As Lin Ming said this, Wang Mu’s face changed. A Blue Miracle Pill and bottle of Body Spiritual Ichor would have no small effect on his cultivation. He immediately agreed and said, “Alright, I’ll hold you to your word!”
“Of course. I can also take an oath on my heart of martial arts. But… what if I win?” Lin Ming said with a sudden turn, his wily nature coming out as all of his fox tails were exposed. In a bet such as this, it was common to bet all possessions. Lin Ming was already too familiar with a scene like this.
“What did you say?” Wang Mu laughed, he never even thought that he would lose.
“Simple. If I win, I want to take a dip in your Huoluo Nation’s Seraphic Pond a few times.”