The Bare Thunder Spear Ancestor calmly transmitted a message to Lin Chen: "The Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor, Chiyuan Mingjun, has no credibility in his actions. Once he refuses to pay compensation, there is a possibility of being rejected."

After hearing his reminder, Lin Chen, who could not trust Chiyuan Mingjun, immediately said: "Sorry, I don't want to wait."

"Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, don't you think you can trust me?"

A look of anger flashed in Chiyuan Mingjun's eyes. He didn't expect Lin Chen to deny him face so much. After all, he had been in the ninth heaven for many years, and no one dared to deny him face.

"Sorry, I can't believe it," Lin Chen said.

"Be bold!"

As soon as these words came out, the green-bearded old man and others all scolded Lin Chen and said aggressively: "Mingjun is the son of the Holy God Tongyou, and he is a half-step Holy God genius. How can I deprive you of this compensation? Please wait for a while."

What’s wrong?”

"What a courage. This offends Lord Chiyuan Ming to death."

Hongguang Zen Patriarch was amazed in his heart, but Wanfu Dianzu and others secretly shook their heads, feeling that Lin Chen's move was tantamount to breaking up with Chiyuan Mingjun, which was harmful to him.

The Bare Thunder Spear Ancestor looked at Lin Chen in shock. He didn't expect him to be so straightforward. Even his father didn't have the courage to not be afraid of Lord Chiyuan Ming, right?

"Okay, very good."

Chiyuan Mingjun said yes, but his eyes stared at Lin Chen threateningly: "Since you can't trust me, then this is better. Within a hundred years, no, within fifty years, I will pay all the compensation to you."

You and all the Nine Divine Ancestors present can be witnesses..."

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Chen with a wave of his hand: "No! If you can't take it out now, you have to pay half of it first, 500 billion mid-grade divine stones, and five world-class chaos attribute heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

"

"What?"

Chiyuan Mingjun's face froze, and he laughed angrily: "How about I give you 100 billion middle-grade divine stones first, and three kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures?"

"No." Lin Chen refused.

"Two hundred billion." Chiyuan Mingjun said with an ashen face.

"No, at least 300 billion."

Lin Chen shook his head slightly and said: "Isn't your father the Demon Saint of Tongyou? I don't think I'm short of this mid-grade divine stone. If you don't have it yet, then go find someone to borrow it. After all, you Chiyuan Mingjun has a great reputation, and

Who dares not to lend it to you?"

"That's it, at least 300 billion, not even a single dollar is missing. If you don't have it, go find someone to borrow it quickly. Don't waste my father's time."

Xiaohuo immediately agreed, and said with a smile: "If you still refuse, I will go out every day to publicize that you, Chiyuan Mingjun, are a douchebag for not paying back the money you owe."

"Lao Lai?"

When Hongguang Zen Patriarch and others heard this, they almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

Chi Yuan Mingjun's face turned green. If Xiao Huo really let Xiao Huo publicize it like this, he would definitely become the laughing stock of the entire God-Eating World.

For the face-loving Chiyuan Mingjun, this was simply more uncomfortable than killing him.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Okay, just thirty million." After that, he looked at the old man with the green beard.

The green-bearded old man took out a storage spiritual ring, handed it to him with both hands and said: "Mingjun, here is a hundred billion middle-grade sacred stones."

"Isn't this my father's bet? Okay! It's a shame you can use my father's bet to compensate my father." Xiaohuo said with a look of disdain.

Chiyuan Mingjun's face turned green again when he heard this, but he did not have an attack. He took the storage ring from the green-bearded old man's hand, and then took out his own storage ring.

Buzz!

The spiritual light flickered, and pieces of mid-grade divine stones were seen flying out of his storage ring, pouring into the storage ring that originally belonged to Lin Chen.

Ten breaths later, Chiyuan Mingjun put away his storage ring and handed the storage ring belonging to Lin Chen to the green-bearded old man: "Take another 20 billion mid-grade sacred stones and put them in."

Seeing this, Xiao Huo curled his lips and said, "I thought you were so rich, but you can't even afford 200 billion. You are indeed a pauper."

The corners of the mouths of Hongguang Chan Group, Bare Thunder Spear Ancestor and others twitched. This Chiyuan Mingjun can produce 180 billion mid-grade divine stones. How can he be regarded as a pauper?

If this can be considered a pauper, then they also want to be such a pauper.

Because when you reach the realm of the Nine Divine Ancestors, every time you practice retreat, you need to consume billions of mid-grade divine stones.

A half-step holy god practice like Chiyuan Mingjun requires even more middle-grade sacred stones.

Nowadays, these 180 billion mid-grade divine stones are all the possessions of Chiyuan Mingjun, so when he heard Xiaohuo's words, he was so angry that his lungs almost exploded.

But he couldn't refute it. Without this middle-grade divine stone, what would he be if he wasn't a pauper?

Chiyuan Mingjun said with a cold face: "Give it to him quickly."

Seeing his young master being humiliated, the green-bearded old man's attitude towards Lin Chen became even worse. He put 20 billion middle-grade divine stones into the storage ring and threw it to Lin Chen:

"Take it."

He deliberately wanted to make Lin Chen look embarrassed.

But his method seemed too clumsy to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen's eyes flashed, and the storage ring that was thrown over flew lightly into his hand as if it had wings.

After sweeping away his mental power and confirming that there were 300 billion middle-grade sacred stones inside, Lin Chen put away the storage ring, looked at Chiyuan Mingjun again, and said: "Where are the treasures of heaven, materials and earth?"

"Give it to him." Chiyuan Mingjun waved his hand.

Hearing this, the green-bearded old man threw three kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to Lin Chen, one of which was the Hunling Pearl, and the other two, one was the magic medicine and the other was the magic iron, both of which had chaotic attributes.

Lin Chen opened the storage spirit ring, put them in, and then said to Chiyuan Mingjun: "There are too few, please bring two more."

Chiyuan Mingjun said nothing with a cold face.

The green-bearded old man said to Lin Chen from the side: "The ancestor of the Heavenly Sword, the heavenly materials and earthly treasures of the chaos attribute, are extremely rare, especially those of the Zuntianxia level, which are rare in a million years, so if you want the other seven kinds,

Just have to wait.”

If Lin Chenru hadn't heard anything, he still looked at Chiyuan Mingjun and said, "When are you going to pay for the remaining 700 billion mid-grade divine stones and seven kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures?"

Lord Chiyuan Ming put away the coldness on his face and said casually: "Didn't I say that I will give it to you within fifty years?"

"It's too long, I'll only give you nine years." Lin Chen shook his head slightly.

"Okay, I agree."

Chiyuan Mingjun nodded with twinkling eyes, as if Lin Chen was the creditor and he was the one who wanted the debt.

Lin Chen looked at him meaningfully. Chiyuan Mingjun felt very uncomfortable. He raised his eyebrows and said: "Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, you can leave."

"No rush."

Lin Chen raised his hand slightly, took out a sparkling gold sticker from the storage ring, and then raised his hand to gather the power of the ancestors to write.

Shaoqing, Lin Chen handed the gold sticker to Chiyuan Mingjun and said: "Please sign and make a pledge."

Chiyuan Mingjun looked at the word "IOU" with sword breath on the gold sticker, his face instantly became extremely ugly, and said: "Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God, what do you mean?"

Lin Chen smiled and said: "If you are illiterate, I don't mind telling you that this is an IOU, which proves that you owe me something. If it is not repaid when it is due in nine years, it will be paid at nine out of ten."

Sangui’s interest compensation.”

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