Chapter 3794: Red Cloud Fairy's Wager

h is in place, their cultivation will recover instantly, with no bottleneck whatsoever.Ye Bufan nodded in satisfaction, as his cultivation level had been raised by another grade. It seemed that the Li...I bet that out of the four disciples from the Lingyun Jianzong who are competing today, at least half of them won't make it to the end.

If two people successfully clear the level, then I win. Otherwise, Elder Ouyang wins.

"Sure."

Ouyang Pingjiang was full of confidence. In his view, at this stage of the competition, all that remained were strong contenders. Even with luck on their side, it was impossible for two people from Lingyun Sword Sect to pass through.

"I wonder what Elder Chixia wants to bet on"

Ouyang Pingjiang's expression changed slightly. They, the three major sects, knew about some of the treasures each other possessed.

He had a seven-core mushroom in his hand, which was an extremely rare tenth-order fairy spirit grass, completely immeasurable in value.

Seeing him like this, Fairy Chisha let out a snort of laughter: “How is it Elder Ouyang doesn't dare” “Ridiculous, how could the old man possibly be afraid.”

Ouyang Pingjiang said, "It's no problem to bet with Qixin Mushrooms, but I don't know what Elder Chixia uses as a wager"

His words carried a clear meaning. He was suggesting a wager of equal value. Since he was willing to put up a tenth-order Xianling Herb, the other party should also offer a corresponding stake.

"I certainly wouldn't take advantage of Elder Ouyang."

Upon hearing the four words "Jade Stream Hollow Wood," Ouyang Pingjiang's eyes lit up instantly.

This stuff is top-notch alchemy material, in terms of value it's not inferior to the Seven-Core Mushroom at all. The most crucial thing is that he's been searching for this forever, never able to find it.

Since the Chixia fairy is willing to use herself as a wager, and I am sure of victory, there's no reason to refuse.

Then it's settled.

Ouyang Pingjiang immediately agreed, as if afraid the other party would change their mind, and immediately looked to the side.

"Please, Wuhua Dao-xiong, bear witness to this."

Wuhua Daojun let out a hearty laugh. "Alright, then I'll be the impartial witness."

Three people made a bet while chatting and laughing. Ouyang Pingjiang was extremely happy, thinking he had picked up a piece of jade flowing wood for nothing.

A faint smile appeared on Chixia Fairy's face. She made this bet entirely for Ye Bufan.

Yesterday, I received a healing pill from the other party, which completely cured my internal injuries.

This kindness should be repaid, but giving Xianjing feels a bit inappropriate.

Since the other party is a doctor, the best way to appease them would be with a fairy spirit herb. So she set her sights on Ouyang Pingjiang's seven-core mushroom.

As for the outcome of the gamble, she felt she had at least an 80% chance of winning, entirely based on her trust in the young man.

At this moment, on the stage, Xi Fenglie revealed a wry smile. Standing opposite him was his fellow disciple, Tan Ge.

Factional disputes among fellow practitioners are something that no one wants to see.

Logically speaking, with twenty-five people drawing lots, the probability of him and his younger brother drawing together wouldn't be high. But it just happened.

Tan Ge on the opposite side was the same, unwilling though he might be, he took it rather well in comparison.

"Senior brother, I'll cheer you on from below!"

Tan Ge bowed and conceded defeat right then and there.

He only had the strength of a mid-stage Immortal King. His cultivation level was far inferior to that of Xi Fenglie. In this situation, the best choice was to withdraw proactively.

Three matches had just begun, and one had already ended. All eyes were now on Leng Qingqiu.

Lingyun Sword Sect, nowadays a renowned name in Yuangu City, is a sect that has achieved great miracles. Up to now, the five disciples who participated have not been eliminated.

Especially this woman before me, she is undoubtedly the most dazzling one among all.

Although not particularly powerful, he managed to fight above his level with his swordsmanship and reached this point.

Across from her was another woman, originally a very beautiful fairy. But under the cold light of autumn, she seemed much less radiant.

Huāluòyǐng, the core disciple of Mèiyǐngjiàn Pài (Phantom Sword Sect), possesses the cultivation base of a mid-stage Immortal Monarch.

The clash between the two sects is also a highlight of this match.

After all, Leng Qingqiu had just defeated Li Qianying, a disciple of the Shadow Sword Sect, in the previous match. Now, she has drawn against another disciple from the same sect. It's truly a twist of fate.

Falling petals, the Shadow wields a celestial sword, eyes frigid. Please note that I've made some creative choices for better flow in English while keeping the essence of the original. "花落影" (huā luò yǐng) could be translated as "Falling Petals" or "Shadow of Falling Flowers," but "Flowering Shadow" feels more poetic and fitting with the imagery.

"You outsmarted my junior sister in the last match, but luckily for me, fate has given me a chance to get revenge. This time, you are going down!"

In her opinion, the reason why Li Qianying lost the last match was because she was too careless.

If you start strong and decisive, the opponent will have no chance to break through, and you won't be caught off guard and lose.

Even if the other party breaks through, what does it matter I'm a mid-stage Immortal Monarch, far beyond a newly promoted early-stage Immortal Monarch. This is a great opportunity for revenge.

Facing her aggressive attack, Leng Qingqiu raised the Lúxiān Sword in her hand, her voice indifferent, "Make your move!"

"Today, I'll let you see the swordsmanship of my Phantom Sword School, the Thirteen Phantasmal Swords."

Hua Luo Ye let out a cold snort, holding her sword in hand. Her figure flickered and thirteen phantoms materialized around her.

Although she had a surefire win, she didn't let her guard down at all. Taking Li Qianying's previous defeat as a lesson, she started off by using the strongest sword technique of the Shadow Sword School: Phantom Thirteen Swords.

Thirteen figures, each radiating murderous intent, their sword qi chilling to the bone, looked exactly like me.

At the sight of this spectacular scene, the audience erupted in gasps.

"As expected of the Shadow Sword School, their swordsmanship is simply divine..."

"Such amazing swordsmanship, the Shadow Sword School truly lives up to its reputation as one of the Five Great Sects..."

"Such powerful swordsmanship and cultivation! This time, Lingyun Sword Sect is probably going to suffer a defeat..."

All present were shocked by Hua Luoying's powerful display of strength, and at the same time they felt sorry for Leng Qingqiu.

Ouyang Pingjiang chuckled: "Little girl's swordsmanship has a few points of fire, Elder Chixia, it seems that you will lose this first round..."

Before he could finish his words, a brilliant sword glow suddenly exploded on the stage. It was like fireworks blooming, incredibly dazzling and beautiful, yet radiating boundless killing intent.

Wherever the sword glow passed, the thirteen figures on the stage burst open one after another.

The sword intent was truly overwhelming, instantly obliterating over a dozen clones. When the light subsided, only Hua Luoying's main body remained.

At this moment, her face was pale, her whole body trembled, and there was a blood hole the thickness of an egg on her right chest, with blood gushing out wildly.

"This..."

Everyone's mouths hung open in astonishment.

The Shadow Sword School has always been known for its swordsmanship, and with this level of cultivation, it would be difficult for ordinary people to withstand. But in Leng Qingqiu's presence, he was defeated in a single move.

The most shocked was Hua Luoying. At this moment, she stared wide-eyed, her eyes filled with disbelief.

I am a mid-stage Immortal Monarch, my strength surpasses theirs by a level.

Besides coming from one of the Five Great Clans, I initially thought this would just be a battle for revenge. However, as soon as I made my move, I was defeated so miserably.

Though filled with resentment, she also knew very well that the other party had shown mercy. Otherwise, with a direct thrust to her left chest, she would have died instantly.

Thinking this over, she stopped pestering him and turned to jump off the platform.

"My goodness, the Lingyun Sword Sect has won again!"

The onlookers were in an uproar,

from the start of the competition to now, this small sect from Dile Tian had refreshed their understanding time and time again.

Leng Qingqiu ignored everyone's reaction and turned to jump off the stage.

Chíxiā Xiānzi smiled faintly and looked at Ouyang Píngjiāng beside her: "Elder Ouyang, it seems you're the one who lost"anything like it before.Seeing him wake up, the little creature was also very excited, jumping in his palm and making squeaking noises.From time to time, she would also rub her mouth against his palm,...