C6 Bet

All the elders shifted their gazes onto Fang Qing. Some of them had a look of pity in their eyes as they helplessly shook their heads.

A bunch of old foxes.

Fang Qing looked at the elders in the arena who had strange expressions on their faces, and could not help but curse inwardly. However, they did not show any hostility on their faces, and still maintained their calm demeanor.

The Fang family's patriarch, Fang Yuntian, glanced at Fang Qing with a complicated expression. Even though he wanted to protect his son, under the pressure of so many things, Fang Yuntian was helpless to do anything.

Shaking his head and sighing, Fang Yuntian frowned as he said to Fang Qing: "Fang Qing, as a descendant of the Fang family, I am indeed a little disappointed in your performance today. With your talent, I am afraid that you will not be able to become a Soul Controller in the future.

"Patriarch."

Without waiting for Fang Yuntian to finish, Fang Qing cupped his hands and interrupted him, still maintaining a calm expression as he continued, "I am aware of the Fang family's ancestor's teachings, as long as it is a son of the family who is unable to summon Chen Ling, he will not be able to become a Soul Controller.

Saying that, Fang Qing paused, looked around at the elders, and continued: "However, it's not that I didn't summon Chen Ling today, it's just that the Chen Ling I summon doesn't have a rank, so, according to the clan's rules, I shouldn't go to the Hall of Matters."

"How dare you!"

With a light shout, the Great Clan Elder stood up and glared at Fang Qing without any emotion as he said, "Fang Qing, how dare you interrupt the Patriarch's speech. Furthermore, your performance today is something that everyone has witnessed, you summoned a Chen Ling of no rank, the worst of all the heirs, what qualifications do you have to act arrogantly here?"

Fang Qing and the Great Clan Elder looked at each other, their eyes still void of emotion.

Since he was young, Fang Qing had a very deep impression of this Great Elder. This person had always been picky with his eyebrows raised, no matter how good he was, Great Elder Fang Hongming would always find something wrong and point it out harshly.

It was only until he had grown up that Fang Qing finally realized that all of this was not because the Great Clan Elder was harsh on him. Instead, it was because he was secretly trying to figure out the Patriarch's position, hoping to find a chance to topple his father so that he could become the next Patriarch.

However, Fang Yuntian did not bother with him. Seeing that Fang Hong Ming was the benefactor of the Fang family, he did not care about it, so he endured as long as he could, in order to avoid hurting the family's relationship.

Thinking about this, Fang Qing revealed a faint smile, and said to him: "What Great Clan Elder said is correct. From today's test, I have indeed summoned a Chen Ling of no rank, I merely pointed out a loophole in the clan's rules."

After pausing for a moment, Fang Qing continued to speak with a smile: "The Great Clan Elder has always been meticulous and meticulous, the younger generation like us admired him greatly. Therefore, I believe that with Great Clan Elder's personality, you must have remembered the rules and teachings of the clan better than me."

He never would have thought that Fang Qing would actually say such a thing. Although this sentence looked normal, it wasn't anything special, but the meticulous Fang Hongming could feel that this Fang Qing was indeed very quick-witted. First, he put on a high hat, and then, he brought up the teachings of his ancestors.

If I agree with his opinion and do things meticulously, then I will follow the clan rules and cannot assign Fang Qing to the Hall of Affairs. But if I don't admit it myself, it would be equivalent to deceiving my master and forgetting our ancestors.

Looking at Fang Qing, Fang Hongming could not help but clench his teeth, thinking that this brat was truly sinister. However, Fang Hongming did not give up on pressuring Fang Qing, he looked at the few elders, and then revealed a sly smile.

Patriarch, although Fang Qing had summoned Chen Ling during the assessment, I am afraid that the chances of him becoming a Soul Controller is very slim. Furthermore, the cultivation resources of the Fang family are limited, so they cannot afford to waste such resources.

"That's right, Clan Head, Fang Qing's Innate Ability is too poor, the summoned Chen Ling does not even have a rank. Thus, I feel that the Great Elder is right, there is no need to waste time and resources on him."

"Fang Qing is making a ruckus in the Main Hall. As a descendant of the Fang family, it's very impolite of him. Furthermore, in terms of strength, he's at the bottom of the Fang family.

Fang Qing looked at the crowd and silently cursed them for being ignorant. Although Fat butt did not have a rank, his strength was not something that those Star rank Chens could compare to. From this point, he guessed that the Chen Ling that he had summoned should be above everyone else.

But since Fang Qing did not want to explain, he was too lazy to. Looking at the situation in front of him, even if he had explained the truth of the matter, who would believe it? So, it was better not to waste words.

When everyone finished, Fang Qing cupped his hands and said to Fang Yuntian: "Patriarch, I wonder if you would allow me to say a few words."

"Go ahead." Fang Yuntian said as he held his forehead with one hand and stroking his temples with great effort to ease his headache.

Fang Qing put his hand down, and said to everyone: "How about this, I will make a bet with all of you uncles, and bet whether or not I can become a Soul Controller."

"Interesting, I wonder what you want to bet on?" Great Elder Fang Hongming looked at Fang Qing with a smile that was not a smile. His eyes were filled with disdain, as if saying, "You have lost for sure."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Qing and they were all very curious as to what kind of bet Fang Qing wanted to make.

Fang Yuntian did not understand what Fang Qing was doing either. He frowned, and revealed a worried expression.

Fang Qing raised three of his fingers, and said to Fang Hong Ming: "Three days, if in three days, I can successfully become a Soul Controller, then, I will continue to enjoy the clan's resources and continue to cultivate, at the same time, I hope the Patriarch can take back his orders."

"Three days?"

"Really? Am I hearing things?" Is that kid really talking about becoming a Soul Controller in three days? "

"This matter is truly new. I am very curious, just how did a brat who could not summon out a high level Chenchen become a Soul Controller in three days?"