Volume 4, The Divine Artifacts, Chapter 267: The Bet
To test the power of these armors, they discovered that someone had triggered the restrictions outside the house.
Xiao Wenbing's expression changed slightly. He naturally knew that there were only a few people in Wanbaotang at this moment. The Mirror God was right beside him, and the Treasure God was the master of this place and would not be affected by the restrictions. Therefore, the one outside the door must be the Food King.
Although he didn't know why the old man-eating flower wanted to see him, Xiao Wenbing understood the old man-eating flower's nature and knew that he would never come to the temple without a reason.
After only a slight hesitation, he immediately put away the five small Nascent Souls and five pieces of armor in his hands. These were his secret weapons and could not be publicized.
Upon reaching the door, he lightly touched the door with his finger, releasing the restriction. Suddenly, a fragrant breeze wafted towards him, and a smooth body pounced on him.
Xiao Wenbing's eyesight was extremely sharp; in that instant, he recognized her as Feng Baiyi's peerless beauty. However, it was utterly impossible to make this icy beauty become so passionate.
Reaching out, Xiao Wenbing gently patted the back of the beauty in his arms and laughed, "Butterfly Fairy, are you going to pretend to be in white to fool me again?"
Butterfly Fairy peeked out from his arms, her beautiful, bright eyes sparkling with innocent light, blinking with an indescribable charm and cuteness.
After tilting her head and thinking for a while, Butterfly Fairy finally said, "Master, Butterfly Fairy has never lied to you..."
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback, then suddenly remembered that although he had mistaken Butterfly Fairy for Feng Baiyi a few times, it was all just his assumption and had nothing to do with Butterfly Fairy. He then smiled and said, "Good Butterfly Fairy, I misspoke, is that alright?"
Seeing that Butterfly Fairy had regained her radiant smile, Xiao Wenbing felt a surge of warmth for some reason. He asked softly, "Why are you here?"
"I miss you." A light and pleasant voice came from beside my ear.
Xiao Wenbing's body trembled slightly. Butterfly Fairy's simple words brought him unimaginable feelings.
"Sigh..." Xiao Wenbing gently stroked her beautiful, smooth hair, as if talking to himself, "Butterfly Fairy. It's a pity you're not human."
The butterfly fairy's eyes revealed a lot of doubts. Why is it such a pity that she is not human?
"So what if you're not human? Are you humans as powerful as an old man like me?" A sinister voice came from beside them, and the Food King's thin figure walked over.
No need to ask. That's what he said.
Hearing this disparaging remark about the human race, Xiao Wenbing was both displeased and curious. It seemed this old monster held a prejudice against the human race. He frowned and said, "Among the human race, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Who knows if there are no ones who can surpass you, senior?"
"Really? Then tell me one." The Food King coldly curled his lip, looking utterly unconvinced.
Xiao Wenbing frowned, for he really couldn't think of anyone who could compare to him for the time being.
"What? Can't think of anything?" The Food King sneered disdainfully.
A sharp glint flashed in Xiao Wenbing's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "This junior is not talented, but I am confident that I will not lose to you, senior."
The Food King paused, his gaze turning hesitant. In the battle on Demon-Suppressing Star, Xiao Wenbing had displayed extraordinary prowess, fighting the Dark God to a standstill. The Food King had witnessed it all. Although he knew Xiao Wenbing had borrowed the power of the precious divine land, he was still utterly impressed by his methods. If they were to fight, who would emerge victorious? That was truly a matter for discussion.
"If you were to use the power of the Divine Treasure Earth God, I would certainly be no match for you," the Food King finally said after a long pause.
Xiao Wenbing smiled. If it were before, without the help of the Treasure God, he would certainly not be a match for the Food King. But now he has five Dark Infants. He could probably easily defeat this old monster by taking out just one of them.
He smiled slightly and said, "What if I don't borrow the divine power of the precious god?"
A smile appeared in the Food King's small eyes as he said, "If you don't use divine power, you are definitely no match for me."
Xiao Wenbing raised his eyebrows. If it were before, that would indeed be true, but now, Xiao Wenbing shook his head and said, "This junior does not believe it."
"If you don't believe me, how about we make a bet?"
"Speaking."
"If I lose, I'll give you this treasure." The Food King flipped his wrist and took out a net-like magic weapon, the very treasure he had snatched from the demon leader on the Demon Suppression Star after displaying his power.
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback, his gaze turning serious. He had risked great danger to half-steal, half-robbery this magical artifact, and he had personally witnessed its power, knowing it to be a truly rare and precious weapon. Therefore, using this treasure as a wager meant the Food King's demands might not be so simple.
"What if the younger generation loses?"
"If you lose, lend me the Butterfly Fairy for three days."
"What?" Xiao Wenbing's expression changed slightly. This old guy was actually eyeing Butterfly Fairy.
I looked at an ugly old face and the beautiful butterfly fairy.
Seeing her delicate, rosy face, Xiao Wenbing felt a surge of anger. That old lecher...
"How about it?"
Almost without hesitation, Xiao Wenbing resolutely said, "No, this junior refuses."
"Um?"
Xiao Wenbing's words clearly surprised the Food King, who asked hesitantly, "Why? Is this magic weapon inferior to the Butterfly Fairy's?"
Xiao Wenbing suddenly laughed, but there was a hint of danger in his smile: "Butterfly Fairy is mine, I won't trade her for anything..."
Surprisingly, the King of Food did not seem angry at these words; instead, his gaze toward Xiao Wenbing carried a hint of approval.
In the past, Xiao Wenbing might not have noticed, but now, having matured considerably, he instantly sensed something was amiss.
"How about we put it another way? If I win, Little Butterfly Fairy will learn from me for three days, what do you say?"
"Learn skills in three days?" Xiao Wenbing suddenly realized, and felt a mix of amusement and exasperation. His wild imagination had been far too far-fetched.
However, it's clear that the Food King's admiration for the Butterfly Fairy is quite profound. But this old man is a top-tier spirit, while the Butterfly Fairy is merely an insignificant little butterfly among the demons. What could be the relationship between them?
"Alright, it's settled then." An aged voice came from around the corner. The old Taoist priest Xianyun strode out and stood in front of Xiao Wenbing, saying, "I agree on behalf of my disciple."