"Ah!"
Not only Yang Lele, but even Zhao Qing, who was joking around, was dumbstruck.
Yang Lele hurriedly replied, "Sect Leader, Zhao Qing isn’t ordinary, absolutely unbeatable at the same realm. Even when she was at the Fifth Layer, she could fight Body Refining Seventh Layer demons; how could I ever draw with her?"
"You’re implying you’re not as good as her?"
Faced with this question, Yang Lele was speechless.
Who would willingly admit being inferior to others? Even if believing it deep down, it shouldn’t be said aloud.
Wen Ping’s indifferent tone made it unacceptable for anyone to still show a smirk, especially Zhao Qing, who felt awkward. Her intent was merely for Yang Lele not to buy the cigar today, never to think he wouldn’t buy it tomorrow too.
Yet things unraveled to this stage.
Zhao Qing quickly explained, "Sect Leader, it’s not really his fault, it’s because our bloodlines differ."
"That’s no excuse for weakness. Yang Lele, were you not told what I’ve previously said?"
Yang Lele nodded, "I recall."
"Good that you remember. If bloodline difference is why you choose to stay weak, then pack and leave Immortal Sect today. Immortal Sect won’t keep someone who thinks they’re inferior inside-out."
In truth, it’s not that Wen Ping wanted fewer buyers for Life Cigars, but he hadn’t expected that while Yang Lele’s realm advanced, his power lagged significantly. Admittedly, Transformed Demon is indeed formidable.
But short-term Life Cigar can’t change much, yet Yang Lele’s obtained opportunity helped change him significantly, even without altering his talent star level. Evidently, the fortune he received was massive.
Losing to Zhao Qing at the same realm was clearly unjustifiable.
Perhaps Yang Lele accepted it all.
Believing Zhao Qing naturally stronger than him, Zhao Qing was invincible.
Wen Ping, though not a teacher, had to as Sect Leader address this: If you concede to weakness, soon you’ll become the common crowd.
With that, Wen Ping took out several sheets of white paper from his chest, with some words scribbled, unclear at first glance. Handing them to Yang Lele, he said, "Paste these sheets at the Gravity Field and Dormitory Area."
Yang Lele silently took the sheets from Wen Ping’s hand, glanced at them, and caught sight of the words:
Gravity Field 10 Gold per hour, limited to 3 hours a day.
Dormitory Area daily 50 Gold.
Life Cigar first stick 50 Gold, second 100 Gold, third 500 Gold.
Beyond that, there’s a new addition.
Fierce Beast Trial Ground, daily 50 Gold; Battle Realm, once 100 Gold, each instance 2 hours.