Chapter 1124: Jiang Cheng’s Conditions
Of course Qiu Yuxuan would never believe that kind of bullshit.
Any time this guy has the chance to take advantage of her, he never misses it.
This time he was hemming and hawing—obviously he didn’t have the slightest confidence he could win.
Thinking of the "trauma" from those last two bets, all her old and new grudges surged up at once!
She had zero intention of letting Jiang Cheng off the hook.
This was a rare chance at victory; she had to turn the tables in one go!
She took a step forward, almost close enough that her face touched Brother Cheng’s.
Her breath was fragrant and intoxicating, but there was nothing polite about her tone.
"Quit the chatter. Just answer one thing—do you dare bet or not?"
Looking at her dazzling eyes under those thick lashes, brimming with aggression, Jiang Cheng’s lips twitched.
"You provoking me?"
"So what if I am?" Qiu Yuxuan shot back needle for needle.
Sect Leader Jiang’s expression turned subtle as he drawled, "You’re not afraid I’m just putting on an act, pretending to be weak to lure you in, actually waiting for you to come beg me for a bet?"
When he said that, Qiu Yuxuan’s heart really did give a jolt.
She’d had a full taste of Jiang Cheng’s cunning and shamelessness.
This man was very good at playing mind games.
It really wasn’t impossible he was deliberately setting a trap.
But then she thought again—the bet was on their Immortal Official Ranks.
One of them, at best, couldn’t possibly get higher than Seventh Grade.
The other, at minimum, was guaranteed Sixth-grade.
These two outcomes were set in stone, okay?
And this was arranged by the Division of Personnel, completely beyond Jiang Cheng’s control—he couldn’t cheat even if he wanted to.
So it was impossible for her to lose!
On the other hand, if he really could win, he wouldn’t say that line to "remind" her.
The fact he said it meant he was bluffing.
He was just using those words to scare her, make her paranoid and too spooked to bet.
"Heh, I don’t think you’re pretending to be weak—you’re actually weak. You’re done."
Brother Cheng was a bit displeased. "Don’t ever tell a man he’s done."
Qiu Yuxuan snorted.
"If you’re a man, then agree cleanly."
Brother Cheng ground his teeth. Damn, this girl was especially cocky today!
He held himself back.
"Provocation Techniques don’t work on me."
With that, he directly turned his head aside.
But how could Qiu Yuxuan possibly let this chance go?
"Spineless coward!"
She mocked him mercilessly.
Not long ago, those exact three words were what Jiang Cheng had used to bait her.
Now that they were thrown back at him, even Brother Cheng couldn’t help taking a deep breath.
Right after, he slowly let out that breath, calming himself down.
"It’s just a crude Provocation Technique, say whatever you wa—"
"You’ve got no balls!" Qiu Yuxuan cut him off.
The moment those three words came out, the others in the hall nearly collapsed to the floor.
Especially Yaolang Daoist Venerable, who felt like she was getting to know Qiu Yuxuan all over again.
In their eyes, Qiu Yuxuan was a goddess untouched by worldly smoke and fire—how could she spit out such vulgar words?
Brother Cheng held his hands level, slowly pressing them down as he painfully forced that surge of anger back down.
Only then did he turn around and glare at her fiercely.
"I’m warning you, don’t push your luck!"
Seeing him this riled up, Qiu Yuxuan felt unspeakably satisfied inside.
So you have days like this too?
Rare, huh!
Too rare—she’d finally forced this guy into a corner.
She had to go in for the kill, show no mercy, and smash him flat!
"I actually thought you were somebody. Turns out you’re this much of a wuss..."
Jiang Cheng finally seemed unable to take the goading anymore.
"How do you want to bet?"
Seeing him finally step into the trap, Qiu Yuxuan almost burst out cheering in excitement.
She forcibly suppressed her inner exhilaration and laid out her terms as quickly as she could in an even tone.
"If I win, those two previous bets have to be completely reversed."
"Reversed? What do you mean?"
Qiu Yuxuan locked her gaze on Jiang Cheng’s eyes and said harshly, "It means from now on, you become my servant, and half of all your spoils belong to me!"
At this point, just canceling those two old bets wasn’t enough to cool her anger.
She had to pay it all back in full!
Otherwise her mind would never be at ease.
As soon as she laid down that wager, the others didn’t react much, but the Three-Eyed Tiger was startled.
"Isn’t that a bit too ruthless? Betting this big?"
This was Brother Cheng, who played the boss everywhere he went!
Make him a servant?
And take half of this iron miser’s earnings?
Girl, you sure have big dreams.
Even Jiang Cheng couldn’t help frowning. "You’re really asking for the moon here."
Miss Qiu refused to give an inch. "So what? Isn’t this exactly your style? As long as you don’t lose, you don’t have to pay anything. Or do you yourself think you’re definitely going to lose?"
Brother Cheng sighed.
"You really don’t leave any room to back out, huh."
Qiu Yuxuan was certain of victory; why would she need any way out?
Right now she was only worried Jiang Cheng would regret it and refuse to bet.
So all she did was urge him on.
"You can state your terms now."
She let out a smile full of mockery. "After all, it’s not like you have zero chance of winning."
Brother Cheng did some quick calculations in his head.
There wasn’t actually that much left he could squeeze out of Qiu Yuxuan.
He couldn’t very well demand all of her future spoils.
If she had no resources at all, she’d have no way to grow.
If she didn’t get stronger, how could she obtain more and higher-level treasures and resources?
So he had to leave her half, fatten her up slowly, and harvest her wool sustainably.
Rather than starving the sheep to death and not even giving it grass.
If Qiu Yuxuan knew about this penny-pinching little scheme, she’d probably explode with rage.
"Since you want those two bets reversed, then if I win, from now on you’ll have to unconditionally grant me two requests."
Qiu Yuxuan’s eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"
"It means I’ll have two chances in the future to order you to do anything."
"Anything?"
Jiang Cheng nodded. "That’s right. No matter what it is—even if it goes against your concepts and convictions, even if others despise you for it, even if it’s harmful to you—you must carry it out immediately and unconditionally!"
This time, everyone in the hall was dumbfounded again.
They’d just thought Qiu Yuxuan was asking too much; now they realized he was the blackest of them all.
This condition was outrageous.
By Jiang Cheng’s wording, even if he told Qiu Yuxuan to hurt herself, even if he ordered her to betray the Celestial Palace and defect to the Evil Immortal Realm, she would have to obey.
Otherwise she’d be breaking their agreement.
Of course, the premise was that he had to win.
"Aren’t you going too far?"
The still-smug Qiu Yuxuan instantly flared up.
This condition basically sold her off, okay?
This wasn’t just a bet anymore; it was gambling with her life—one wrong move and her whole future was ruined.
"Exactly, you absolutely can’t agree!"
Yaolang Daoist Venerable and the other Supremes quickly stepped in to stop her.
"This kind of bet is meaningless!"
"Hmph, two arbitrary requests—I’ve never seen such an excessive condition!"
"Fairy Yu Xuan, forget it. This man is clearly plotting to harm you."
"That’s right, you must not fall into his trap."
Forget them—even the Three-Eyed Tiger was stunned.
He finally understood how Brother Cheng kept Qiu Yuxuan in check.
With bets like this, who could handle it?
Lose once and half your life is gone; lose twice and you don’t even belong to yourself anymore.