Chu Mo's companions, Liu Feng, Huang Wushuang, and Long Qiushui, were also secretly twitching their lips, trying very hard to pretend they didn't know Chu Mo.
It was too embarrassing!
Long Qiushui even felt the impulsive urge to walk away quickly, thinking to herself, Is this really the person who casually wagered five billion top-quality Heavenly Crystals? My opponent... is such a frivolous person?
As for Zhang Shuangshuang, Zhao Dongming, and others, they wore expressions of disdain and snickered coldly.
The girl in the white dress walked cautiously beside Chu Mo, and upon hearing his words, she also couldn't help but smile bitterly. Her mind was still sowhat blank, unsure whether getting involved in this dispute was a good or bad thing.
However, one thing she was certain of was that these people... had almost completely ignored her. This ant, regardless of the outco, she likely wouldn't have any trouble coming her way, which again left her feeling slightly disappointed.
After all, she was a peak Heavenly Immortal with a genius bloodline, a girl favored by heaven in her own family's vast territory. Yet here, she was being ignored, and that huge gap made her feel almost dazed.
At that mont, Chu Mo suddenly looked at her and asked, "By the way, what is your na?"
Liu Feng instantly turned his head, staring at Chu Mo with a nacing look, although he remained silent, his threatening gaze seed to say, Are you really hitting on her in front of ?
Chu Mo paid him no heed, pretending not to see Liu Feng's threatening gaze and continued looking at the girl in white.
The girl in white blushed and said softly, "My na... Yue Qingcheng."
"Nice na," Chu Mo said with a smile. "I wish you an early ascent to the Emperor Realm!"
"Ah... thank you," Yue Qingcheng said, her cheeks flushed, looking a bit flustered.
"Humph!" Zhang Shuangshuang let out a cold snort from the side, but did not utter any more mocking words, having already written off Chu Mo as good as dead in her heart. She decided she would show no rcy later, no matter who tried to stop her!
Even if the young master of Lingdan Hall personally vouched for him, it would be futile! The person Zhang Shuangshuang wants dead cannot be saved by anyone.
Soon, the people of Lingdan Hall brought everyone to a vast open space, and from afar, a lithe figure approached. She was dressed in a treasure blue long dress, emanating a faint glow all over, her face indiscernible but giving off an extraordinarily graceful aura.
Then, a languorous voice ca from the woman, "Alright, kiddos, this is the place. Sister will work hard and build you a dueling ground." With a wave of her hand... a colossal dueling ground appeared out of nowhere.
It was as if a great mountain had risen from the ground!
Everyone watched in shocked silence, even young nobles like Long Qiushui, Huang Wushuang, and Liu Feng had eyes full of passion.
This was true divine ability, not just a simple "creation," but the construction of a "minor world" dueling ground where beings of the Emperor Realm could fight unrestrained!
Although the dueling ground didn't seem large, its internal space was actually expansive. Most importantly, even Emperor Realm mighties could battle inside without letting a single ripple of their fight affect the outside or harm the innocent.
Chu Mo's heart was filled with shock, clearly recognizing the extraordinariness of the dueling ground.
Gazing at the woman enveloped in light in her long dress, Chu Mo couldn't help but admire inwardly: No wonder these young nobles were so obedient upon hearing her voice. This woman... was truly exceptional. Such ans were not sothing an ordinary Emperor could exhibit.
And now that Heaven and Earth had been sealed, forbidding the ergence of a new supre... her realm seed evident.
Quasi-Supre!
In this era, such a realm was akin to a godlike existence!
Heavenly Dao Garden... is indeed no ordinary place!
Soon, a woman constructed a massive arena, and with another wave of her hand, a circle of stands appeared around it, slowly rising into the air with the spectators.
So cultivators were even startled, but after realizing that everyone around them was very calm, they turned red and pretended as if nothing had happened. The shock in their eyes, however, could not be concealed, but fortunately, everyone was equally shocked.
"Alright, the two little fellows participating in the bet, bring your items up to ," the woman said languidly.
Long Qiushui approached with a face full of respect, first bowing earnestly, "I've seen Lord Hongyue!"
"Little fellow, gambling is more harmful than beneficial for cultivators. Are you sure you want to bet your Mountain and River Treasure Fan, worth far more than five billion, against soone else?" Hongyue, still looking languid, seed to carry a hint of concern in her voice as she addressed Long Qiushui.
"Thank you for the reminder, Lord Hongyue, but I am confident that I will not lose!" Long Qiushui said respectfully.
"Hehe, I like the confident look on you little fellows, but don't cry if you lose. I am very fair," Hongyue said as she took the Mountain and River Treasure Fan, looking at it sentintally for a mont, sighing softly, then tucking it away.
As a young and noble person, being told not to cry if he lost, Long Qiushui had no temper about it, simply showing a slightly embarrassed expression before stepping back.
At that mont, Chu Mo ca forward, bowing to Hongyue, "I've seen Lord Hongyue..."
"Stop... You can't call Lord Hongyue," the woman suddenly raised her hand to stop Chu Mo.
At that mont, a burst of surprise spread around, followed by a dead silence, as everyone... turned their gazes here.
Zhang Shuangshuang and Zhao Dongming, among others, had looks of disdain on their faces, which they were barely able to restrain in front of Hongyue, but in their hearts, they thought: A country bumpkin from the Mortal Realm, a piece of trash, really considers himself important. Do you think anyone can call on Lord Hongyue's honorable na?
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Long Qiushui's mouth.
Huang Wushuang's eyebrows raised slightly, as if musing over sothing.
Hu Lie and a woman in a white dress, Yue Qingcheng, were full of embarrassnt and disappointnt; they did not want to see Chu Mo make a fool of himself, and felt empathy for the awkward situation unfolding.
Liu Feng, on the other hand, chuckled mischievously, looking oddly at Zhang Shuangshuang and the others, thinking: You know nothing!
At that mont, the hazy light on Hongyue's face dissipated, revealing a sowhat ordinary face.
Chu Mo was montarily startled.
The others showed no reaction, evidently not having seen Hongyue's true face.
"What's the matter? A bit disappointed?" Hongyue asked Chu Mo with a smile.
The rest were all dazed, wondering what was going on: You don't allow Chu Mo to call you Lord Hongyue and then you ask if he is a bit disappointed? Are you... teasing Chu Mo?
Only Chu Mo knew that Hongyue wasn't referring to her previous statent, but to her appearance.
To be fair, Hongyue wasn't unattractive. To say her face was ordinary was only because the expectation set before she revealed her true face was too high!
In fact, Hongyue's appearance was quite delicate, and the kind that grew on you the more you looked. After all, her deanor was too noble.
Chu Mo said, "I wouldn't dare... With your kind of realm, how you want to appear... isn't it just a thought?" Chu Mo didn't specify, and to others, it seed like they were discussing the recent address. It sounded like Chu Mo was giving in.
Hongyue looked at Chu Mo approvingly and said, "What a clever little fellow, you really know how to talk." Then she drawled lazily, "Given our relationship, naturally you cannot call Lord Hongyue, you should address as Junior Master!"
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