“Poetry?”

Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow, a hint of playfulness in his golden eyes.

He was, after all, a Transmigrator. Although not a top student, he had attended university, and his major was liberal arts.

Compete with This Divine Son in poetry?

Isn't he just asking for trouble, seeking death?

He almost laughed out loud.

However, with a slight turn of thought, Jiang Ye’s gaze narrowed as he pondered.

This Chu Nan… could he also be a Transmigrator?

“System, is this Chu Nan a Transmigrator?”

“If he were a Transmigrator, the System would display it for the Master.”

Jiang Ye finally relaxed.

But then he thought again.

He was the Villain! Why should he compete with him in poetry!?

When you’re out in the world,

You need to talk about your background!

Jiang Ye’s eyes grew cold, and an idea suddenly formed.

He spoke indifferently, “Poetry is fine, but there must be a wager, right?”

As his voice fell,

Above the palaces, everyone looked at each other, a hint of surprise on their faces.

Qing Xuan and Hong Yan’s delicate brows furrowed, their hearts secretly anxious.

They knew all too well that their Young Master had never written any poetry.

Even Guan Yunyao couldn’t help but tremble slightly, her eyes complex, with a hint of worry.

Wang Chongming immediately rejoiced.

He hadn't expected it.

Jiang Ye had agreed so easily!

He couldn't compare in background.

He couldn't win in cultivation either.

But in the path of poetry, he was considered a unique talent of the academy!

“Since that’s the case, This Divine Son Jiang, please enlighten us!”

Chu Nan was also stunned.

He had originally thought he would have to put in more effort, but now it seemed unnecessary.

He had just heard someone say that Wang Chongming admired Guan Yunyao and was preparing to trouble Jiang Ye.

So he had quietly followed along.

“Jiang Ye, although I, Chu Nan, cannot kill you these past few days and still need some arrangements…”

“But how dare a mere fop like you challenge me to a poetry duel?”

“Today, I will make you lose your reputation and dignity!”

Chu Nan thought viciously in his heart.

Jiang Ye smiled slightly, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

He waved his hand lightly, and a crystal-clear jade stone immediately appeared in his palm.

It was as clear as jade, and through the stone, one could see flowing divine light, as if it contained endless Heaven And Earth Treasure. Treasure light permeated, and divine light was ethereal and thin, like a bright pearl in a fairyland, suspended in the air, emitting an extremely pure Immortal Qi.

This was Immortal Marrow.

Its value was so high that even a Supreme would covet it, using it to assist in condensing Immortal Qi, gathering vital essence, and Breaking Through the shackles of Heaven And Earth.

The crowd in the arena was instantly awestruck.

Let alone Immortal Marrow.

Most of the Cultivators present had never even seen Immortal Source, which was one Rank lower than Immortal Marrow, or even Divine Source, which was further below that.

“Take out a corresponding treasure as a wager, otherwise, are you even worthy of a poetry duel with This Divine Son?”

After Jiang Ye finished speaking, his entire being exuded an overwhelming aura of wealth.

Qing Xuan and Hong Yan covered their mouths, stifling their laughter.

Guan Yunyao was even more stunned, her red lips slightly parted.

Wang Chongming gave a wry smile.

Chu Nan’s face was extremely grim, his expression as dark as water.

After the incident where Shen Lian was brutally beaten, he knew things wouldn't go so smoothly.

But he had never expected.

The other party would actually flaunt his wealth directly with Immortal Marrow?

The crucial point was.

He really couldn't produce anything comparable to it.

Even in the Heavenly Dao Academy, Chu Nan simply couldn't produce such a divine item!

“Despicable! Shameless! I was the one who proposed the poetry, if I can’t produce it, wouldn’t that be equivalent to admitting I’m poor and surrendering? This is a direct insult to me!”

Rage surged in Chu Nan’s heart.

Wang Chongming immediately deflated, chuckling as he said, “Your Highness Divine Son, this wager is a bit too heavy. How about we lighten it a bit and treat it as a prize instead?”

On the Dao platform, sensing the Immortal Qi swirling and auspicious energy steaming, almost everyone’s attention was drawn to this spot.

Hearing Wang Chongming’s words, a series of low laughs and whispers occasionally came from below the platform.

Jiang Ye grinned, his voice lazy but with a hint of mockery:

“This small wager, is it considered large?”

“Let alone Immortal Marrow, This Divine Son has several Immortal Artifacts on him, gathering dust in his Storage Ring!”

“If you don’t even have this small wager, how can you be worthy of This Divine Son’s status?”

“Wang Chongming, are you looking down on This Divine Son?”

As his voice fell,

A blood-soaked baseball bat suddenly appeared in Jiang Ye’s hand, pointing horizontally at Wang Chongming.

Of course, he didn't have Immortal Artifacts on him, only pseudo-Immortal Artifacts.

But that didn't stop him from bragging.

“No! I… I absolutely didn’t mean that!”

Wang Chongming’s face suddenly changed, his body trembled, and his words were full of shaking.

A divine item like Immortal Marrow.

That was something even Supreme powerhouses would fight tooth and nail for!

How could his Wang family, a mere second-rate force, possibly produce an item that could match it?

Jiang Ye suddenly rose, activating Void Realm Flash.

He instantly appeared beside him.

The baseball bat in his hand lightly rested on Wang Chongming’s shoulder, lingered for a moment, then he coldly swept his gaze over the lackeys he had brought.

“You all have families, right? Later, This Divine Son might send someone to your homes to deliver a ‘grand gift’!”

As these words came out,

Wang Chongming and several Disciples’ faces instantly turned pale, their eyes filled with terror, and they all fell to their knees with a thud.

“Your Highness Divine Son, we were blind. From now on, should there be any tasks, we are willing to go through fire and water, without hesitation!”

Wang Chongming was extremely astute.

Seeing that things were going badly, he immediately knelt down to beg for mercy and express his loyalty.

Jiang Ye then smiled slightly and said, “What is this? This Divine Son was just joking, everyone, get up and take your seats! Accompany This Divine Son to enjoy the scenery!”

Only then did everyone shakily rise and sit down obediently, no longer speaking.

Only Chu Nan wore an awkward expression, caught between a rock and a hard place.

At the same time, he cursed these people in his heart for being useless, opportunistic turncoats!

Jiang Ye squinted at him, waving the baseball bat in front of Chu Nan a few times.

The atmosphere in the arena instantly became deathly silent and heavy.

After a brief pause, he smiled and said, “What about you? Still want to compete in poetry? If you’re not betting, just kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake, otherwise, you’re playing tricks on This Divine Son, and you’ll have to pay the price!”

The anger and hatred in Chu Nan’s eyes flashed and disappeared.

But thinking of Shen Lian’s fate earlier, his face instantly turned pale again.

A bone-chilling coldness surged in his heart.

Gulp!

He couldn't help but swallow, forcing himself to remain calm as he said, “This one is willing to make a poetry wager with Divine Son Jiang!”

Chu Nan regretted it deeply at this moment.

But the die was cast.

At this point, if he wasn't willing to back down, he could only bite the bullet and gamble with him, as long as he could produce a matching item.

“In terms of poetry! I, Chu Nan, have never lost. Jiang Ye, your Immortal Marrow is mine!”

Thinking of this,

Chu Nan’s gaze involuntarily fell on the Immortal Marrow floating in mid-air in front of Jiang Ye, with its ethereal immortal light, and a hint of fervor and greed flashed in his eyes.

He flicked his sleeve, and a Qian Ling Plate appeared in his palm.

Its shape was ancient, and its surface was vast and boundless, as if it formed a world of its own, exuding endless Chaos mist. Runes flickered faintly on its body, like flowing star rivers, and one could vaguely see the rotation of the universe, the rise and fall of the sun and moon, as if there were profound changes of Heaven And Earth.

This was Chu Nan’s Opportunity, acquired by chance while exploring outside.

Everyone who saw this item was shocked.

A pseudo-Emperor Weapon!

Who would have thought?

This seemingly humble young man actually possessed such a world-shaking divine item!

Judging by its aura, it had vaguely surpassed the scope of ordinary Emperor Weapon.

If it were to be refined with more Heaven And Earth Treasure in the future, it might even have the chance to transform into a truly top-tier Emperor Weapon!

Wealth should not be flaunted.

Unless you have an enormous background.

The people around looked at Chu Nan, and a strong sense of covetousness arose in their hearts.

If Jiang Ye had taken out this item, they would never have dared to harbor any greed.

But this Chu Nan… seemed to have no background at all?