God-level Streamer
Chapter 854 - 855

Chapter 854: 855

Wu Xiang placed a bet, but it seemed like the amount he bet against himself didn’t matter much!

Because Changlin didn’t know about Yang Kun and Xue Hai’s scheming, he naturally felt confused.

However, he wasn’t a fool. At this time, Yang Kun’s words obviously had some flaws, and he became more vigilant.

"That’s right, it’s about raising the bet amount," Yang Kun said indifferently, "Changlin, I don’t care what you think, but if you increase the bet amount by another ten billion this time, the Legion will suppress the matter with you and Zhao Enrong. Otherwise, the Legion will sue you and Zhao Enrong. Although you might just end up paying a fine, if you think about managing your family and dealing with the Legion, you can forget it!"

This was an outright and open plot, and Yang Kun wasn’t worried about Changlin’s resistance.

If Changlin wanted to continue in the live streaming arena, he had to accept this condition.

Of course, if Changlin really didn’t want to continue in the live streaming industry, then there was nothing Yang Kun could do.

However, he believed that Changlin would definitely not give up, having gathered so many fans; no one would give up easily.

"Fine, I agree!" Changlin clenched his teeth and coldly uttered.

Afterward, he ended the conversation.

Damn it, this Yang Kun, just relentless in causing trouble!

Inside, Changlin felt angry, naturally.

But what could he do? The leverage was in someone else’s hands. Unless he wanted everything to fall apart, he had no choice but to compromise.

"Mr. Li." On the other side, seeing that Changlin had ended the call, Mo Penghong and Fang Xiaowei both looked over.

They had clearly heard Changlin’s conversation.

Changlin was actually doing live streaming, which seemed strange to them, but they didn’t speculate wildly.

Changlin put away his phone and took the opportunity to exchange two Life Fruits.

Then, he pulled them out of his pocket and tossed them directly at the two men, "This is the Holy Fruit of my sect. Eat these first, then we can talk."

Mo Penghong and Fang Xiaowei easily caught the fruits.

The two men looked at the item in their hands, feeling somewhat puzzled.

"Mr. Li, what exactly is this fruit? Please inform us first." Being seasoned figures, they wouldn’t randomly eat something pulled from someone’s pocket.

Although the fruit looked harmless, it was necessary to be cautious.

"My sect calls this the Holy Fruit. If you have doubts, you can have someone else taste it first," Changlin said, still annoyed. Seeing their cautious behavior, he was displeased.

Mo Penghong and Fang Xiaowei exchanged hesitant smiles and after a glance at each other, Mo Penghong gave a nod and then put the Life Fruit in his mouth.

The Life Fruit melted immediately upon entering his mouth, not requiring Mo Penghong to chew; as it turned into a clear stream flowing down his throat, soon he felt a slight change in his body.

Frowning slightly, Mo Penghong was temporarily unable to describe the feeling.

Sitting next to him, Fang Xiaowei noticed, and realizing that the fruit likely had no issues, if not Mo Penghong’s face wouldn’t show such an expression.

Therefore, he also put the fruit in his mouth.

Soon, Fang Xiaowei sensed it too.

He was in the Late Stage of Virtual Energy, and his strength hadn’t increased for a long time.

Now, even though this Life Fruit only increased his strength by a mere hundred pounds, Fang Xiaowei immediately felt it.

"This, this fruit actually has such miraculous effects!" Fang Xiaowei looked at Li excitedly. If eating one fruit could increase his strength by a hundred pounds, then wouldn’t he just need to eat two or three hundred fruits to match Chen Haixuan!

Although even Fang Xiaowei himself found the thought somewhat bizarre, since Changlin called it a Holy Fruit, it clearly would not be ineffective after just one or two.

Especially since Changlin mentioned that they should eat and then talk, which likely meant letting them experience the power of the Holy Fruit before discussing terms.

"Uncle, what exactly is remarkable about this fruit?" Mo Penghong, who was at the Peak of Early Stage of Virtual Strength, would indeed not feel much from an increase of a hundred pounds if his stage didn’t advance to the Middle Stage of Virtual Strength.

Fang Xiaowei seemed to realize this now, so he leaned over and quietly shared the effects.

"What, what!" Mo Penghong was startled and couldn’t maintain his composure.

He looked at Changlin, his eyes blazing as if Changlin was the Life Fruit itself, almost feeling an urge to pounce on him and take a fierce bite.

"What exactly did Elder Fang say to make him so excited?" Because Fang Xiaowei and Mo Penghong spoke in extremely hushed voices, Mo Dongshen and Mo Dongqiang, who were sitting not far away, didn’t hear anything.

Seeing their elder in such a daze, they couldn’t help but feel a bit downhearted while also feeling irritated that Elder Fang spoke as if he didn’t want them to overhear some secret.

It indeed was a secret, one that could potentially empower the Mo Family.

Fang Xiaowei wasn’t foolish; the reason Changlin didn’t spell it out was because of fear of leaking secrets!

Although Mo Dongshen and Mo Dongqiang were high-ranking in the Mo Family and wouldn’t harm the Mo Family’s interests, they both had families. After gaining such a Holy Fruit, they might accidentally divulge this secret in a moment of indiscretion.

A secret is only a secret if few know about it. If too many people knew about the effects of the Holy Fruit, there would soon be no secret left to speak of.

Possibly, the information about the Holy Fruit could be exposed at any time, bringing disaster to the Mo Family—an outcome Fang Xiaowei did not want to see.

He kept silent wisely.

And although Mo Penghong was shocked, he too did not reveal the power of the Holy Fruit, clearly understanding Fang Xiaowei’s intentions.

"Mr. Li." Finally, Mo Penghong calmed down, took a moment to think, and then bowed saying, "This Holy Fruit, I wonder how many my uncle could take with his cultivation?"

Knowing the power of the Life Fruit, it was also necessary to understand its limitations.

If even someone with Fang Xiaowei’s capability could only take ten or so fruits, it really wouldn’t be very significant.

"With Elder Fang’s cultivation, I estimate he could take about three hundred or so," Changlin smiled, holding up three fingers.