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“Xuanyin Sect?”

When Zheng Chuan heard these three words, his spirits were instantly lifted.

He looked down at the competition stage below and quickly spotted Ye Han’s position.

At this moment, Ye Han and the disciple from the Xuanyin Sect had already started their match. As soon as they clashed, the battle entered an intense phase.

Clearly, neither of them wanted to waste time.

After all, there were still many matches to follow today. The more energy they could conserve, the better their chances of winning the next round.

“Ye Han is doomed to lose!”

Zheng Chuan sneered coldly. Although he couldn’t do anything to Li Xun himself, seeing a disciple of the Profound Sun Sect defeated by someone from the Xuanyin Sect brought him immense satisfaction.

It was as if he had personally defeated Li Xun.

“You’re celebrating too soon. The outcome is still undecided. What makes you so confident that Ye Han will lose?” Li Xun glanced at Zheng Chuan and said indifferently.

“Heh.”

Zheng Chuan chuckled lightly, a smug look on his face as he said in a deep voice, “If that’s the case, why don’t we place a bet and see who laughs last?”

A disciple of the Xuanyin Sect was not like someone from the Beast Taming Sect. Those from the Beast Taming Sect, once deprived of the assistance of their beasts, would lose seventy percent of their strength.

The one currently fighting Ye Han was at the mid-stage of the Spirit Meridian Realm, and even within the Xuanyin Sect, he was considered a minor prodigy.

The difference between them was an entire major realm and several minor realms. How could he possibly lose to Ye Han?

“Fine.”

Li Xun agreed without hesitation.

If someone was offering benefits, why wouldn’t he accept?

“I have a high-grade flying magical treasure called the Cloud Piercer Shuttle. It can travel ten thousand miles a day and can even withstand attacks from an early-stage Profound Elixir Realm expert. I’ll bet this!”

Zheng Chuan stretched out one hand. In his palm, a three-inch-long silver-white magical treasure floated, radiating a faint glow that was extremely dazzling.

The moment it appeared, it attracted the attention of more than a dozen people.

A high-grade magical treasure might not be considered overly precious to them, but a high-grade flying magical treasure was a different story.

Among the dozens of prodigies present, very few could take out such a treasure. Even Ning Cheng couldn’t help but glance at Zheng Chuan.

“Well? What can you offer in return?”

Zheng Chuan enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention. He glanced at Li Xun with a proud expression and asked, “What can you put on the table?”

“A low-grade flying spiritual treasure, the Royal Spirit Boat. How about that?”

Li Xun opened his palm, revealing a small purple-gold ship. The ship’s hull wasn’t large, but it was dazzling, emanating a unique spiritual treasure aura that spread in all directions.

“A flying spiritual treasure!”

Many took a deep breath.

If Zheng Chuan taking out a high-grade flying magical treasure was merely surprising, then Li Xun’s Royal Spirit Boat left them utterly stunned.

This was a spiritual treasure!

How many present could claim to possess a spiritual treasure?

Perhaps a few did, but definitely not a flying spiritual treasure, as its value was astronomical!

“Deal!”

Zheng Chuan swallowed nervously, his eyes lighting up as if he were afraid Li Xun might change his mind. He quickly responded, “We’ll bet on that!”

“Brother Li, don’t act impulsively!”

The Spirit Sword Valley’s Yao Feng whispered a warning.

In his view, the low-grade flying spiritual treasure was far too valuable, worth hundreds of Zheng Chuan’s Cloud Piercer Shuttle. If they really lost, the loss would be staggering.

Moreover, the two fighting below were worlds apart in strength. One was at the late-stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, while the other was at the mid-stage of the Spirit Meridian Realm. No one thought Ye Han stood a chance.

This was practically a guaranteed loss!

“Daoist Yao, what do you mean by this? Are you suggesting we raise the stakes?”
Zheng Chuan narrowed his eyes and spoke in a deep voice.

He was genuinely worried. What if Li Xun got swayed by Yao Feng and decided not to gamble?

“In a wager, both sides’ stakes should be equal. Your mere Cloud Piercer Shuttle is hardly comparable to Brother Li’s Royal Spirit Boat,” Yao Feng retorted sharply without backing down.

“Fair point,” Zheng Chuan said unexpectedly without refuting.

He glanced at the battle below, then at the Royal Spirit Boat in Li Xun’s hand. Gritting his teeth, he removed two storage rings from his fingers.

“This is everything I have. While it’s still far less valuable than a low-grade flying spiritual treasure, it’s not without worth. What do you think?”

As he finished speaking, Zheng Chuan’s eyes were fixed on Li Xun.

Li Xun didn’t respond immediately. First, he subtly shook his head at Yao Feng, signaling him not to worry. Then, he glanced at Zheng Chuan and said indifferently, “Even with this, it’s not enough.”

“Not enough?!”

Zheng Chuan’s expression darkened. He turned toward Ning Cheng, hoping for his help.

Ning Cheng didn’t disappoint. With a light cough, he flipped his palm, revealing two high-grade magical treasures: a longsword and a long blade.

Both gleamed coldly, exuding a strong spiritual aura.

“How about adding these two items?” Ning Cheng asked.

“Passable,” Li Xun replied with slight dissatisfaction.

He knew this was their limit. Zheng Chuan had nothing left of value, and Ning Cheng wouldn’t risk too much for a wager initiated by Zheng Chuan.

With the wager now set, all eyes in the stands focused on Ye Han’s match.

At this moment, Ye Han’s battle with the Xuanyin Sect disciple was nearing its conclusion. Victory would soon be decided.

Buzz!

The sky trembled.

The Xuanyin Sect disciple unleashed a fearsome attack. Black light erupted from his palm, forming a massive dark imprint that blotted out the sky like a shadowy cloud pressing down toward Ye Han. The oppressive sight sent chills through everyone watching.

Ye Han stood firm on the competition platform. His figure was as steady as a mountain. As the dark imprint descended, golden light flowed across his body, making him appear as though cast in gold.

“Hah!”

With a low shout, Ye Han stomped the ground, shattering it beneath him as he charged forward. He raised his fist and struck directly at the imprint.

Fist met palm, clashing like spear against shield.

Boom!

A deafening explosion sent waves of terrifying energy outward. Black mist surged, golden light erupted, and the destructive force even disrupted matches on neighboring platforms.

“Incredible!”

Someone gasped audibly.

Although Ye Han was only at the late-stage Qi Condensation Realm, his displayed strength rivaled that of a mid-stage Spirit Meridian Realm expert.

Bang!

The fist and palm clashed again. This time, the sound was softer, but the power was even more fearsome. The black cloud shattered into nothingness, while the golden light engulfed the entire platform.

“Pfft!”

The Xuanyin Sect disciple spat a mouthful of blood as he was flung out of the platform amidst the radiant golden glow. He landed heavily outside the competition area with a thud, causing many spectators’ hearts to skip a beat.

Seeing the Xuanyin Sect disciple lying outside the platform, Zheng Chuan shot to his feet in disbelief and exclaimed, “How is this possible?!”

“Many thanks to you both.”

Li Xun beamed as he clasped his hands toward Zheng Chuan and Ning Cheng.

Then, with a swipe of his hand, he collected all the items they had wagered and added them to his own stash.