We bear people have power

Explaining the kinship between pandas and black bears would probably require a double PhD in genetics and biology to write a paper of hundreds of thousands of words, so Guan Bo could only stare blankly.

At this moment, Gongsun Jing whispered a few words in Lingxiu's ear, and the little girl said somewhat shyly, "If you don't believe in the connections of Luojia Mountain, do you recognize this thing?"

Lingxiu took out a gleaming token from her bosom. The front of the token featured crossed pistols and a lotus flower, while the back had reliefs of a pair of fire wheels and a magic ribbon.

Black Impermanence squinted at him, looking him over suspiciously. "The waist token of the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas? What is your relationship with Nezha, the Third Prince?"

Lingxiu pouted and said reluctantly, "He's my brother."

Black Impermanence's expression at that time was like this (=_=).

"Hey, you guys are really into calling each other 'brother,' aren't you? When did Nezha get a little sister? I've never heard of it!"

Black Impermanence felt that this group of people were insulting his intelligence and knowledge, and he almost wanted to roll up his sleeves and beat them all up.

Lingxiu snorted and said, "Believe it or not, it's up to you."

The little girl didn't really want to be recognized as Nezha's sister, but she reluctantly agreed after listening to Gongsun Jing's words and wanting to maintain peace.

However, this posture left Black Impermanence somewhat unsure of what to do.

He thought to himself: This panda spirit's Buddhist magical powers are fake, but it's plausible that he has some connection with a Bodhisattva. And the token in the little girl's hand is not fake either; it's a personal item of the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, and even if he and Nezha are not siblings, they must have a close relationship.

It's better to believe it exists than not to believe it doesn't, so as to avoid causing trouble for yourself later.

With this idea in mind, Black Impermanence and White Impermanence made a deal.

Having worked together for countless millennia, the two naturally shared a deep understanding. Seeing the White Impermanence nod, the Black Impermanence decided to take the opportunity to comply.

"Well, I'll believe you for now. But the underworld has its own rules, and things don't happen more than three times. This is the third time you've taken a soul, so it's naturally the last time. In that case, we'll make a bet three times. If you win, we won't take the soul anymore."

Guan Bo breathed a slight sigh of relief upon hearing Black Impermanence's words. If he were to actually fight the two Impermanences to the death, it would undoubtedly be much more troublesome.

"So what's the structure of these three betting matches?" Guan Bo asked.

"Simple, best of three, and each match will have a treasure as a prize," Black Impermanence laughed.

Upon hearing this rule, Guan Bo knew that Hei Wuchang must frequently make bets with people.

This best-of-three rule is also a way to gracefully back down. By casually throwing the game, the matter of the instigator can be easily resolved, and if the person causing trouble is sensible enough to lose a game as a token of appreciation, it can be considered a bribe.

If everyone benefits, then harmony can be maintained.

As for the two matches they lost, the Black and White Impermanence wouldn't actually bring out any "treasures"; they would just make a token gesture.

With this tacit understanding in mind, Guan Bo and Hei Wuchang exchanged a smile and agreed, "This method is excellent. I wonder what treasures Seventh Master and Eighth Master would like to offer as a prize?"

"Well, I have a bowl of Meng Po soup, a Three Lives Stone, and a bag of Yellow Spring Sand here. If you win, you can choose any of them. As for what treasures you can offer as a prize, that's up to you."

Upon hearing about these three treasures, Guan Bo became even more certain of his earlier thought.

Meng Po soup, the Three Lives Stone, and the Yellow Springs Sand are rare items in the mortal world, but to the ghost messengers, they are as common as steamed buns from a roadside stall. While they aren't exactly free, they aren't particularly valuable either.

Guan Bo thought for a moment and then took out a broken black stone.

"This is a magical artifact forged from nine great mountains during the primordial era. It can draw upon the essence of the earth to temper the body, making it a rare treasure. What do you think, Seventh Master?"

Guan Bo offered the broken Xuan Iron Mountain as a prize, intending to give away this useless treasure. Strengthening his body and increasing his defenses was truly meaningless to Guan Bo.

Even Gongsun Jing and Lingxiu wouldn't need this treasure. Human cultivators' physiques simply can't compare to those of demons. Instead of spending time tempering their physical bodies, it's more worthwhile to hone their magical power and make their flying swords more formidable.

Upon hearing the words "essence of earth," Black Impermanence's eyes lit up. Mountains from the primordial era are indeed rare sights today.

Seeing that Hei Wuchang was satisfied, Guan Bo got stuck.

He suddenly realized he was incredibly poor; besides this broken Xuan Iron Mountain, he had no other treasures to offer. He glanced back at Gongsun Jing, and before he could speak, she gave Guan Bo a look.

"No! Get lost!" Guan Bo instantly understood what he meant.

It wasn't that she was stingy; Gongsun Jing was genuinely poor. Aside from her flying sword, she had nothing else. She didn't even have a pouch to carry things, nor did she possess a magical artifact for transportation. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so eager for a mount.

Although they had reached an understanding, they would only give one treasure at most, but it still had to be presentable. Otherwise, with so many ghost messengers watching, even the Black and White Impermanence couldn't go too far, could they?

Guan Bo's eyes darted around, and he pointed at Xiong Shanjun, saying, "If this transformed demon loses, Seventh Master, you can have its demon core."

Xiongshanjun: 0_0?

Xiongshan-kun: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻ "What did I do to you?! Is there any justice in this world?! Do you want to fight?!"

Faced with Xiong Shanjun's three questions in quick succession, Guan Bo quickly whispered to him, "It's just a temporary measure. Anyway, we're bound to win, and the Black and White Impermanence will definitely let us win."

"Bullshit! If you were so sure, why didn't you use your demon core as a wager?!" Xiong Shanjun was clearly unconvinced.

"Then I need to have a demon core! But I don't have one." Guan Bo shrugged. That couldn't be more true; he didn't have a demon core.

Xiong Shanjun wanted to say something, but Guan Bo didn't have time to waste with him. He gave Gongsun Jing a look, and Xiong Shanjun was silenced by the beast-taming circle, only able to glare at Guan Bo with his eyes.

Although this demon core wasn't very effective against the ghost messengers, it could still be considered a treasure, so Black Impermanence naturally had no objections.

However, it's really difficult to gather the last item in such a short time.

After thinking it over, Guan Bo could only turn to Baiwa and ask, "Look how poor we are, we've even thrown our pets out. Do you have any secret weapons you can use to tide us over?"

Baiwa knew Guan Bo was helping her, but she had only just learned she was a demon; where would she get any treasures? If she had treasures, she wouldn't have needed to remove her own bones to use as magical artifacts.

However, the young girl was quick-witted and reminded Guan Bo, "I guess Master Liaoyi must have some treasures."

Guan Bo thought to himself, "That makes sense!"

But then I thought about it again. This little girl looks so innocent and naive. She betrayed Master Liaoyi with just one sentence. I don't know if she did it intentionally or unintentionally.

Guan Bo only reminded himself of one thing: no matter what age, women are all vengeful.

"Seventh Master, please wait a moment, I'll be right back." Guan Bo immediately mounted the wind and flew towards where Master Liaoyi was staying.

That guy looked poor and shabby, so I wonder if he has any valuable possessions to offer.