PFC Chapter 12737
Chapter 12737
Chapter 12737
"enough."
Li Jinwang said in a deep voice, "You made the bet, and the result is clear. From today onwards, you are no longer eligible to compete for a baptismal spot."
"uncle!"
"go out."
Shi Wan stood there, trembling, his eyes shifting from disbelief to resentment.
He stared intently at Lin Yi, then turned and rushed out.
"and many more."
Lin Yi called out to stop him: "You lost the bet, so it's time to deliver the high-level divine equipment. The oath of Heaven doesn't allow for reneging. If you dare to break your promise, you'll bear the consequences."
Shi Wan froze, standing there in a dilemma, unable to move forward or backward.
Given his inherent arrogance, how could he possibly submit to a nobody like Lin Yi?
Getting him to accept defeat is harder than climbing to heaven.
But the Heavenly Contract is not fake. If he dares to openly defy it, the backlash will teach him a lesson in no time.
It might even help him turn over a new leaf!
Just then, a noble figure slowly appeared; it was a woman.
His facial features bear a 60% resemblance to those of Prince Li Jin.
However, there is no difference in the size of the eyes.
Dressed smartly and still charming, she exudes an aura unique to those in positions of power.
Xu Longyin quickly transmitted his thoughts to Lin Yi: "This person is Shi Wan's mother, Li Jinwang's younger sister, Consort Li."
"Brother."
The woman spoke, her voice gentle but devoid of any warmth: "I heard you're going to give your baptismal spot to an outsider?"
Prince Li Jin frowned, his expression revealing a hint of difficulty.
The other party is not just his biological sister.
He was able to gain a foothold in the Xuanwu Divine Society and successfully rise to power back then, all thanks to the strong support of Li Ji's husband's family. He couldn't ignore this favor.
The matter of the available baptism slots has been settled, and there is a heavenly oath in place.
Li Ji didn't even glance at Lin Yi, and went straight to sit down in the secondary seat next to Prince Li Jin, as if that position was born for her.
Li Ji spoke again: "Wan'er is just a child who doesn't know any better. It's one thing for him to have a little argument out of spite, but why is your brother taking it so seriously?"
That's easy to say.
They described the bet against the Heavenly Way as a "battle of egos" and the irrefutable evidence as "childish ignorance."
Lin Yi shook his head secretly.
He finally understood why Shi Wan, a dignified master of the Dharma Formation, acted like a giant baby.
Like mother, like son.
Shi Wan, who had just been struggling with his dilemma, immediately became smug again now that he had something to rely on.
The look in her eyes as she looked at Lin Yi again, besides the arrogance and resentment, had returned to its condescending mockery.
Not only that, he made no attempt to hide his smugness even when facing Prince Li Jin.
Li Jinwang paused for two seconds: "Third sister, the bet was made by Wan'er himself, and he has sworn an oath to Heaven. This matter... there is no room for negotiation."
"Why not?"
Li Ji smiled: "Although the Heavenly Contract is strict, it is not unbreakable. My husband's family library has three ancient methods for contract replacement. As long as my brother nods, I will send someone to fetch them right away."
Lin Yi raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
He had never heard of such a thing as the Heavenly Dao Contract.
Shi Wan immediately sneered, glancing sideways at Lin Yi: "A fool is a fool, haven't you ever seen the world? Do you really think the Heavenly Dao Contract is an ironclad law? Don't you even know what the divine race's foundation is?"
Protoss?
Lin Yi was slightly taken aback, then suddenly realized.
No wonder this mother and son were so fearless; they were of divine blood, the so-called descendants of the creator god!
It seems that the divine bloodline is indeed extraordinary, even a good-for-nothing like Shi Wan can be cultivated to the level of a three-zhang-tall Dharma form.
You have to understand that reaching this level isn't something that can be achieved simply through luck.
One must have exceptional natural talent.
Most people would be startled to hear the word "god race," but Lin Yi was only slightly surprised, nothing more.
After all, the previous descendant of the gods, Xu Shaoweng, only ended up being completely drained by him.
It's less about being wary and more about coveting.
If Li Jinwang hadn't been present, Lin Yi would have had to do some calculations to see if he could squeeze a few divine equipment crafting recipes out of his opponent.
King Li Jin shook his head helplessly: "Even if the Heavenly Dao Contract can be broken, with Wan'er's strength, he has no chance of winning in the Divine Assembly Competition."
That's already a very tactful way of putting it.
Compared to those top-tier aces, Shi Wan, this so-called descendant of the gods, doesn't even have the qualifications to carry someone's shoes.
If this guy were truly capable of helping someone, why would he go to such lengths to find an outsider like Lin Yi?
Li Ji replied confidently, "If we don't have enough strength, we'll make up for it with resources. What's the big deal?"
“Brother, as you know, my situation in my husband’s family is already precarious. If Wan’er cannot stand out among his peers, he will be abandoned by the family sooner or later.”
“If I lose power, my brother, your family will naturally be implicated, and it will be difficult for you to rely on my husband’s family in the future.”
"This potential loss is far greater than a baptismal spot."
Li Ji sighed and said softly, "I really can't understand it. With your shrewdness, how could you be so foolish as to gamble so much for an insignificant outsider? The pros and cons are so clear."
"To put it bluntly, brother, you haven't even figured out this outsider's background. Taking such a risk is really unwise."
At this point, Li Ji finally looked directly at Lin Yi, her eyes filled with a hint of mockery: "I heard you were able to defeat Deng Shentong despite being of a higher level? That's quite surprising. Could it be that you really relied solely on your own strength?"
Lin Yi shook his head frankly, his tone calm: "No."
"You're actually quite honest."
Li Ji scoffed and shook her head: "If it's not based on strength, then it's based on luck. Maybe it's even a crooked path, practicing some evil methods that damage one's foundation."
“Brother, investing in such an outsider is too risky.”
Prince Li Jin's face was dark and he remained silent.
Although he was unhappy that Consort Li was overstepping her bounds, her words struck a chord with him.
Ultimately, Lin Yi was nothing more than a lifeline to him, never the safest first choice, and he was already full of concerns.
Moreover, he had no real control over Lin Yi, which was a major taboo for someone in a position of power.
After all, a slight misstep could cause all investments to go down the drain.
But if he were to choose Shi Wan, it would be better to give up altogether, as he wouldn't even have the slightest chance of winning.
Li Ji changed the subject, starting to appeal to family ties, but her tone carried a hint of pressure:
“Brother, you know in your heart who you have achieved your current status by virtue of.”
"You know how my husband's family has treated you all these years. Now it's just a baptismal spot. It's better to give it to family than to give it to outsiders, isn't it?"
She turned to look at Lin Yi, casually tossed out a mid-level divine weapon, and said indifferently:
"It's your good fortune to have caught my brother's eye. I won't let you make a wasted trip. Take the divine gear and leave. This matter is none of your business."
It was the kind of behavior you'd use to fob off a beggar.