My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 641 - 642: Promotion to Kunlun Saint Son

Chapter 641: Chapter 642: Promotion to Kunlun Saint Son

Instantly, everyone was infuriated!

"Damned crooked old man, opening a gambling house and then running off with the money!"

"Even though we lost, we can’t let him get away with it!"

"I’m going to kill this heartless bastard owner!" all the Kunlun disciples swore vehemently.

The scene shifted, focusing on the sloppy old man.

"Heh heh, I made a fortune! Today I actually earned twenty million Spirit Stones, and that foolish boy, betting three million Spirit Stones in one go, hahaha..." The unscrupulous fatty grinned smugly, suddenly, a cold voice transmitted.

"Hey, old man, where do you think you’re going?"

"Of course I’m going home to hug my wife and count the money!" The crooked old man said with a smile, just as he looked up, his pupils suddenly shrank; "Holy shit, it’s you, kid!"

Ye Wudao drew his war saber and pressed it directly against the crooked sloppy old man’s neck, speaking coldly, "Hand over the Spirit Stones, and I’ll spare your life!"

"Young man, we’re all our own people, there’s no eyes in a blade or spear!" the crooked sloppy old man hurriedly said, placing his hand on Ye Wudao’s saber.

"Don’t move!" Ye Wudao’s eyes were cold and unforgiving.

"Yes, yes, I’m not moving..." said the sloppy old man as he quickly raised his hands.

"According to the odds, you should give me twenty million Spirit Stones!" Ye Wudao said indifferently.

What?

Twenty million Spirit Stones!

Upon hearing this, the sloppy old man immediately panicked, saying, "Me, where would I have that many Spirit Stones? All these were painstakingly saved as my wife’s dowry!"

Shameless!

Ye Wudao suddenly enveloped in a terrifying aura of murder.

Just as the two were about to fight, at that moment, a serious voice came; "Wudao, show some respect!"

Who?

Ye Wudao turned around and saw two old men in red-gold robes approaching, their bodies emitting a powerful aura that far surpassed that of a battle emperor.

In an instant, all stewards and elders knelt on one knee; "We greet the True Disciples’ Elders!"

Boom!

The True Disciples’ Elders!

Hearing the identity of these two golden-robed elders, everyone in the scene inhaled sharply!

"Are they the legendary Kunlun’s True Disciples’ Elders?"

"That’s a great power with the quasi-saint realm ability!"

Ye Wudao immediately bowed; "I’ve seen the two True Disciples’ Elders!"

"You’re called Ye Wudao, right? Very good, indeed a formidable youngster!" the taller True Disciple’s Elder revealed a look of appreciation.

"Ye Wudao, show proper respect, kneel before him!" the skinny True Disciples’ Elder scolded angrily.

What?

Upon hearing this, Ye Wudao immediately looked displeased and retorted, "Why should I? He ran off with my twenty million Spirit Stones, why should I kneel to this crooked old man?"

"You must kneel!" the two True Disciples’ Elders grew angry. In an instant, two terrifying quasi-saint level auras fiercely pressed down on Ye Wudao.

So strong!

Ye Wudao’s complexion changed, and he couldn’t help but kneel down, yet he still clenched his teeth and forcibly endured, his body like a pine in the cold wind, trembling but standing tall!

"Alright, you two guys, go on down, don’t scare the kid!" the sloppy old man said.

"Yes!" The two True Disciples’ Elders extremely respectful, immediately withdrew their aura.

"You little punk, indeed I swallowed your twenty million Spirit Stones, but I’m not taking advantage of you for nothing!" the sloppy old man stated.

"Hmph! Give me my Spirit Stones quickly!" Ye Wudao said angrily.

"How about we make a deal?" the sloppy old man said, grinning.

"I don’t trust someone as insatiably greedy as you, you old deathless thing!" Ye Wudao said with disgust.

"Ye Wudao, how dare you..." the two True Disciples’ Elders grew angry but were fiercely glared at by the sloppy old man; "Is this your place to speak, scram!"

"Yes, yes!" The two True Disciples’ Elders immediately retreated, not daring to breathe heavily.

Ye Wudao was shocked to his core when he saw this scene.

Just who was this scruffy old man?

He actually made two True Disciple elders so fearful!

The scruffy old man took out a vermillion-gold letter from his clothes and said indifferently, "Give me twenty million Spirit Stones for this decree in my hands. What do you say?"

What?

Hearing the scruffy old man’s words, Ye Wudao exploded in anger, "A worthless decree, and you think I’m a fool?"

"Hehe, boy, this is a fine item—it’s a decree from a Battle Saint! Sought after by countless disciples of Kunlun! Are you sure you don’t want to buy it? I guarantee, once this chance is gone, it’s gone forever!" The scruffy old man chuckled, giving off the appearance of setting a trap.

Hiss!

A decree from a Battle Saint!

Ye Wudao heard him clearly, but was still puzzled and couldn’t help asking, "Not a pseudo-saint, but a Battle Saint?"

"Of course, it’s a decree from a Battle Saint, filled with infinite possibilities!" the scruffy old man nodded affirmatively.

Hearing the scruffy old man put it that way, Ye Wudao was also extremely curious.

Should he spend the money to see?

After all, it was a decree from a Battle Saint!

If he could understand even a little, he might just rise swiftly in rank!

But that’s a whole twenty million Spirit Stones!

No way!

No treasure is worth twenty million Spirit Stones!

"Two thousand!" Ye Wudao spoke up, "Two thousand Spirit Stones for that worthless decree in your hands!"

What?

Two thousand Spirit Stones!

Hearing Ye Wudao’s offer, the scruffy old man suddenly became frantic, "Damn! You think you can get this decree in my hands for just two thousand? You’re even more cutthroat than me! Add a ’ten thousand’ to that, and maybe!"

"Twenty thousand!"

"No, no, add more!" the scruffy old man shook his head.

"Two hundred thousand!" Ye Wudao gritted his teeth, "Two hundred thousand Spirit Stones should suffice. It’s only a decree, after all!"

"Two hundred thousand, you think you’re tipping a beggar?" the scruffy old man snorted, "Not enough, not enough, keep adding!"

"Two million, that’s all I can offer!" Ye Wudao’s face reddened, he had already reached his limit.

Purchasing the decree from this mysterious old man for two million Spirit Stones, he could still net eighteen million Spirit Stones!

Not a loss!

But Ye Wudao wouldn’t spend any more money!

"Fine then, I’ve done countless deals in my life, and this is the first time I’m taking such a loss!" the scruffy old man grudgingly threw the decree to a nearby True Disciple elder and left with his hands behind his back.

"Hey, old man, you still owe me eighteen million Spirit Stones!" Ye Wudao shouted.

"I don’t owe you anything!" the scruffy old man waved his hand.

Ye Wudao’s gaze turned to the nearby True Disciple elder, his expression furious, "True Disciple elder, this old guy is too shameless. Won’t you do something?"

The True Disciple elder opened the decree and shuddered, his face serious, "Ye Wudao, kneel and listen to the decree!"

What?

Ye Wudao was stunned.

"Kneel!" the True Disciple elder said sternly.

"Hmph!" Ye Wudao snorted and reluctantly knelt on one knee.

"After evaluation, Kunlun True Disciple Ye Wudao has shown excellent performance and tremendous potential! He is exceptionally promoted as the ninth Kunlun Saint Son! He may choose a location to establish his cultivation cave, equally ranked with elders, and may take a seat in the presence of a master!"

Boom!

Upon hearing this earth-shattering news, Ye Wudao trembled, his face filled with disbelief..

The entire place fell silent!

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