Everyone: Summoners are weak? One gold entry at level 1

Chapter 834 Jesus's Bet
Fuxi City, the main hall of the Emperor's Palace.

Inside the solemn and dignified hall, the atmosphere was strangely heavy. Feng Yi sat upright in the main seat, his brows slightly furrowed, his gaze fixed on the uninvited guests in the hall.

The leader, clad in a pure white papal robe adorned with gold patterns, held a golden scepter symbolizing supreme authority. His face was enveloped in a soft yet unapproachable holy light; he was none other than the current Pope of the Holy Light Church.

Jesus!

Behind him stood several cardinals, all radiating pure and powerful divine light energy, clearly at the peak of the Xuanxian realm or even half-step into the Golden Immortal realm.

Their gazes, like the tangible light of judgment, were fixed on Shen Fei, who stood silently below Feng Yi, or more precisely, on the God of Light beside Shen Fei, who wore a plain white robe and had silver hair like a waterfall.

“Elder Feng Yi,” Jesus’ voice was calm yet carried a penetrating power, echoing throughout the temple with a hint of thunder.

"We have traversed the heavens not to provoke conflict, but to seek justice and reclaim the lost stars of our Holy Court!"

His gaze turned to the God of Light, his eyes revealing a trace of sorrow and undeniable majesty. "Sylvia, my disciple, the Holy Light's former Daughter of the Holy See! Yet now she has been stripped of her freedom by such means, reduced to a mere... companion spirit driven by others!"

He emphasized the words "companion" heavily, with a deep sense of condemnation.

Although the Holy Light Church is nothing special in the eyes of the Five Heavens, its core doctrine is the pure faith in the source of light and the respect for individual will.

To turn a promising core disciple into a summoned beast subject to others is, in their eyes, nothing short of blasphemy and enslavement!
The expressions of several elders from the Imperial Palace inside the hall changed slightly.

Jesus himself came, bearing the righteous cause, and the identity of Sylvia, the Goddess of Light, has been confirmed by him; this matter is certain.

If the Emperor's Palace were to forcefully show favoritism, it would be morally reprehensible.

Although Wu Tian looked down on the Holy Light Court's foundation, the other party had the advantage of "reason" and had caught him red-handed, making Feng Yi feel troubled.

Shen Fei remained calm, slightly raising his eyes to look at Jesus and said, "Your Holiness is too kind. The conversion is a matter of cause and effect, not something I can force. As for Sylvia..."

He paused, then turned his gaze to the silent God of Light beside him.

The God of Light lowered his silver eyes, his exquisite face devoid of sorrow or joy, and the radiance flowing around him resonated faintly with the divine court phantom behind Shen Fei.

"She has now entered the realm of the Mysterious Immortal, and the breadth of her path and the depth of her potential are far beyond what they were before."

Shen Fei's voice carried an undeniable certainty, "May I ask Your Holiness, if she stayed in the Holy See, would she have such a destiny? To follow me is not a prison, but a path to a higher peak! The superiority of one over the other is obvious."

"Absurd!" a cardinal exclaimed angrily. "Solicitation of reason! This is stealing the very foundation of our Holy See and ruining people's futures!"

Jesus raised his hand, silencing his subordinates' agitation. He gazed at Shen Fei, his face, bathed in holy light, revealing neither joy nor anger: "Shen Fei, we have also heard of your talent."

To attain the status of a Mysterious Immortal under the Chaos Tribulation is unprecedented in history.

However, the struggle for the Great Dao is not merely about the level of one's attainment, but more importantly, about one's true self and free will! Your claim that Sylvia has a brighter future with you is merely your own opinion, imposed upon her!

He stepped forward, and although he did not intentionally release his overwhelming Golden Immortal aura, it made the light in the entire hall seem to freeze, and the space seemed to distort slightly: "Today, on behalf of the Holy Light Court, I demand that you release her from the contractual bondage with Sylvia and give her her freedom!"
If you insist on refusing...

Before Jesus could finish speaking, Shen Fei calmly interjected, "What does the Pope intend to do? Forcefully seize people from the Human Emperor's Palace?"

Feng Yi said calmly, "Your Holiness, think twice before you speak!"

Jesus' gaze narrowed slightly. After a moment of silence, with holy light emanating from him, a suggestion resounded throughout the hall:
"Fine! Since you firmly believe that Sylvia is stronger in your hands, then let the facts speak for themselves! I'll make a bet with you!"

All eyes were instantly drawn to them.

"Ten days from now, Haotian, Central Martial Arts Arena!" Jesus' voice carried the decisiveness of a Golden Immortal, each word like a hammer blow, "Sylvia will fight me!"

"If she can withstand a thousand moves from me without being defeated, or even injure me in the slightest, then you win!"

The Holy Light Court will no longer pursue this matter; past grievances are wiped clean! Whether Sylvia stays or leaves is her own decision, and the Holy Light Court will not interfere!

“If she loses…” Jesus’ gaze was sharp as a sword, piercing straight at Shen Fei, “you must break the contract and grant Sylvia her freedom! She shall return to the Holy See with me!”

The moment the terms of the wager were announced, the hall fell into a deathly silence; you could hear a pin drop. The elders of the Imperial Palace exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Even if Shen Fei did have the record of killing a Golden Immortal, he was only a newly entered Golden Immortal.

Not to mention that it's just a companion spirit, and everyone knows that Shen Fei's strongest companion spirit is not this person.

Go and fight the renowned Golden Immortal Pope Jesus?

This is almost certainly a losing proposition! A thousand moves? And yet, they can only inflict the slightest damage?

The terms of this bet seem to offer an opportunity, but in reality, they are extremely harsh!

Feng Yi's brows furrowed even more.

He originally thought Shen Fei would refuse the bet and focus on dealing with the deadly trap that the Yuqing Daoist sect was threatening.

What Shen Fei should do most right now is to improve his strength or discuss a way to break the deadlock with the Human Emperor Palace, rather than creating unnecessary trouble and provoking another powerful Golden Immortal enemy!
However, to everyone's surprise, it happened.

Shen Fei simply looked at Jesus quietly, then glanced at the still silent God of Light beside him.

A moment later, a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and he slowly nodded:
"I accept the bet."

"Ten days later, at the Haotian Martial Arts Arena, Sylvia will be fighting."

"What?!" The elders looked at Shen Fei in disbelief.

He actually agreed?
Would you risk such danger for a companion spirit?

If the God of Light is defeated, not only will he lose an important fighting force, but he will also completely offend the Holy Light Court and create a great enemy!
A hint of surprise flashed in Jesus' eyes. He gave Shen Fei a deep look, then looked at the God of Light: "Very well! It's a deal! I hope you keep your promise! In ten days, the heavens will see the outcome!"

Having said this, Jesus said no more. Holy light surged forth, and the figures of several cardinals faded away instantly, disappearing into the sky above Fuxi City.

The oppressive aura dissipated, but the somber atmosphere inside the hall remained unchanged.

“Shen Fei!” Feng Yi couldn’t help but speak, his tone filled with confusion and worry. “Do you know that Jesus is a Golden Immortal who has been famous for thousands of years! You, his companion spirit, are only a beginner in the Xuanxian realm, and you are not Chi You.”

How could you possibly defeat him? You're already seen as a thorn in Yuqing's side, why create another powerful enemy? This bet..."

Shen Fei turned around, his expression remaining calm as he faced the questioning gazes of Feng Yi and the elders.

"Elder Feng Yi, rest assured. Yu Qing wants to kill me, and the Holy See of Light wants to take my man... then let them see just how capable the people around me, Shen Fei, really are!"

The news spread from the Emperor's Palace like a hurricane, sweeping across five days in an instant.

"Have you heard? Shen Fei just finished his Chaos Tribulation and made a bet with the Pope Jesus of Light!"

"Let his God of Light accompany him in spirit, to confront Jesus in the heavens ten days from now?!"

"Insane! Absolutely insane! That's a Golden Immortal! The renowned Jesus!"

"Is Shen Fei being driven to desperation by Yu Qing? Or does he really believe that his companion spirit can defy the heavens and defeat immortals?"

"Yuqing is eyeing us covetously, and the Lishan Daoist sect is still attacking Tiangongfang. How could he have the leisure to gamble with Jesus?"

"Arrogant! Ignorant! They're utterly courting death!"

Five days of uproar, astonishment, followed by a wave of pessimism and ridicule.

The attention that was originally focused on the war in the Yuqing territory was instantly drawn to this incredible bet.

Everyone was baffled as to why this young man, who had just created a miracle by overcoming his tribulation, would voluntarily step into another seemingly inevitable gamble at the most dangerous moment.

(End of this chapter)