Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

"Bet?" Hearing this, Ying Long suddenly closed his mouth, showing a strange, thoughtful expression.

During the long years of captivity, he has become too lazy to be interested in most things, and usually spends time sleeping basically.

But before that, what he liked most in his life was betting and testing human nature... but those memories were too long ago, so long that he almost forgot that he had this hobby.

In addition, among the low-level ants who have not yet transformed, this human is the first to dare to bet with him.

For the first time in his life, Ying Long has an extra tolerant attitude, because the first time often means "worth remembering and recollecting", so he bent down his huge head again, intending to hear what this human being will come up with. The content of the bet.

If the bet is really boring, it's not too late to kill him.

"What I want to bet you is." Qiu Changtian said in a deep voice, "If the human being who arrives here next is faced with a dilemma between 'emotion' and 'interest', I bet he will eventually choose the former."

Yinglong's golden vertical pupils squinted, and his thoughts had begun to turn rapidly.

This bet is a test of the value orientation of individual human beings, whether it is inclined to "emphasis on love and righteousness" or "interest first".

Those who are tested are limited to "the humans who arrive here next", which means that they have a certain degree of unpredictability.

These conditions mentioned by the other party have no obvious dominant tendency, which is relatively fair. This bet can be agreed, but...

"Yes, then I'll bet that he will choose the interests." Ying Long said in a deep voice, "But the specific test for them to make a choice is up to me to decide."

Qiu Changtian sneered:

"How does this work? Since it is a bet on his choice, the 'feelings' and 'interests' on both ends of the scale should at least be of equal value, and both of us must agree."

"If the content of the test is decided by Lord Yinglong, you only need to take out the huge benefits of the sky, and then put it together with the trivial feelings, and let him make the choice, then I will lose without a doubt?"

"How could I do such a boring thing?" Yinglong spat out a fierce anger disdainfully, and melted a large piece of the rock under his feet, "If you can't believe me, you can't take this bet."

Not betting means that Ying Long loses interest in him, and it is self-evident what his fate will be.

So Qiu Changtian pretended to struggle for a while, and finally had to compromise and said:

"I have to play this bet. Since this is the case, I can only trust you for the time being."

"The bet I ask is: If I win, you need to release your dragon power for a moment, and then give me a drop of blood."

Yinglong was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and suddenly burst into laughter, causing the whole mountain of knives to tremble and crack:

"Interesting, really interesting! You actually want my blood essence? Do you know what a drop of my undiluted blood essence means?"

"You, too, dare to covet? Are you also worthy of coveting?"

Qiu Changtian said expressionlessly:

"Master Yinglong is now a prisoner under the order. He has been bled for so many years. Why don't you give me a drop of blood?"

"Heh." Ying Long said jokingly, "I wasn't forced to bleed, but I lost a bet with a certain immortal in your human race. In order to fulfill my oath, I had to stay here for a while, and all I donated were ordinary blood. "

"Let's get down to business, since you have the courage to bet on my blood, it's not impossible... but what kind of equivalent bet can you exchange?"

"Whether the bets are equal, isn't it Master Yinglong who has the final say?" Qiu Changtian sneered, "In that case, why don't you ask for the price directly."

"You do have self-knowledge." Ying Long said with a humane mocking expression, "There is nothing in you that I can like."

"If you lose, I will kill you; if you win, I can do as you say and give you a drop of blood."

"But you also have to promise me a request, so that the stakes are equal, how?"

"Okay." Qiu Changtian nodded.

If you lose the bet, you will be killed; if you don't bet, you will also be killed.

Therefore, the price to be paid for losing the bet does not need to be considered at all. What matters is whether the "one drop of blood essence" and "one request" after winning the bet are equivalent.

Of course, this question can't be asked directly, because Ying Long definitely disdains to make any guarantees in advance.

In Ying Long's view, just being willing to bet with this ant under your feet is already the greatest gift to the ant-you want more fairness, and you deserve it?

Of course, if Ying Long knew what the Kunlun Mirror was, he would probably put away such contempt.

However, he didn't know it, so he was bound to lose.

………………

After Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu teleported away again, Qiu Changcai rode the sword light out from the back of the mountain and said:

"Looks like I won."

"Hmph." Ying Long was obviously a little embarrassed.

After all, the bet was promised by him in advance, and the specific test content was also designed by him, but he still lost the bet... I didn't lose so much in my memory!

The only explanation is that the two people who just arrived here, no matter what kind of test they encounter, their reaction is actually expected by the other party.

"You have known these two Shushan disciples for a long time, and you know that they are practicing the Taoism of inquiring about love, right?" Ying Long asked him with a bad expression.

Qiu Changtian didn't talk to him at all, just said lightly:

"This has nothing to do with our gambling contract. Or is it that Lord Yinglong intends to deny it?"

Ying Long was even more annoyed when he heard this, so he could only snort, and forced his way down the stairs:

"How can I go back on it? Anyway, even the lost bet is good for me."

It folded its five-colored wings, the golden vertical pupils suddenly increased, and the boundless Longwei exploded like a nuclear bomb in an instant!

Facing Longwei's Qiu Changtian head-on, it was as if a small boat was hit by the tsunami waves, and it almost didn't fall to the ground. It took a lot of effort to stabilize its figure in the air.

When Ying Long saw his embarrassed appearance, his remaining anger disappeared immediately, so he lazily put away Long Wei and said:

"All right?"

After confirming that the Kunlun mirror had recorded the other party in the mirror, Qiu Changcai nodded palely.

"Very good, remember your promise." Ying Long slightly bruised his heart, spilled a drop of blood from his heart, and spit it out in front of him.

"If you have the opportunity to go to the Eastern Emperor Realm, go find my daughter and take her to the Beiming Youjing Realm."

Yinglong's daughter? Qiu Changtian thought for a moment, then took out the clean bottle, packed the drop of blood essence, and asked:

"Where is Ling's daughter located? What features~www.NovelMTL.com~ can be identified?"

Ying Long was silent for a long time, as if he was caught in some kind of long-lasting thoughts, before he said:

"Her nickname is 'Dragon Fox'."

"At the same time, she has the blood of human, dragon and fox, which makes her look like a white fox, but she has the golden eyes of a dragon."

"Such a mixed-race appearance should be unique in the Eastern Emperor Realm."

"As for her location, I've been imprisoned in the tower for at least 100,000 years. How do I know?"

"I think she should be with her mother. If you see it, tell her mother for me..."

Having said that, Ying Long suddenly got stuck again.

"...Say something?" Qiu Changtian couldn't help asking when he saw that he didn't respond for a long time.

"No, nothing."

Yinglong closed his golden vertical pupils, wrapped his body around Daoshan, and stopped talking.