(Slightly modified in the previous chapter--)

Master Zhu Feng looked speechless, and Jun Guling raised his chin.

"Why don't you dare? As long as there is an alchemy furnace, I will naturally not be afraid. Otherwise, what if we make a bet by Mr. Zhu?"

Jun Guling looked rebellious, and his eyes were full of self-confident expressions, as if he was sure to win.

"You, are you betting with me?"

Master Zhu Feng sneered, then rolled his eyes at her directly, "I want to borrow my alchemy furnace, and I want to have sex with my spiritual herb for free? Humph, I think it's beautiful--"

Jun Guling was not angry, his eyes were shining, and he smiled slightly:

"Uncle Zhu, what you said is wrong. I didn't think of taking your spiritual herb for nothing. I can pay the spirit stones. As for the alchemy furnace? At worst, I can pay you the rent---"

"stop--"

As soon as these words came out, he was in a bad mood.

The words in the mirror are still in my ears.

He is also the lord of the peak after all. Isn’t this the same joke for him?

"You don't have to think about these things, and don't even think about playing tricks with me. These are all the remaining things I play. I advise you, it's better to have that skill than---"

Before he could finish speaking, Jun Guling immediately retorted seriously:

"How can this be a waste of money? Just a mere second-grade peak spiritual pill, what's the difficulty?"

Jun Guling looked disdainful, but immediately remembered something, glanced at him lightly, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "But it is, for you, this is indeed a bit difficult---"

"What? Are you saying it?"

Master Zhu Feng was irritated--

Lu Ying:...

Qu Teng:......

Aman:...

Especially Aman, she was almost dumbfounded at this moment. She reached out and carefully pulled Jun Guling's sleeve, and whispered with a sad face: "Sister Guling, stop talking---"

sky---

Isn’t this a piercing Lord Zhu Feng’s heart?

What if he gets angry?

Qu Teng also looked nervous, "Master, that junior sister Gu Ling ---"

Before he could finish speaking, Master Zhu Feng suddenly raised his hand to stop him, looking at Jun Guling with his eyes as if he was a knife.

"Haha, you girl is really good. Have you used all the provocation methods on me?"

Jun Guling was not afraid at all, but looked up with a calm expression, "Where is it? Uncle Zhu misunderstood me, isn't I going to pay off my debt?"

"You think, with my current monthly salary, when will I have to save enough to get these 100,000 spirit stones for you?"

"As for asking my master to refine spiritual weapons, it would be even more impossible. His cultivation level has been damaged. Now, let alone being unable to refine weapons, even if he can practice it, I am just an unpopular disciple. I don't think I can ask for it."

"It's better to fight for it instead. Why are you so sure that I can't refine the soul-raising pill? What if I do it? Think about the white spirit stones, they are all yours---"

Jun Guling continued to induce and induce him:

"Of course, you can choose not to gamble, but in this way, there is no hope of repaying it. You can only take Lu Ying to find Gu Linyuan to compensate. As for whether he can come, cough cough, then I can't guarantee it. With his bad temper, he might kill Lu Ying and vent his anger and pay off his debts. It may not be necessary--"

"You will have nothing to do with money by then, and maybe you will still be infamous..."

As soon as Jun Guling said this, Lu Ying shook his legs in fear.

He was about to cry at this moment.

This is something my own young master can really do.

When Zhu Feng saw this, his face looked so ugly, let alone how disgusting he was.

He didn't care whether Gu Linyuan killed this Qing Jiao at all, but the problem was, if he really killed him and gave him an explanation, would he be embarrassed to take care of others for compensation?

Is his reputation still worth it?

And he forced Gu Linyuan to kill his spiritual pet, so he would not hate him if he turned around?

With his flaws, his talent that defies the heavens.

Haha, it won’t take a few decades to overcome myself.

He is a Shuimu Linggen who is not good at fighting. Not to mention killing him, he just came to beat him up. Do he still want his old face?

Don’t bully the young man’s poor, it’s not just a saying.

A talented genius like Gu Linyuan are all lucky people, and their cultivation is like flying magic weapons. As long as you don’t commit suicide by yourself, like Xu Yun, the old drunkard, you will feel that you will become a powerful person.

Therefore, no one is willing to offend such a person unless it is absolutely necessary.

Lord Zhu Feng naturally didn't give the 100,000 spirit stones. His ultimate goal was to let the old drunkard refine a spiritual weapon.

But this little girl didn't accept it.

Master Zhu Feng was so angry that he scratched his head, "You little girl with sharp teeth and sharp mouths, according to your opinion, I have to bet with you, right?"

Jun Guling smiled slightly when he heard this, "Uncle Zhu, I am also thinking about you, right? You think, if I fail, at most I will borrow your alchemy furnace. But if I succeed in refining it, your 100,000 spirit stones will be settled. If I don't tell you, you know the value of this soul-raising pill, right?"

Master Zhu Feng frowned, but still didn't want to give up, "What if you lose?"

"impossible."

"Hmph, at a young age, don't talk big. If you lose, you must ask your master to refine a spiritual weapon for me."

Seeing this, Jun Guling took a deep breath and said helplessly: "You have identified one, right? Okay, if I don't make it successfully, I will honestly ask my master to refine a spiritual weapon for you, right?"

Master Zhu Feng felt much more relieved after hearing this.

I feel better, and I can see Jun Guling and others, "Okay, I will bet on this game with you for a while, but if you want to refine the alchemy, I must watch it."

"That won't work---"

Jun Guling refused when he opened his mouth. This alchemy technique is a secret technique of this sect, so how can it be observed by outsiders at will?

After hearing this, Master Zhu Feng was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, "You little girl, don't be ungrateful. If you insist on refining alchemy, this group will have all your wishes. But this alchemy risk is extremely high. You don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. You have to refine the lost soul-raising pill. If you can practice it, just say nothing, but if you blow up the furnace and burn the earth fire, you will be burned to death."

"If you die, who will ask the old drunkard to refine spiritual weapons for me?"

"So, I must watch from the side. Don't worry, I will still be greedy for your family's alchemy skills?"

Master Zhu Feng looked unhappy. This stinky girl might have a trick, but a young cultivator in the Spiritual Realm wanted to refine the second-grade peak soul-focused pill, which was a joke.

The reason why he insisted on seeing it was really out of kindness, and he was really afraid that Jun Guling would make him die of trouble, and he would not be able to escape from it at that time.

When he thought of this, Master Zhu Feng became even more and more disheartened.

What a mess you said?
Chapter completed!