As soon as they heard that Wang Yan was about to gamble again, all the demon cultivators were stunned. Not only the dozens of demon cultivators who had been arguing just now, but even the entire Mount Fuji's demon cultivators slowly quieted down, turning their gaze towards Wang Yan.
Wang Yan cast a casual glance over the gathered demon cultivators and said, "I gamble with integrity, and this time, I bet on the demon souls in your hands. One for one. If you lose, you hand over your demon soul to me. If you win, I'll pay you an identical demon soul."
Hearing this, Jing Bian couldn't help but shiver. He had lost terribly yesterday, and the mention of gambling scared him, so he backed away quickly.
The people who gambled with Wang Yan yesterday, including Blackfoot, were also hesitant and didn't dare to speak.
For a moment, the entire top of Mount Fuji was dead silent.
