Chapter 1568
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“Very well, very well, very well!”
Qin the steward immediately spoke up, “We shall put it in writing. Shall the three esteemed guests pay the million upper-grade spirit stones now?”
“Mm-hmm.”
The young man in the center nodded.
Qin’s heart was pounding with excitement.
A million upper-grade spirit stones!
It was an enormous sum.
Betting on Ye Wushuang to come in first?
Since the gambling den had opened yesterday, no one had bet on Ye Wushuang to take the top spot.
A few had wagered that Ye Wushuang might make it into the top ten, but that was exceedingly rare.
Most people had placed their bets on Bu Shaochen from the Spirit Sword Pavilion, believing he would maintain his lead.
The majority of bets were on the top ten spots.
This was the first time someone had bet a million upper-grade spirit stones on Ye Wushuang to win first place.
“Please register your information and pay the spirit stones,” Qin said.
Soon, Qin brought the seal of Tianyuan Pavilion and wrote down the amount of the bet.
The three individuals signed their names one by one.
“Lin Qingfeng.”
“Lin Qingyi.”
“Xia Yan.”
Upon seeing their names, Qin couldn’t help but exclaim, “So you are the three young masters and miss from Mount Lu’s Lin family. My apologies for not recognizing you sooner.”
At that moment, Lin Qingfeng smiled and said, “Steward Qin, we are placing this bet ourselves. Tianyuan Pavilion has always been very protective of its customers’ privacy, hasn’t it?”
Hearing this, Qin quickly replied, “Of course.”
“You three are the first to bet on Ye Wushuang to win first place. The odds are extremely high. If Ye Wushuang does take the top spot, you three will surely make a fortune. I congratulate you in advance.”
The three didn’t say much, signed the agreement, and carefully put away the receipt before leaving one by one.
Outside the gambling den, in a tavern, the three sat by the window and ordered a few dishes.
“Phew!”
Only then did Lin Qingfeng pat his chest and sigh, “Do you guys know? When I just waved my hand and threw out a million upper-grade spirit stones, it felt incredibly exhilarating!”
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyi frowned and said, “Brother, where did you get a million upper-grade spirit stones from? Xia Yan and I had no idea.”
Lin Qingfeng chuckled and said, “Of the seventy thousand upper-grade spirit stones, Xia Yan and I each took thirty thousand, you got ten thousand, and the rest, the million, was given to me by Ye Wushuang.”
“He asked me to place this bet, wagering that he would come in first.”
At this revelation, Lin Qingyi and Xia Yan were stunned.
Ye Wushuang… betting on himself?
“It seems Ye Wushuang is very confident,” Xia Yan said earnestly. “I thought he might make it into the top ten, but now it looks like he’s really aiming for first place.”
“Look at what you’re saying,” Lin Qingfeng immediately retorted. “I think it’s very possible for Brother Ye to take first place. So what if Bu Shaochen sounds impressive? Didn’t Qi Wentian and Xu Cangyan also get hyped up, and look how that turned out?”
“You have a point,” Lin Qingyi agreed. “Back in the Forbidden Realm, I always felt like Ye Wushuang treated us like kids when we were together!”
Xia Yan looked at the two and said, “Don’t you two think that every time the old man and my grandmother look at Ye Wushuang, it feels… I can’t quite put my finger on it, but it’s strange!”
“Exactly!” Lin Qingyi quickly chimed in. “It feels like… affection, but also admiration. It’s quite odd.”
At this point, Lin Qingfeng said, “You guys, have you ever considered… there’s a possibility!”
“What?”
“What?”
Lin Qingyi and Xia Yan both looked at Lin Qingfeng with curiosity.
Lin Qingfeng spoke seriously, “What if… Ye Wushuang is actually a descendant of the Ling Sheng Tian Pavilion’s master!”
“Pfft…”
“Pfft…”
Both Lin Qingyi and Xia Yan scoffed.
“Don’t dismiss it so quickly. Let me explain…”
“The food’s here, the food’s here. Let’s eat first…”
“Yeah, yeah, let’s eat!”
Seeing that the two weren’t paying any attention to him, Lin Qingfeng looked helpless.
…
The next day.
The morning sun rose.
Inside Tianyuan Pavilion, the vast martial arena was as bustling as ever.
Early in the morning, martial artists from various factions had already taken their seats, eagerly waiting.
Today was the second day of the Dongxu List ranking competition.
In the morning, the second round of challenges would take place.
The eighty-first to ninetieth Dongxu List geniuses would face challenges.
The challengers were the ten victors from yesterday: Qing Shiyu, Hua Shen, Yun Wenfu, Liu Yuan, Ye Wushuang, and others.
Amidst the sea of people, this second round was even more captivating.
Tian Qingyi once again stepped onto the main viewing platform and looked at the ten challengers.
At this moment, the eighty-first to ninetieth list toppers had already taken their positions on the ten arenas, waiting for their challengers.
Tian Qingyi smiled and said, “The second round of challenges is about to begin.”
“Each of the ten challengers has two chances to challenge any of the ten individuals on the arenas. And each of the ten individuals on the arenas can only be challenged twice at most.”
“I won’t say any more unnecessary words. Now, the second round of challenges officially begins.”
As Tian Qingyi’s words fell, he waved his hand.
The ten challengers stepped forward one by one.
This time, with ten challengers and ten individuals being challenged, everyone had their own choices.
At this moment.
Qing Shiyu stood in front of Arena One, looking at a young man in a purple brocade martial robe on the arena.
“What’s the matter?” Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but ask.
“Number eighty-one, Spirit Sword Pavilion, Meng Gui,” Qing Shiyu said. “He and Lu Shao incited Yun Wenfu to cause trouble and deliberately provoke disputes.”
It was clear that Lu Shao and Meng Gui knew Ye Wushuang’s temperament, aware that he wouldn’t let Yun Wenfu off easily, and used this opportunity to stir up conflicts between the Holy Sky Sect and the Yun Family of Yun Mountain.
Qing Shiyu had not forgotten this!
Ye Wushuang also looked at the young man on Arena One.
“If that’s the case… shall I?”
“No need.”
Qing Shiyu, dressed in a form-fitting, slender martial robe with a blue sash around her waist and her long hair tied into a ponytail, exuded an air of efficiency.
Looking at Ye Wushuang, Qing Shiyu smiled and said, “I’ll challenge him!”
