Bet Again
"Any hesitation in gambling? If you lose, then appoint me as the Shang's national teacher."
"And may I ask, Taoist, what will happen if you lose?"
"If I lose, then I willingly become a vassal, subject to your commands."
"So be it."
"Alright."
After Qin Jie finished speaking, he felt someone gently tugging at him. Tugging at him was none other than Golden Spirit Saintess. She had a look of entanglement on her face, hinting at the painful consequences of their last bet.
Qin Jie thought about all the flying things he knew of. Birds were the most straightforward; they flew because they had wings. Did Di Xin expect human flying ships to have enormous wings attached? Next was cloud manipulation, but controlling clouds would require magical support. Lastly, there were magical tools and treasures. As everyone knew, magical tools were named so because they required magical power to operate. Furthermore, a significant number of cultivators were needed to make flying tools work properly.