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Chapter 1102

Ancient Battlefield

“Du, don’t just stand there. Call customers over. Didn’t you say you wanted to earn a chunk from this contest?” hollered Daoist Chu Buqu.

As much as Du Biying was bitter about Daoist Chu Buqu stealing his idea, there was nothing he could do about the elder. “Right away. Right away.”

Once she had a short break from collecting spirit stones, which she enjoyed every second of, Chu Xiaoqing leaned over to whisper, “Shifu, do you think Mu Yu will be all right? He looked so cool.”

“Why don’t you show some care for his seniors?”

“They’ll be fine! By the way, what’s that ‘Perfect World’ thing you mentioned?”

“Perfect World, you ask? A formation that everyone would covet.”

“What does that have to do with the soul race not being able to harm these people?”

“Obviously foreign races can’t. Once Perfect World’s protective system is active, the soul race can’t kill anyone below Body Synthesis Realm.” Daoist Chu Buqu dazedly looked at the betting table’s formation as he expanded, “That being said, since it’s only active now, it’s not flawless, and the soul race will soon find it. We also have to beware of two more foreign races sitting on the fence.”

“What else can it be used for?”

Daoist Chu Buqu looked up at Mu Yu’s name on the monument. “… There aren’t many who know formations well enough to comprehend it these days.”

“I bet Mu Yu knows.”

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Daoist Chu Buqu let out a puff of air.

In order of high to low, the top five ultimate immortals were Yi Qianshu, Leng Yuqiu, Yue Hansha, Gu Anhua and Han Xiangluan, who just replaced Wu Yuzhou and happened to be an Ascension Realm cultivator. Nobody could put a name to the faces or name any events associated with them, which could only mean one thing: Third Heaven Palace granted them the spots.

Even people who weren’t fans of Third HeavenPalace betted on the five as it was likely the most certain win. Besides them, Mu Yu and his brothers, Ximen Buxing, Wanan, Gu Yitian, Chu Xiachi and Xiao Ran also received an abundance of support.

A middle-aged man approached Daoist Chu Buqu to inquire, “Can you teach me how to bet?”

The man’s voice was soft, even weak, yet Daoist Chu Buqu thought something was odd about it. Nonetheless, Daoist Chu Buqu kept his head down as he elucidated, “Simple. Place your bet in the section for the nine you believe will become the nine mystic immortals. The more people make the right call, the more you earn back. If all nine bets are on the money, you will multiply your capital by a hundred folds.”

“Is that the only way of betting?”

“Yes.”

“How about introducing a new betting option?”

“Such as?”

“Betting our lives.”

Now that was enough for Daoist Chu Buqu to look up and smile. “What’s the point of that?”

“What do you think betting has a point, then?” Tan Qingquan asked.

Daoist Chu Buqu looked around to make sure nobody was listening in then grabbed his beard. “Their lives.”

***

Su Kuang, rank forty-two Spirit Severing Realm Ninth Layer ultimate immortal, watched a level six ghost-eyed frog spitting purple bubbles into the air from the nearby shrubs in a prone position. His target was not the fiend beast spitting out his target; his target was the ultimate immortal gem gleaming at the centre of a lotus in the pond the ghost-eyed frog idly stayed in. The ghost-eyed frog would nap for ten minutes after it spat out the bubbles, which was his cue to come out of hiding to fetch his second gem.

When he saw the ghost-eyed frog shut its eyes, Su Kuang leapt out of the shrubs, bobbing and weaving between the airborne cute but toxic bubbles. Right when he seized the gem, the water roiled, and a thin, long tongue shot out.

“There was another ghost-eyed frog?!” Su Kuang slipped the two metre tongue. Alas, he forgot to pay attention to the hovering bubbles, consequently touching one. “Argh! I’m done…”

Once one touched the bubbles, the poison would rot their skin and trigger profuse bleeding until the victim bled out unless their cultivation was equal to the ghost-eyed frog.

Suddenly, Su Kuang felt qi yank him over the water and back onto the bank. He crawled to his feet to confirm he was out of the water. More importantly, he was supposed to be dead, yet he was not.

“Hey, we have questions for you.”

Su Kuang turned around to see a boy. “You are…” Su Kuang looked across to the taller one accompanying the boy. “M-Mu Yu?!”

“I’m more famous than I thought,” Mu Yu remarked.

“Hey, hey, we’re asking the questions here,” Xiaoshuai grouched. “We didn’t save you out of altruism. Hand over your gems.”

“Thank you for saving me. This is all I have.” Su Kuang had only stolen one and found two more in addition to his own, but he had no other choice.

“Whoa, not bad.” Xiaoshuai immediately snatched the gems and then questioned. “And?”

“I only have four.”

“Food! Food! Give me your food!”

“F-food?”

“Ah, move. I’ll search myself.” Xiaoshuai jumped onto Su Kuang and started fumbling through the latter’s cosmic sleeve.

Xiaoshuai had no interest in the rank six pill, seventh-tier sword and sect’s mental cultivation manual. Mu Yu was one of the rare cultivators who kept a food bank on him as eating was an unnecessary activity once one attained a certain level. Since Mu Yu headed straight to the competition venue after wrapping his training in Revealing Cauldron, he did not have time to stop for food.

“Oh my god! He’s broke!”

Mu Yu snatched the gem from Xiaoshuai and then tossed Su Kuang three spares. “I only need one. Thanks.”

“Thank you,” expressed Su Kuang, inwardly thanking heaven and earth.

Xiaoshuai smacked Su Kuang over the head. “Remember to bring roast goose, roast duck and snacks next time, got it? Otherwise, I’ll knock you the hell out the next time I see you!”

Su Kuang still had no idea why Xiaoshuai was so fixated on food. Howbeit, he went along with it and then scurried off.

Xiaoshuai sat down on a rock and verbalised, “Now we can summon the bugs.”

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