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The information indicated that this was a horse spirit from the “All the Monsters of the World Should Unite and Become a Family” Monster Alliance, with a special talent for being a stud horse.

But the three-eyed youth didn’t believe a word of this information.

Because if the information was accurate, then a mere ordinary stud horse spirit would be terrified when facing Emperor Ma.

How could it possibly dare to boldly challenge Emperor Ma like this?

Song Shuhang turned around while covering his face with both hands and began to rub it. He aimed to create an expressionless look in case Senior Three-Eyed could read the answer from his face.

After rubbing away the smile on his face with great effort, Song Shuhang put on a stoic expression and said to Senior Three-Eyed, “Actually, when I summoned it just now, I thought I had summoned a horse demon from the ‘All the Monsters of the World Should Unite and Become a Family.’ But now it seems that there must have been some changes in the summoning process.” “Then what is the identity of this horse?” Senior Three-Eyed asked.

“Senior Three-Eyed… The bet has already begun, and the following information is confidential. I can’t allow you to learn a way to restrain it from my information!” Song Shuhang replied seriously.

“That makes sense,” the three-eyed youth nodded.

“Everyone, please take your positions. The race is about to begin,” another eyeball butler, now dressed as a referee, announced.

“Senior Ma, whether we win or lose depends on you!” Song Shuhang shouted to the horse.

If he could win the Heavenly Dao Eye Drops from Senior Three-Eyed, he would have to distribute a considerable amount of wealth. The eye drops were ample enough for every member of the Nine Provinces Number One Group to have a small portion. There would still be plenty left.

At that time, he could use another trick in the ‘Wealth Distribution’ segment— first exchange some treasures with the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group using the Heavenly Dao Eye Drops, and then use these treasures to replenish the Wealth Distribution Throne.

The first two times he distributed his wealth, he had used a trick.

This time, he had to genuinely hold a Wealth Distribution Throne meeting. After all, this was an important part of the agreement with Senior Three-Eyed, and he couldn’t always avoid it.

Additionally, Song Shuhang had a suitable place to distribute his wealth—the Spirit River Su Clan’s annual meeting.

As the first Sage in a thousand years, he naturally couldn’t attend the Spirit

River Su Clan’s annual meeting empty-handed. When the Wealth Distribution Throne was opened, he would be able to keep his promise to the three-eyed youth.

Senior Ma approached Song Shuhang. It stood up on its hind legs and placed one of its front hooves on Song Shuhang’s shoulder while appearing quite mischievous.

After patting Song Shuhang, Senior Ma moved forward and took its position at the starting line.

“Little Tyrannical Song… Just a reminder, there are rules for horse racing. After the race begins, you are absolutely not allowed to kick other horses. Otherwise, you will lose your qualification and fail,” Senior Three-Eyed warned him.

He was concerned that the black horse summoned by Song Shuhang might suddenly attack the other horses during the race.

He had a feeling that this black horse would certainly do that.

“Don’t worry, Senior Three-Eyed. I’m familiar with the rules of the competition,” Song Shuhang nodded and secretly reminded Senior Ma.

“That’s good,” Senior Three-Eyed nodded. As long as the black horse didn’t show any black hooves during the competition, there was still a high chance that the Emperor Ma he had summoned would win.

The divine horses summoned took their positions. Emperor Ma stood in position 5, while the drama horse stood in position 8.

The gate to the racetrack opened.

No. 5 took the lead and galloped ahead.

The eight other divine horses, summoned randomly, followed suit while utilizing their divine abilities to trail closely behind.

However, the black horse seemed distracted and did not move immediately.

Song Shuhang was left speechless.

Soon, Emperor Ma was halfway through the race track.

Meanwhile, the black horse continued to follow the other horses at a moderate pace.

It was running normally and didn’t use its black hooves or any special abilities. It strictly adhered to the rules.

“I see. A horse that excels in fighting may not be good at running.” Senior Three-Eyed felt more at ease. “Profound Sage Tyrannical Song, you can do it!”

“Don’t lose to a three-eyed brat!”

“Run and overtake Emperor Ma!”

All the Eyeball Butler clones in the audience cheered at the top of their lungs. “I’ll roast it on the fire later,” Senior Three-Eyed muttered through gritted teeth.

“You’re spoiling him too much, Senior,” Song Shuhang sighed.

“You’re going to lose,” Senior Three-Eyed said cheerfully.

“Don’t determine the winner or loser until the very end, ” Song Shuhang said calmly.

As he spoke, the horse began overtaking the others one by one. The horses that had originally been in front of him were left behind, one by one.

The horse was panting and sweating.

Senior Three-Eyed furrowed his brows. The third eye on his forehead squeezed shut.

There was something amiss with this situation!

As renowned divine horses from the universe, even if their attributes were limited by the ‘prototype of a racing horse,’ their endurance couldn’t be this bad.

It seemed like they were under tremendous pressure.

Senior Three-Eyed had guessed correctly.

At this moment, all the divine horses on the stage were indeed under immense pressure, both physically and mentally.

Heaven and earth were restraining their progress, and space felt frozen. When the divine horses ran forward, it was as if they were colliding with a solid wall.

At the same time, there was an indescribable pressure in their hearts.

The black horse appeared like a demon king and grew incredibly massive. They had all turned into tiny insects beneath the hooves of the black horse and were about to be easily crushed.

Two breaths later.

The eight randomly summoned divine horses had already fallen behind the drama horse. It continued to run behind Emperor Ma while maintaining a half-body length lead.

Emperor Ma couldn’t help but glance at the black horse, his eyes filled with panic.

“Heehee-” the black horse suddenly stood upright.

Emperor Ma screamed in fear and desperately rushed toward the finish line.

A human-like grin appeared on the black horse’s face.

In the next moment, it began to stride forward with all its might. Its two hind legs executed a mysterious footwork while maintaining its upright posture.

“The upgraded movement technique from the Virtuous Man’s Ten Thousand Mile Walk, Celestial Sprint?” Song Shuhang exclaimed.

The large black horse utilized Celestial Sprint and overtook Emperor Ma in the blink of an eye as it crossed the finish line first. It raised its hooves high and bowed to the audience.

The bet had concluded.

The winner was Song Shuhang.

“I lost again,” Senior Three-Eyed said disappointedly.

Nevertheless, it was better to lose this time. Winning meant that Song Shuhang would not only obtain the Heavenly Dao Eye Drops but also take away the Ruler of the Netherworld Orb.

Hence, whether he won or lost, it was advantageous.

If he won, he would take away his money.

If he lost, he could sit back and watch this fat ball chase after Little Tyrannical Song.

He was suddenly in high spirits..