Diyi Hong smiled at Tang San and said:
"The second option is for you to prove that you are worthy of owning the Eight Spider Lances."
"At that time, I will use an immortal herb to assist you in absorbing the Eight Spider Lances, ensuring you succeed in one go."
Tang San's breath quickened!
Immortal Herb?
Its value might even be higher than the Eight Spider Lances!
It's decided—this is it!
"What exactly is the second option?" Tang San asked.
"It's simple," Diyi Hong pointed at Meng Yiran. "Once she absorbs the Eight Spider Lances, you two will have a fair competition. You are allowed to use hidden weapons. If you win, the Eight Spider Lances will be yours."
Tang San froze.
His first reaction was—if he can use hidden weapons, does that mean he can just kill indiscriminately?
Then, he was startled again!
Wait a minute…
"If she's absorbed the Eight Spider Lances, how can you give them to me?" Tang San questioned. "The external spirit bone is connected to the spine, right? Can it be just chopped off?"
Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang immediately tensed up.
No need to be so brutal, right?
They'd rather not have the external spirit bone if that's the case!
"Don't worry, I have a way," Diyi Hong reassured, raising his hand. "I can resurrect you once, so this little thing is nothing."
Tang San touched his right leg, nodded in acknowledgment.
Confidently, he said:
"Alright, I'll choose the second one."
"And don't say I'm bullying her. Let's set the time for the day after we return to Shrek Academy."
Diyi Hong chuckled.
It seemed generous, but it was all under his calculation.
Given his current state, if they fought immediately, he would definitely lose.
The original plan was to wait, but now that they had fragments of the Divine Realm…
"Don't rush, we'll take it step by step," Diyi Hong pointed at Meng Yiran. "Don't just stand there, help her absorb the Eight Spider Lances."
Tang San paused!
Huh?
He looked down at the Eight Spider Lances, then glanced at Diyi Hong.
So, handing the Eight Spider Lances to him earlier was just so he could personally hand them over again?
This…
He was a bit reluctant.
He looked at Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang, considering asking them to do it instead.
But they were still in shock over the "resurrection from death."
Forget it.
It's only temporarily; he could get it back in a few days.
He walked toward Meng Yiran, squatting down with great reluctance. The Eight Spider Lances seemed to hesitate, not wanting to leave his hands.
The thought of giving away something so precious from his own hands made his heart ache!
Why couldn't it just be handed to him directly?
Why did he have to go through this process?
Surely, adding a 2000-year-old external spirit bone to Meng Yiran wouldn't make her capable of defeating him, right?
That's ridiculous!
The essence of an external spirit bone is "evolution." How much can a 2000-year-old spirit bone increase one's power?
Seeing that Tang San was hesitating, Diyi Hong didn't rush him.
The big shots in the live stream loved watching this.
'Does Tang San really think he's guaranteed to win?'
["Phoenix God": Hahaha! How could he have thought there's a group of gods waiting to watch him make a fool of himself!]
["God of Emotion": Look at him, so stingy! Even though he's sure he'll win, he's still so petty!]
["Phoenix God": When Tang San loses, every time he sees the Eight Spider Lances, he'll remember that he personally handed them over. It's a blow to the heart!]
["God of Speed": The host's idea is quite vicious.]
["Nine-Colored Goddess": Stop bickering, there's limited time. Let's quickly follow the host's request and get this thing done.]
["Phoenix God": You're right, I'm going to start researching now.]
["God of Speed": It's almost done, almost there!]
["Nine-Colored Goddess": Good luck! I can't be much help with this, just an assistant here.]
Diyi Hong waited a long time.
Seeing the live stream quiet down, he felt a bit disappointed.
They're all watching the fun, but not giving any rewards?
Probably they got so caught up in the excitement that they forgot.
In the future, he needed to train these gods' habit of casually giving rewards.
For now…
Once Tang San is defeated by Meng Yiran and loses the Eight Spider Lances, his emotions will definitely explode. That's when he'll collect a ton of rewards.
["Nine-Colored Goddess": Hehe! Is the host upset because there are no rewards?]
Diyi Hong touched his face. Did he look like he was upset?
Whatever, time to play the pity card.
'I'm not really angry, just a little disappointed.'
— Setting boundaries, no need to escalate things.
'I have no grievances with Tang San. What am I targeting him for? Just earning a little hard-earned money.'
— Now, stating the stakes, if there's no reward, there's no more work!
'But it's not the climax yet, and everyone is busy, so I understand.'
— Finally, giving them an out.
This is the art of gaslighting!
["Nine-Colored Goddess": The host is indeed the host. He's really good at talking!]
["Nine-Colored Goddess": Just kidding! Actually, we had a private group chat, and we think we've already given enough rewards for things like the ordinary god-given soul rings. We're planning to give you a big surprise after this is over!]
["Nine-Colored Goddess": The size of the surprise depends on how much Tang San suffers.]
["Nine-Colored Goddess": Keep going, host!]
Diyi Hong: "???"
Private chat?
There's that feature in the live stream?
Wait a minute!
Diyi Hong opened the backstage and found out the reason.
LV3 (61/2000)
The live stream has upgraded!
Without realizing it, they'd already given 1000 gifts?
Diyi Hong thought back.
He remembered that with the Soul Pill included, it seemed to be about this number.
This is great. It's good for brushing experience points.
He switched back to the main interface and opened the viewer list, clicking on the Nine-Colored Goddess's profile.
Aside from the basic information, there were a few new things listed.
[Private Chat]
[Group Chat]
[Group Chat: Anti-Tang San Alliance (6)]
[Group Chat: Tang San's Emotional Valley Opinion Poll (4)]
Hmm?
The last two group chats, could they be…?
Diyi Hong clicked on Group Chat: Anti-Tang San Alliance (6) and switched to a chat window.
There was a new message just popping up.
["Nine-Colored Goddess": Hehe! The host is so good-natured, he didn't even get angry.]
["God of Speed": Rongrong, don't be too nasty. If the host goes on strike, it'll be a problem.]
["Phoenix God": Yes, Rongrong, the host has enough resources now, even without us, he could still thrive.]
["Nine-Colored Goddess": I'm just teasing him, it's not that serious.]
["God King of Destruction 002": The greater the power, the stronger the desires. The host definitely won't miss any chance to rise, but he has the ability to mute viewers. Maybe he can even kick them out?]
["Nine-Colored Goddess": Ah? In that case, I should be careful… Should I go back and send more gifts?]
["Phoenix God": It's not that bad. Rong Rong, you've already given quite a bit, so there's some tolerance.]
Watching a bunch of gods chat behind his back, Diyi Hong's expression was odd.
Even gods gossip, huh?
But little did they know, the boss could monitor their group chat!
In fact…
He clicked on the settings page and scrolled all the way down to find Dissolve Group Chat.
This was what being an admin meant!
He didn't rush to speak up, keeping his cards close.
Better to wait until the Eight Spider Lances situation is resolved and see the final rewards.
If they're generous, then everyone's happy.
Otherwise…
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