Chapter 1375: Chapter 740: Winning Is Winning (Part 2)
Though both the Marquis of Wind and the Diwu Clan harbored intentions of suppressing the Zhao Family, the two families had accumulated countless rivalries over the years, with innurable conflicts of interest.
Thus, Marquis of Wind, Jiexing, was delighted to see the Diwu Family suffer a setback.
“Hmph, the outco is still uncertain!” Di Wuque said, his voice becoming hoarse.
His expression was ferocious, and he occasionally licked his lips with his tongue, giving off a very uncomfortable feeling, completely lacking the leisurely deanor he had before.
“Di Wuque, are your descendants competent or not? If they can’t even win against an obscure newcor, it would be a disgrace to the Diwu Clan.”
“Night Demon King? Haha, seems unfitting of the na!” said soone at the Returning to Void level, deliberately mocking.
“Bah! Just a worthless dimwit, I regret betting on him to win. Sixteen pieces of Principle Crystals! I’ve lost big this ti!” Sobody at the Returning to Void level broke down, cursing loudly in anger.
“Amitabha Buddha! Since ancient tis, victory and defeat are commonplace in warfare. As the saying goes, there’s no gambling without losing, you all shouldn’t be so fixated!” Master Jie Bude beca increasingly solemn and composed.
“You bald thief, stop being hypocritical here! You were the one setting the odds, and you won plenty. Be careful not to get ambushed on your way back.”
“Amitabha Buddha! Mr. Fang, mind your words, lest you sow a tribulation for the future in a mont of rage!”
“Damn bald head! How dare you threaten this old man…”
“…”
“Well done, well done, this monk is waiting at the Great Xumi Temple for Mr. Fang’s visit… Amitabha Buddha!”
Exchanges among those at the Returning to Void level were mostly through Divine Thought, making the speed of information exchange unbelievably fast!
By the ti Master Jie Bude and the surnad Fang Returning to Void arranged a duel, not even one breath had passed.
At this point, Diwu Xuanye finally sensed sothing amiss, feeling a wave of dizziness and his vision becoming blurry.
He only saw strands of green light drifting past his eyes, his limbs suddenly feeling weak and powerless, and the mana within his body becoming sluggish and less controllable.
Around him, the fog wafted, and his released Divine Thought was imdiately “devoured” by the fog.
Diwu Xuanye shook his head vigorously, trying to regain clear consciousness, his eyes emitting Divine Light as the Heart Clearing Demon Extinguishing Divine Power activated swiftly.
Under the brilliance of the Divine Light, his dizziness eased, and his vision cleared up once more,
However, in the next mont, Diwu Xuanye’s expression stiffened, looking down in horror, only to see that, unbeknownst to him, dense green moss had grown on his hands and neck.
This moss not only covered his hands and feet but also rapidly spread across his entire body.
At first glance, Diwu Xuanye had completely turned into a green moss person!
“Bang, bang, bang”
With a series of muffled sounds, one by one, erald branches burst through Diwu Xuanye’s skin, extending outward, fluttering in the wind,
Countless green leaves swiftly expanded from small to large, followed by buds swelling up quickly, blossoming into clusters of dazzling peach blossoms in no ti.
This ti, Diwu Xuanye’s mind was clear, feeling no abnormalities.
However, it was this “unawareness” that made him feel terrified, his heart filled with imnse fear!
The dust had settled, and the victory was decided!
Zhao Sheng smiled faintly, suddenly waved his hand to dispel the water fog filling the hall.
Only at this mont did the group of Divinity Transformation True Monarchs realize in shock that the battle’s outco had already been decided, and the winner was completely unexpected to them.
Seeing Zhao San Yue standing gracefully there, while Diwu Xuanye had turned into a green tree, frozen on the spot, Zhao Qingfeng felt a great relief, wiping his forehead only to find a layer of fine sweat had ford in such a short ti.
Zhao San Yue slightly bowed to the Half-Immortals of the Void above, and with a flash of green light, she returned to her original seat in an instant, looking serene and carefree, seemingly unconcerned.
Di Wuque’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and with a cold glance,
Diwu Xuanye’s body was suddenly enveloped in a pure white Fierce Fla, instantly burning up all the green moss and branches to ashes.
Having “regained” his freedom, Diwu Xuanye felt an overwhelming sense of sha, flying back to his seat with a dejected look, lowering his head deeply, not daring to et anyone’s eyes.
啪,啪,啪!
Master Huang Shi suddenly slapped the table and laughed, praising, “The Zhao Family indeed has an abundance of talent. Upon seeing this young lady, I feel the Zhao Family surely has capable successors! In my earlier years, I too would feel ashad of myself!”
“Master Huang, you overpraise us! This victory by San Yue rely capitalized on others’ unfamiliarity with her. It was rely luck this ti; it shouldn’t be taken seriously!” Zhao Sheng explained with a smile to everyone present.
Although the crowd didn’t really believe his modest words, after listening to the explanation, the younger Divinity Transformation cultivators felt considerably relieved.
But regardless, a win is a win! The victor’s triumph cannot be contested!
After this battle, Zhao San Yue erged spectacularly, with her reputation rising over Diwu Xuanye’s, and she would surely soon beco known throughout the entire Ten Thousand Peak Spirit Domain.
From now on, Zhao San Yue would no longer be unknown, and she naturally beca a figure to be feared by other forces.
Simultaneously, within the Divine Artisan Zhao Clan, Zhao San Yue’s status beca even more unshakeable, and no one dared to challenge the various privileges of her “Returning Void Immortal Seed.”
“Fifth Daoist, I accept your concession!” Zhao Sheng looked up with a smile at Di Wuque opposite him, his eyes full of mirth.
“Hmph, the Immortal Fruit is here, take it!” Di Wuque responded gloomily, sweeping his sleeve over the Jade Table in front of him.
The Spirit Stone plate in the center of the Jade Table instantly soared up, flying over along with the Kunyuan Immortal Fruit to the Jade Table in front of Zhao Sheng.
Despite his loss, Di Wuque was still honorable.
Of course, he couldn’t afford to renege, especially in front of nurous Fellow Daoists of the Void.
Simply put, he couldn’t afford to lose face.
Zhao Sheng waved his sleeve to take the two Kunyuan Immortal Fruits into his sleeve, then smiled at Master Jie Bude.
Upon seeing this, Master Jiebude imdiately pressed his palms together in prayer and softly chanted a Buddhist mantra.
Soon, a Storage Bag was delivered to Zhao Sheng’s right hand, containing over seven hundred Principle Crystals.
In addition, he still had over three hundred Principle Crystals left outside, since so people had placed too large bets and couldn’t imdiately produce so many Principle Crystals, such as Di Wuque.
Every ti Di Wuque thought about the huge loss, his heart ached as if it was bleeding, and he grew even more resentful of Diwu Xuanye, the “useless” one.
On the other side, Zhao Sheng, whose wealth had nearly doubled, was rarely so excited.
These more than a thousand Principle Crystals were enough to support his cultivation for the next century.
After experiencing the rapid progress in cultivation, he was unwilling to return to the previous snail’s pace cultivation speed.
…
Half a day later, the Kunyuan eting ca to an end, and groups of Half-Immortals of the Void, with their Divinity Transformation juniors, left the Five Elders Palace one after another.
Zhao Sheng declined Master Huang Shi’s repeated invitations and flew away from the Five Emperor Mountain in the Golden Dragon Divine Palace, rushing towards the Wolong Mountain Range.
When the Golden Dragon Divine Palace disappeared at the end of the sky, a middle-aged Daoist in a five-colored Golden Robe silently appeared beside Master Huang Shi and suddenly asked, “Ancestor, the Zhao Family is already on the rise! Why did you not intervene to halt their ascent and instead show such goodwill to that person!”
Master Huang Shi gazed at the clouds in the sky, his eyes calm and deep, not turning or speaking for a long ti, as if pondering over sothing.
The middle-aged Daoist was indifferent and quietly waited by the side.
After a long while, Master Huang Shi shuddered, his Spirit disoriented, as he withdrew from so profound state, exhaling a heavy breath of foul air.
“…He’s unfathomable! That person should not be provoked; it’s best to respect him from afar rather than make him an enemy!”
The words of Master Huang Shi were filled with emotion and a sense of lant, carrying a sense of a hero in twilight.
The middle-aged Daoist felt that the Ancestor might be “exaggerating a bit,” as he observed the entire event in secret and did not find Zhao Sheng particularly extraordinary to warrant such dread from the Ancestor.
However, this person dared not doubt the Ancestor’s judgnt, simply because the Ancestor’s verdicts had never proven wrong!
The middle-aged Daoist was unaware of a “secret” that only the family ancestors who held the position of overseeing the Five Elders Palace knew.
The reason the Huang Family continually hosted the Kunyuan eting at the Five Elders Palace wasn’t just to showcase the family’s prowess, but more importantly…
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