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Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chapter 1663: Betting Stakes 🎲

Published: March 9, 2025

The young man in black smiled, and at this moment, there was not a hint of anger on his face. Instead, he laughed wildly and provocatively, saying, “It’s not a reason for their downfall to offend me. What they truly shouldn’t have done is inciting all their believers to resist us and deny our existence. They actually delude themselves into thinking they can oppose me with the power of belief. Hehe, the limit of the faith they can gather is merely eight thousand years. Then I will wait for them to accumulate to their peak, for their confidence to become most complete, and then I will destroy them! Don’t you find that interesting?”

The young man in white stroked his chin and said, “Interesting? Where’s the fun in that? I’ve long been magnanimous enough not to dwell on that matter from years ago. Only someone like you, who comes from the dark side, could be so narrow-minded…”

The young man in black snorted, “Don’t think I don’t know your thoughts. You’re not much better off. By the way, during this time, you’ve been compressing time, reversing it, and occasionally retracing it. How is that matter going? Why is there no progress? Isn’t it rare for something to stump you?”

The young man in white was clearly unwilling to mention that matter, but now that the young man in black brought it up directly, he could only sigh and respond, “I’m really fed up… That fat guy has truly frustrated me… He clearly has the spirit of wealth, yet he refuses to be consistent… Every time success is near, his spirit awakens, and he ends up sabotaging himself, ruining his own path… I can’t help but want to extract all his fat and light a lamp with it! What the hell is this!”

“Ha ha ha…” The young man in black laughed heartily, “What a lovely fat guy! It’s absolutely adorable to see you get frustrated by his existence!”

A trace of anger flashed across the face of the white-clothed youth as he shouted, “Don’t change the subject! You lost this bet! Hurry and fulfill your promise, hand over the stake to me!”

“Lost?”

The young man in black murmured to himself a couple of times, then lowered his head to ponder for a moment. He then swiped his finger and shouted, “Recall!”

With a swish, the scene of Chu Yang being tormented fifteen times in the nine calamity space replayed once more before him.

He focused intently, watching Chu Yang's expression with utmost concentration.

He was so earnest that he replayed it three times in a row.

Then, he gave a light shout: “Reverse!”

The scenery in front began to swiftly retreat, and the sound of wind whooshed. The most bizarre thing occurred: the experiences of Chu Yang's previous life were rapidly playing here, flashing by in quick succession. Then, it was the tumultuous struggles of Chu Yang's current life, all the grand experiences laid bare before them.

It was like a gigantic scroll of painting unfolding continuously before the young man in white and the young man in black.

Then he gazed thoughtfully at Chu Yang in the nine calamity space, his expression serious, his eyes filled with infinite admiration, saying, “It seems I really lost… But I’m quite pleased to lose. This kid’s temperament, I quite like it!”

The white-clothed youth said, “What? Did you see your own shadow in him?”

This statement was clearly a jest.

But the young man in black actually fell into deep thought. After a long while, he faintly said, “Indeed, seeing him being bullied by you, seeing him struggle so much along the way, I really feel he is quite similar to me, really quite similar…”

“Especially this arrogance, it feels like a kindred spirit.”

The young man in black chuckled, “Good kid! Good bones! Good spirit! Good arrogance!”

The white-clothed youth had initially been joking, but hearing the young man in black speak so seriously made him laugh, “Indeed, even I didn’t expect that beneath this kid’s cautious and low-key exterior, there would be such arrogance and unyielding spirit.”