C38 Gambling

Many Spirit Beast Mountain disciples saw Ye Feng walk into the Elder Sun Qi's residence with a righteous face.

After careful observation, many of the disciples found out that Ye Feng's face was full of vigor, and there was even a hint of vulgarity on it.

After a long time, Ye Feng walked out of the Elder Sun Qi's residence, seemingly satisfied.

The night passed in silence, arriving at a day that was rarely seen in the Wanghai Sect.

Today was the day that the Wanghai Sect was said to have opened. The reason it was said to be a legend was because the Life and Death Arena had already become illusory and no disciple had managed to get on it for many years.

All the disciples in the Wanghai Sect were waiting for this day to come, and Sect Leader Gongsun Hui was truly amazing. He announced that the entire Wanghai Sect was on vacation for a day, and all disciples could go to the Life and Death Arena to watch the battle between Ye Feng and Ruan Jialin.

The Life and Death Arena was not some mysterious place, it was only a normal stage located at the main peak of the Wanghai Sect.

Wanghai Sect's main peak had an area large enough to accommodate all the disciples of the Wanghai Sect.

The sky had just begun to brighten when countless disciples rushed over in order to grab a good spot.

The noise from the Life and Death Arena disturbed the quiet environment, causing the disciples to gather together and discuss the battle.

"Elder Brother Wang, did you make a bet?"

"Of course I'm betting. This is a great opportunity to earn crystal stones, how could it be my style to miss out on such a chance?"

"That's right, I bet a hundred pieces of mid-grade crystal stones. After a while, it will become two hundred pieces, ah, one less year of struggle."

Most of the disciples were talking about the bet, treating this Life and Death Arena as a gathering to earn crystals.

"I actually hope that Ye Feng can win." A disciple held a completely different view from others.

"What do you mean?"

"I bet five pieces of medium-grade crystal on Ye Feng winning. Fifty times the odds is two hundred and fifty pieces of medium-grade crystal. If Ye Feng wins, then wouldn't it mean that I've earned a lot?"

"Sure enough, you have 250 points. How can you win with a waste body? Don't take it for the last 250 points and throw it in with 5 points." The disciples beside him mocked.

"Tsk, what do you know. A small bet can win a lot of money. Even if Ye Feng loses, he doesn't lose much. This is a real bet."

"Yeah, it's still better if you have a brain. Why didn't I think of that?" When some disciples heard him say that, they also reacted and ran towards the betting stations not far away from Life and Death Arena.

It was a 1: 50 profit margin. If something unexpected happened, then the profits would be huge.

There was a sea of people in front of the betting station, and a large number of disciples were betting on it.

Upon closer inspection, they discovered that although there were people who were throwing their attacks at the two of them, there was a clear difference.

Those that bet on Ruan Jialin to win were all large amounts of crystals, while those that bet on Ye Feng to win were all small in amount.

From the numbers, it could be seen that none of the disciples believed that Ye Feng could win. They just held a cold attitude and tried to win with a big mindset. It didn't matter if he lost, but winning would be better.

"The three junior sisters are also suppressing Ruan Jialin huh." Three beautiful female disciples appeared at the betting station. Each of them had their own unique characteristics: one of them had a cold expression, one of them had a smile on his face, and the other one was filled with anger.

"I bet on Ruan Jialin to win, two hundred middle-ranked crystals." The angry female disciple said.

"Fei Fei, isn't it too much?"

"Eyebrows, I am optimistic about Ruan Jialin." Fei Fei said.

"I bet on Ye Feng to win, a hundred high grade crystal stones." The female disciple who had a slight smile on her face was Zhen Xuetian.

"What? There are still 100 high-grade crystal stones for Ye Feng to win against? Is it that there is no place to give them if there is too many crystal stones?" A disciple on the side exclaimed. This was the biggest bet he had ever placed on Ye Feng.

Right now, the stakes bet on Ruan Jialin was already too big, and there were very few who bet on Ye Feng. At this rate, after Ruan Jialin won, the losses on the gambling house were too great.

Fei Fei and Mei Zhiruo couldn't help but look at Zhen Xuetian, shocked by her magnanimity.

Mei Zhiruo thought for a moment and then took out a hundred mid-grade crystal stones to bet on Ye Feng.

It could be seen that this was all that Mei Zhiruo had.

"Eyebrows, how can you bet on Ye Feng to win, isn't this clearly a loss-making business?" Fei Fei was puzzled.

Mei Zhiruo secretly shook her head. No wonder Ye Feng hated Fei Fei so much, he didn't think that Fei Fei was this annoying.

"I'll just give Ye Feng some confidence and support." Mei Zhiruo said.

"I believe that my cousin will definitely win. He has never let me down." Zhen Xuetian's face was unwavering.

"Alright, cousin knows me better. See how I can help you guys turn the crystal up to fifty times." Ye Feng's voice came from behind them.

"Cousin, why are you here?" Zhen Xuetian realized that it was Ye Feng and turned his head around excitedly. Ye Feng was smiling at her, causing Zhen Xuetian's face to redden.

"Why, I can't place a few bets." Ye Feng smiled.

Some disciples recognized Ye Feng.

"He is Ye Feng!"

"If he doesn't go to the Life and Death Arena to prepare, then what is he doing here?"

The disciples discussed in low voices.

After greeting Mei Zhiruo, Ye Feng immediately walked over to the disciple in charge of placing bets, "I want to place bets."

"Alright, but you need to explain in advance, you cannot bet on Ruan Jialin winning, you should understand the rules." The disciple in charge of betting said.

Of course, Ye Feng understood that no matter what the bet was, he must not bet on his opponent. Otherwise, if he were to throw the match and deliberately lose to his opponent, wouldn't that be a scam?

However, in a battle like this one between Life and Death Arena s, no one would go easy on him.

"Can I ask if your bet is limited?" Ye Feng asked.

What he meant was that there was no limit to the amount of crystals a person could throw.

"Of course not." The disciple replied. He certainly hoped that Ye Feng would bet a large amount of crystals that Ye Feng would win.

"That's good. That's what you said." Ye Feng lewdly smiled. This disciple seemed to have seen that something was not right, but he didn't understand the meaning behind Ye Feng's smile.

"My payout is 1: 50, right?" Ye Feng emphasized.

"That's right." The disciple gave a satisfactory answer.

"Since that's the case, fellow disciples, please bear witness to my victory." Saying that, Ye Feng threw a storage bag on the table in front of that disciple.

"storage bag!" All of the disciples present cried out in alarm. They had all seen the storage bag s' books, hmm, even if they had seen them before, no one could afford to own one.

Cultivation was a job of devouring crystals. Every step forward would require a large amount of crystals, and very few low level cultivators had crystals to buy extravagant ornaments like the storage bag.

"It's amazing that it's a storage bag. Who knows, maybe there's only a single low-grade crystal inside." A disciple said sourly.

"Hur hur." With the typical sour grapes, Ye Feng would not care about it. He grabbed the bottom of the storage bag, casually lifted it, and poured the crystal on the table.

"Ding dong!" The crystal stones made a crisp sound when they collided. It was very pleasant to listen to.

"Isn't it just over twenty crystals? What's there to be afraid of?" One of the disciples carelessly glanced at it and said without looking at it in detail.

"Wow, what the f * * k."

"The pure crystal!"

Shouts of alarm rang out.

It was true that there were twenty crystals, but these twenty crystals were shining with a strange light. The almost transparent color displayed the different quality of the crystals.

The dumbstruck crowd stared at the crystal on the table, unable to stop their saliva from flowing out.

"Middle Rank, pure crystal!" The disciples who were in charge of collecting bets stammered as they spoke, word for word.

"That's right, consider yourself knowledgeable. I bet twenty mid-tier pure crystal on myself winning." At this time, Ye Feng also put away his smile and said solemnly.

"What!" The disciples who did not see the situation ahead were stunned when they heard Ye Feng's words. His hand was just too big, and not even Zhen Xuetian's hundred high grade crystals was surprised, and now twenty middle grade pure crystal s had appeared.

Were these crystals as worthless as dirt these days? It was all thanks to Ye Feng digging up the crystal mine.

That disciple had an awkward expression as he trembled and didn't dare to speak.

"What, you guys don't dare to let me bet?" Ye Feng stared at the disciple and said.

"No, no, I can't make such a huge bet." Wiping away the sweat on his forehead, he spoke while trembling in fear.

At this moment, no one dared to speak a word, as they were all paying attention to the situation. The once chaotic arena was now extremely quiet.

"What's going on?" With a dignified growl, a middle-aged man walked over. He was the person who had initiated the gambling house, a deacon of the Sword Pavilion.

When his gaze landed on the table, he was petrified on the spot.

He had seen pure crystal before, this was the first time he had seen such a large amount, and it came from a Qi Condensation disciple at that. What was even more unacceptable was that the owner of the crystal stone was one of the main characters in the Life and Death Arena this time.

A conspiracy, it was obviously a conspiracy. The deacon who reacted first thought that it must be Sun Qi doing something behind the scenes, trying to suppress the Sword Pavilion's imposing aura.

He was probably thinking that it was not enough for Sun Qi to kick out all of the families of the Spirit Beast Mountain in order to gather more crystals. Maybe he even borrowed some from them, because this time, he had to make Sun Qi suffer a huge loss and let everyone know that the dignity of the Sword Pavilion was not something that could be infringed on in the Wanghai Sect.

"Ye Feng, are you trying to disrupt the order?" The deacon's black face scared Ye Feng.

"What's wrong? Are you trying to use a lot of pressure, or are you putting on an act? Or are you saying that the Sword Pavilion can't afford to play around with them anymore?" Elder Sun Qi's voice came from behind the group.

Everyone immediately stepped aside to make way. Even though Spirit Beast Mountain was of a very low status in the Wanghai Sect, and had the same status as other people, they were still elders.

"Elder Sun, what is the meaning of this?" The foreman's face changed again and again, it seemed like he had truly confirmed the idea in his mind. Sun Qi was behind all of this.

"Ye Feng was only betting on something, what right do you have to say that he disturbed the order?" Sun Qi was unhappy. Indeed, it was as Ye Feng said yesterday, the people from the Sword Pavilion did not have many good people.

The deacon level was one level lower than the elder, so he had to address the elder as Junior Master. However, this Sword Pavilion deacon evidently did not view Sun Qi as a Junior Master.

Yesterday, when Ye Feng went to find Sun Qi, he wanted Sun Qi to appear at a critical juncture so that he wouldn't win a large amount of crystals in the end and the Sword Pavilion wouldn't be so shameless as to refuse to hand it over.

"If your Sword Pavilion is afraid of not being able to pay up, it's still too late to cancel the bet." Sun Qi was not angry, his cultivation was just standing there, casually releasing a bit of pressure, it was enough to make the disciples suffer.

The deacon's eyes turned as he thought about the countermeasures. Sun Qi would not place such a big bet out of nowhere, he obviously thought highly of Ye Feng, 1: 50, 20 pieces of middle ranked pure crystal, if Ye Feng won, he would have to compensate him with 1000 middle ranked pure crystal, which was also one piece of high-grade pure crystal.

Even if he squeezed out all his bones, he wouldn't be able to afford it. This wasn't something that the deacon could decide.

"What? Elder Sun is going to fall out with my Sword Pavilion." A cold snort came from the distance. Although the voice was somewhat deep, it was clearly heard by everyone present.