"Bet?" Yinglong heard this and suddenly closed his mouth, showing a strange and thoughtful expression.
During the long years of imprisonment, he had become so lazy that he was no longer interested in most things, and he basically spent his time sleeping.
But before that, what he loved most in his life was betting and testing human nature... But those memories were so long ago that he almost forgot that he had this hobby.
In addition, among the low-level ants who have not yet transformed, this human being is the first one who dares to make a bet with him.
Regarding the first time in his life, Yinglong held an extra tolerant attitude, because the first time often meant that it was "worthy of memory and aftertaste", so he bent his huge head again, intending to listen to what this human being would propose.
Contents of the bet.
If the bet is really meaningless, it's not too late to kill him.
"What I want to bet with you is," Qiu Changtian said in a deep voice, "If the next human being who arrives here is faced with a dilemma between 'emotion' and 'interest', I bet he will eventually choose the former."
Ying Long's golden vertical pupils narrowed, and his thoughts began to spin rapidly.
This bet tests the value orientation of individual human beings, whether they prefer "emphasis on love and justice" or "interest first".
Those who are tested are limited to "human beings who arrive here next", which means they have a certain degree of unpredictability.
The conditions proposed by the other party do not have any obvious advantage and are relatively fair. This bet can be agreed to, but...
"Okay, then I'll bet that he will choose profit." Ying Long said in a deep voice, "But the content of the specific test for them to make a choice must be determined by me."
Qiu Changtian sneered:
"How can this be done? Since we are betting on his decision, the 'emotions' and 'interests' on both sides of the balance should at least be of equal value, and both of us must agree."
"If the content of the test is decided by Lord Yinglong, and you only need to put up huge benefits, put them with trivial feelings, and let him make the decision, then I will definitely lose."
"How could I do such a boring thing?" Yinglong spat out fierce fire with disdain, melting a large piece of the rock under his feet. "If you can't trust me, it's okay not to make this bet."
Not making a bet means that Yinglong has lost interest in him, and it is self-evident what his fate will be.
So Qiu Changtian pretended to struggle for a moment, and finally had to compromise and said:
"I have to make this bet. In this case, I can only believe you for the time being."
"The bet I require is: if I win, you need to release your dragon power for a moment, and then give me a drop of blood."
Yinglong was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then suddenly burst out laughing, causing the entire mountain of swords to tremble and crack:
"Interesting, really interesting! You actually want my blood essence? Do you know what a drop of my undiluted blood essence actually means?"
"You dare to covet me? Are you worthy of coveting me?"
Qiu Changtian said expressionlessly:
"Master Yinglong is now a prisoner of his rank. He has been bled for so many years. Why not give me a drop of blood?"
"Ha." Ying Long said jokingly, "I was not forced to bleed, but I lost a bet with a certain immortal among you humans. In order to fulfill my oath, I had to stay here temporarily, and all I contributed was ordinary blood.
"
"Getting back to the subject, since you have the courage to bet on my essence and blood, it's not impossible...but what kind of equal bet can you give me in exchange?"
"Isn't it Master Yinglong who has the final say whether the bets are equal?" Qiu Changtian smiled coldly, "In that case, why not just make an offer directly."
"You are self-aware." Ying Long said with a humanized mocking expression, "There is nothing in you that I can like."
"If you lose, I will kill you; if you win, I can do as you say and give you a drop of blood."
"But you also have to agree to my request, so that the bets are equal, how about that?"
"Okay." Qiu Changtian nodded.
If you lose the bet, you will be killed; if you don't bet, you will also be killed.
Therefore, there is no need to consider the price you have to pay if you lose the bet. What is important is whether "a drop of blood" and "a request" after winning the bet are equivalent.
Of course, this question cannot be asked directly, because Yinglong certainly does not bother to make any guarantees in advance.
In Yinglong's view, just being willing to bet with the ant at his feet is already the greatest gift to the ant - you want more fairness, do you deserve it?
Of course, if Ying Long knew what the Kunlun Mirror was, he would probably stop being so contemptuous.
However, he didn't know it, so he was bound to lose.
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After Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu teleported away again, Qiu Changcai used his sword light to turn out from behind the mountain and said:
"It seems I won."
"Humph." Yinglong was obviously a little embarrassed.
After all, he had agreed to the bet in advance, and he had designed the specific content of the test, and yet he still lost the bet... I have never lost so humiliatingly in my memory!
The only explanation is that the two people who just arrived here, no matter what kind of test they encountered, their reactions were actually what the other party expected.
"You have known these two Shushan disciples for a long time, and you know that they practice the Taoism of Wenqingliu, right?" Yinglong asked him with an unkind expression.
Qiu Changtian didn't talk to him at all, and just said lightly:
"This has nothing to do with our bet. Or does Mr. Yinglong intend to deny it?"
Yinglong became even more angry when he heard this. He could only yell and forced himself to find the steps to go down:
"How could I go back on my word? Anyway, even if I lose the bet, it will still be beneficial to me."
It folded its five-color wings, its golden vertical pupils suddenly enlarged, and its boundless dragon power exploded like a nuclear bomb in an instant!
Facing the dragon's mighty Qiu Changtian head-on, it was as if a small boat was hit by a huge tsunami wave. It almost tipped over and fell to the ground. It took a lot of effort to stabilize its body in the air.
When Ying Long saw his embarrassed look, all the remaining anger disappeared immediately, and he lazily put away his power and said:
"alright?"
After confirming that the Kunlun Mirror had recorded the opponent in the mirror, Qiu Changcai nodded palely.
"Very good, remember your promise." Yinglong's heart pulse was slightly shaken, and a drop of heart essence blood overflowed, and he spit it out in front of him.
"If you have the opportunity to go to the Eastern Emperor Realm, go find my daughter and bring her to the Netherworld of Beiming."
Yinglong's daughter? Qiu Changtian thought for a moment, then took out the pure bottle, filled the drop of blood essence, and asked again:
"Where is Ling Qianjin roughly located? And what are its characteristics that can be identified?"
Yinglong was silent for a long time, as if he was trapped in some long and melancholy thoughts, and then he said after a while:
"Her nickname is 'Dragon Fox'."
"She has the blood of human, dragon and fox at the same time, so although she looks like a white fox, she has the golden eyes of a dragon."
"Such a mixed-race appearance should be unique in the Donghuang Realm."
"As for her location, I have been imprisoned in the tower for at least 100,000 years, how do I know her location?"
"I think she should be with her mother. If you see her, help me tell her mother..."
At this point, Yinglong suddenly got stuck again.
"...What did you say?" Qiu Changtian couldn't help but ask when he saw that he didn't respond for a long time.
"No, it's nothing."
Yinglong closed his golden vertical pupils, wrapped his body around the mountain of swords, and stopped talking.