Soul-Devouring Jellyfishes! Void Fishing Rod! Gu Luo's Luck! (2)

"This wager is quite interesting," Wang Teng stroked his chin and said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll just concoct a random grandmaster-level pill to fool you?"

"If Brother Wang Teng is that kind of person, then I'll just chalk it up to my poor judgment," Gu Luo said with a faint smile.

"Hahaha…" Wang Teng suddenly burst into laughter, "You're quite amusing, betting against me with a precious void fishing rod."

"So, Brother Wang Teng, are you willing to bet against me?" Gu Luo asked with a smile.

"Sure, why not," Wang Teng nodded, "I've never lost before."

"Coincidentally, neither have I," Gulo smiled.

"Is that so?" Wang Teng glanced at him, quite surprised. Was this guy pretending to be something he's not, or did he have the skills?

"The most precious thing I ever caught was a Soul-Devouring Jellyfish, and it was during my first fishing trip," Gu Luo said, somewhat proudly.

"Soul-Devouring Jellyfish!" Wang Teng was stunned.