Borrowing a sword

Chapter 290 Betting

Inside the main hall, everyone saw Chu Yinyin and couldn't help but congratulate her in unison.

"Congratulations, Junior Sister, on breaking through your cultivation level and completing your seclusion!"

The old woman sat on the big chair, her face slightly raised with a smug look on her face.

She certainly has the right to be proud at this moment.

This time, she broke through several realms in one go, reaching the fourth level of the seventh realm.

She had deliberately suppressed her cultivation level for many years, and as she usually said, she could break through at any time.

In the past, you always held small meetings and always said things like, "Those below the seventh realm are not worthy of knowing!"
Try opening it again!
However, the flaws in her cultivation technique were indeed too obvious, and Chu Yinyin suddenly looked two or three years younger.

If she had used the concealment technique, ordinary people would have thought she was just a pretty little girl and would never have believed that she was a cultivation giant of the seventh realm!
Xiang Yan and the others had actually discussed this: "If Junior Sister cultivates to the ninth realm, won't her body grow into that of a three-year-old child?"

The possibility is great!
At this moment, because the chairs in the main hall were very large, Chu Yinyin's short legs, which were already unable to touch the ground, were now even more suspended in mid-air.

She glanced around at everyone and said, "I'm sure none of you have any objections to me accompanying my disciple to the competition?"

Xiang Yan, the sect leader, smiled and shook his head slightly, indicating that he had no objections.

In reality, he was in a real bind!
The most unreliable junior sister, and the second most unreliable junior uncle, lead the team together?
Wouldn't that turn the Moon Kingdom upside down?
Let's hope it doesn't cause any diplomatic incidents.

Therefore, he made a decision immediately.

"Then let Junior Uncle, Ninth Junior Sister, and Junior Sister lead the team together."

You can add Chu Yinyin, but you absolutely cannot replace Nangong Yue with her!
Such a grand event involving the entire Xuanhuang Realm, shouldn't our Daoist sect at least send a respectable person?
After discussing it for a few more minutes, Li Chunsong started rubbing his hands together like flies.

The gambling addict started making suggestions:
"Since the Third Realm's Eastern and Western Continents Grand Competition is about to begin, why don't we take a gamble and see if Chu Huaixu can win the championship again this year?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at him as if he were a fool.

"Sixth Junior Brother, I'm not trying to be rude, but what's the point of gambling like this?" Zhao Shuqi said irritably.

Chu Huaixu is now ridiculously strong, and he's not even on the same level as the average third realm cultivator.

"The Crown Prince of Rui is probably not something to be afraid of."

"His only real rival has always been Xu Ziqing."

Zhao Shuqi added: "Xu Ziqing, who is holding the Dao Ancestor Sword."

The reason why Jiang Zhi needs to come down the mountain to protect us on this trip is twofold: firstly, because there has been a lot of trouble recently, and secondly, because the Dao Ancestor Sword has never left the Daoist sect for thousands of years.

This competition will allow Xu Ziqing to carry the sword box to the Moon Kingdom.

This matter alone cannot be taken lightly.

The Dao Ancestor is no longer alive, so this evil sword cannot afford to have any mishaps.

In the present Xuanhuang Realm, it seems that no one can suppress it!

Overall, the Taoist sect is not completely betting on Chu Huaixu alone.

Ultimately, it comes down to whose overall combat strength is stronger.

After all, the power released increases exponentially with each layer of restriction on the bronze sword that is lifted, which is quite terrifying.

Li Chunsong looked at everyone, continued rubbing his hands, and said, "We'll only know after we've fought it!"

Zhao Shuqi continued to look at him as if he were an idiot, and said, "But Sixth Junior Brother, isn't Chu Huaixu's creation of miracles already enough?"

"Ever since he came up the mountain, you've won every bet you've ever made."

"But every time you win, it's because you bet on him."

"But as things stand, perhaps everyone here will choose to bet on Chu Huaixu to win the championship?"

"Then how does this bet stand?"

Upon hearing this, Li Chunsong looked astonished.

He glanced around at everyone, and each person nodded slightly under his gaze.

Even Jiang Zhi, who had previously been the least optimistic about Chu Huaixu, did not raise any objections.

His wisdom pearl fell to the ground far too many times.

Zhizhu broke.

This made the gambling addict panic.

But he couldn't help but compose a poem in the style of Chu Huai.

He was brought up the mountain by me, so why shouldn't I arrest him!

But soon he had a flash of inspiration. "That's right, this kid's breakthrough speed has slowed down recently for some reason, and he's been stuck at the seventh level of the third realm." He began to lay the groundwork.

The Taoist sect members were also somewhat baffled by this matter.

They always felt that Chu Huaixu's breakthrough was somewhat dependent on his mood.
It seems that whenever he wants to break through a realm, he can suddenly achieve a breakthrough.

When he doesn't want to, his cultivation level can remain stuck and suppressed.

In fact, because of the bottlenecks in each major realm, it is relatively easy to deliberately avoid breaking through the realm.

On the contrary, it is this kind of minor realm that is the hardest to suppress!
I have no idea how this kid did it.

Little did they know, it was simply because Chu Huaixu didn't have much experience points left.

Li Chunsong continued, "Isn't he going to enter the [Imperial Pool]?"

"As a citizen of our Eastern Mirror Kingdom, he certainly won't gain much."

"Let's bet on how many realms he can break through after entering the [Emperor's Pool], and what he can gain afterward, how about it!"

Upon hearing this, the second senior brother, Tai Tingbai, pondered for a moment and said, "Logically speaking, since he is not from the Yue Kingdom, even if he enters the Imperial Pool, he will probably only be able to break through to the first level at most."

"But Chu Huaixu is not someone who can be judged by logic."

"I think we should at least reach the Great Perfection of the Third Realm."

"As for obtaining the Emperor's divine sense, that is absolutely impossible."

Everyone agreed with Tai Tingbai's statement.

The gambling addict got desperate: "Isn't anyone betting that he'll only break through the first level?"

Everyone looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Li Chunsong gritted his teeth, and his illness flared up again.

"Then I'll bet that he can still obtain the Emperor's divine sense!"

Chu Yinyin, who was listening nearby, immediately said, "Li Chunsong, are you crazy?!"

"He's not from the Moon Kingdom, how could he possibly have the Emperor's divine will?"

Li Chunsong looked at her with an indifferent expression: "What do you know? Fortune favors the bold!"

Chu Yinyin ignored him.

After agreeing on the betting odds, everyone's attention turned to the empty chair.

Everyone conscientiously began to pay the fines for setting up a private gambling den, in accordance with the sect rules.

Two days later, at the Taoist temple, at Medicine Mountain.

Mo Qingmei arrived at the courtyard where Niu Yuanshan lived.

Before entering the courtyard, she straightened her clothes and tidied her wind-blown hair, making sure she looked dignified and elegant.

After doing all that, she went inside.

When Lao Niu saw that Junior Sister Mo had come to visit, he immediately got up to greet her.

"Junior Sister Mo, what brings you here?" A slight smile appeared on his square face.

"I came to see you because I have something to discuss. Did I come here specifically to see you?" Mo Qingmei never gave him a friendly look and said coldly.

"Please tell me what it is, Junior Sister Mo." Old Niu was actually used to this.

Mo Qingmei looked at him and said directly, "For this East-West Continent Grand Competition, the sect leader has selected the two of us from among the outer sect stewards to accompany him and help handle all the affairs."

Upon hearing this, Niu Yuanshan was completely stunned.

He didn't hear a single word of the specific details she mentioned later.

"Steward Niu," Mo Qingmei called out.

Seeing that he didn't react, she immediately looked displeased and called out again, "Steward Niu, are you listening?"

Old Niu then came to his senses and immediately said with a smile, "I'm listening, I'm listening. Please tell me the details again, Junior Sister Mo."

He tried his best to suppress the slight trembling in his voice as he spoke.

At this moment, Mu Bingjiu was somewhat dazed.

"Am I going home?" he wondered.

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(End of this chapter)