When Duan Ling Tian suggested someone stronger from the Seven Kills Valley to substitute for Dao Wei, the arrogant Dao Wei was naturally furious. He glared at Duan Ling Tian with eyes like daggers. At this moment, he was desperate to prove to everyone that he was stronger than Duan Ling Tian. However, he did not have the courage to do so after his master warned him of the consequences of losing the Seven Kills Valley’s prominent divine artifact with an incomplete artifact soul. He would not only be risking his life, but he would be risking the lives of his master and his family as well.

“Duan Ling Tian, it seems like you’ve gotten very strong,” Yu Chang Lian said as the smile on his face slowly disappeared. He was naturally displeased considering how aggressive Duan Ling Tian was acting. Alas, he felt helpless.

The other two top prodigies from the Seven Kills Valley were only slightly stronger than Dao Wei. There was no 100% guarantee that they would be able to defeat Duan Ling Tian, who was now an intermediate Lord of Gods. Under normal circumstances, this was no issue at all. However, using prominent divine artifacts with an incomplete artifact soul as stakes made it a big issue. The Seven Kills Valley would not agree to such a bet if they were not 100% confident they would win.

“Elder Yu, you’re overpraising me,” Duan Ling Tian said with an innocent smile.

Duan Ling Tian’s innocent smile grated on the nerves of those from the Seven Kills Valley. It looked more like a derisive smile to them.

As for Dao Wei, he could not help but begin to doubt his ability when he saw how confident Duan Ling Tian was.

“Elder Yu, I heard that Dao Wei is the third strongest prodigy below the age of 10,000 in the Seven Kills Valley. This means there are another two people stronger than him, right? It’s said that their strength is almost that of an advanced Lord of Gods. Are you sure the Seven Kills Valley doesn’t want to bet? After all, there’s a chance the Seven Kills Valley can obtain my father’s prominent divine artifact,” Zhen Ping Fan said persuasively. His eyes shone brightly with anticipation as he looked at Yu Chang Lian.

The corners of Yu Chang Lian’s lips twitched when he heard Zhen Ping Fan’s words. He shook his head and said, “Elder Zhen, let’s not talk about this matter anymore. The Seven Kills Valley definitely won’t agree to such a bet. Unless… you’re willing to duel with one of our intermediate Emperor of Gods.”

Clearly, there was no way that the Seven Kills Valley would agree to such a bet. Yu Chang Lian emphasized that and drew a comparison by suggesting that Zhen Ping Fan, a rudimentary Emperor of Gods, fought with an intermediate Emperor of Gods.

The members of the Pure Yang Sect, including Duan Ling Tian, felt the corners of their lips twitch upon hearing Yu Chang Lian’s words.

Although Zhen Ping Fang was acknowledged as the strongest rudimentary Emperor of Gods in the Pure Yang Sect, there was a huge difference between a rudimentary Emperor of Gods and an intermediate Emperor of Gods. In the realm of Emperors of Gods, even if one’s comprehension was more profound, it still would not be enough to defeat someone whose cultivation base was higher.

Contrary to his thoughts, Zhen Ping Fan maintained a smile on his face and said, “Elder Yu, how can I be a match for an intermediate Emperor of Gods? However, if you’re not opposed to it, why don’t you and Hong Yun Xiao join forces in a duel with me? If I win, the Seven Kills Valley’s prominent divine artifact will belong to me.”

The smile on Yu Chang Lian’s face froze immediately.

At the same time, the expressions of Yu Chang Lian’s disciples, who were standing behind him, darkened as well. They all felt that Zhen Ping Fan’s words were insulting their master.

Apart from the elders, the younger generation from the Pure Yang Sect was shocked by Zhen Ping Fan’s proposal.

“Elder Zhen is confident he can win against two rudimentary Emperors of Gods from the Seven Kills Valley?”

“Wait. Elder Zhen is just a rudimentary Emperor of Gods, right?”

“I don’t think it’d be easy for him to take on two rudimentary Emperors of Gods at the same time, right?”

However, after thinking about it, those from the Pure Yang Sect thought that Zhen Ping Fan must be strong enough to defeat two rudimentary Emperors of Gods at the same time. Otherwise, how could he be willing to use his father’s prominent divine artifact to bet?

‘Elder Zhen…’ Duan Ling Tian was similarly stunned by Zhen Ping Fan’s proposal. Although he had heard that Zhen Ping Fan was the strongest in the Pure Yang Sect, not counting the intermediate Emperors of Gods, he had never seen Zhen Ping Fan in action before. Moreover, since it was just hearsay, likely spread by those who wanted to curry favor with Zhen Ping Fan, he did not put much stock into it. However, judging by Yu Chang Lian’s reaction, it seemed like the rumor was true.

Yu Chang Lian finally said with a self-deprecating smile, “Elder Zhen, you must be joking. Who doesn’t know you’re invincible among rudimentary Emperors of Gods in the Eastern Ridge Mansion? I still have the recording from the time you killed a rudimentary Emperor of Gods and severely injured another rudimentary Emperor of Gods when you’d just broken through and became a rudimentary Emperor of Gods. Even if another rudimentary Emperor of Gods joins me and Hong Yun Xiao to fight you, I’m still not 100% certain of our victory.”

The Pure Yang Sect members, apart from the elders and Duan Ling Tian, were further shocked by these words.

Even Yu Chang Lian’s disciples were shocked.

“Zhen Ping Fan is so strong?!”

Dao Wei and his fellow disciple exchanged a look as they spoke through Voice Transmission.

In the end, none of the proposed duels happened.

Zhen Ping Fan and Duan Ling Tian felt that it was a pity that they lost the chance to obtain a prominent divine artifact with an incomplete artifact soul.

However, it was not important to Duan Ling Tian. After all, he was in possession of a divine prominent artifact with a complete artifact soul. Not only that, but Linghu Ren Feng had also given him a prominent divine artifact with an incomplete artifact soul in the past. If the prominent divine artifact with an incomplete artifact soul were not given by Linghu Ren Feng, he would have offered it to Zhen Ping Fan. However, he was not sure if Linghu Ren Feng had given him her only prominent divine artifact or not so he planned to return it to her when he saw her again. He thought to himself, ‘I guess I can only look for another chance to repay his kindness…’

Before officially joining the Pure Yang Sect, Zhen Ping Fan had supported and taken great care of Duan Ling Tian so he felt greatly indebted to Zhen Ping Fan. He thought a prominent divine artifact with an incomplete artifact soul was a great way to repay Zhen Ping Fan. Alas, no one took the bait and accepted the duel. He could only look for another chance to repay Zhen Ping Fan.

…

As Yu Chang Lian led those from the Pure Yang Sect into the Seven Kills Valley’s estate, no one spoke, at least not outwardly.

As a matter of fact, Yu Chang Lian was speaking to Zhen Ping Fan through Voice Transmission at this moment.

“Elder Zhen, I have an idea if you really want a prominent divine artifact with an incomplete artifact soul…”

Zhen Ping Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing those words.

When he saw Zhen Ping Fan looking at him, Yu Chang Lian said ambiguously, “Wanqi Hong, the top prodigy from the Wanqi clan, will be present.”

“So?” Zhen Ping Fan replied nonchalantly, “Even if he’s stronger than your disciple, Dao Wei, there’s still a limit to his strength. Do you think the Wanqi clan is stupid? Even you didn’t dare to accept the bet. The Wanqi clan is an emperor-rank clan that has existed for a few hundred thousand years. It’s no worse than our respective sects.”

Zhen Ping Fan naturally had heard of Wanqi Hong.

Wanqi Hong was the top prodigy in the Wanqi clan, and he was also one of the strongest intermediate Lord of Gods in the Eastern Ridge Mansion. To be precise, he was considered one of the top three strongest prodigies below the age of 10,000 in the Eastern Ridge Mansion. The three top prodigies under the age of 10,000 in Seven Kills Valley were no match for him at all. In fact, his fame rose when he defeated the strongest prodigy in the Seven Kills Valley 200 years ago with just ten moves.

Yu Chang Lian smiled. “That’s true if it were in the past. However, what if Wanqi Hong has already become an advanced Lord of Gods now? Based on what I know, his goal isn’t to rank in the top ten during the Seven Mansions Feast, but to rank in the top 3!”

Zhen Ping Fan was shocked when Yu Chang Lian said that Wanqi Hong might have become an advanced Lord of Gods. If it was true, Wanqi Hong would be the first advanced Lord of Gods below the age of 100,000 in the Eastern Ridge Mansion in the past 100,000 years.

Yu Chang Lian continued to say, “Moreover, if Wanqin Hong isn’t an advanced Lord of Gods, it’s unlikely that he’ll participate in the Trading Conference. I heard that the person leading the entourage from the Wanqi clan is Wanqi Jue, Wanqi Hong’s grandfather.”

“Wanqi Jue?” Zhen Ping Fan, who had returned to his senses, looked at Yu Chang Lian meaningfully when he heard the name ‘Wanqi Jue’. Then, he said, “Old Yu, I heard that when you were young, you said something inappropriate during some event and was slapped by Wanqi Jue. Are you still holding a grudge against him?”