"Ye Mo has finally taken the bait."
Qiu Tianyue had been observing Ye Mo all along; his entire scheme was to lure Ye Mo.
He first confirmed Ye Mo's strength, which, despite bringing forth all his cards, barely matched an ordinary Immortal Class Sixth Soul. This strength was far from defeating him.
The next step was to force Ye Mo into a wager where the Emperor Phoenix Blood Meteor Spear could be won.
Once he won the Emperor Phoenix Blood Meteor Spear, this Earth-grade Lower Rank Immortal Treasure, he was absolutely confident in vying for the top three on the Earth Tier ranking at the end of the semester, possibly even first place.
"Oh? Can you afford it?"
Qiu Tianyue sneered coldly.
"I truly cannot produce that many Immortal Stones."
Ye Mo smiled, and with a sudden wave of his hand, an invisible large hand grasped Chen Yin's arm. With an abrupt swing of the sword, a sword light ripped through, instantly slicing Ximen Luo in half.
