Any other thods? If not, this island is mine now.”
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