Yuan Zun: Starting with the Eight Ancestral Symbols

Chapter 168 Ten Thousand Years

"Miss Qingyu, are you interested in gambling on the Flame Stone?"

After this voice appeared, Zuoqiu Qingyu's face showed impatience rarely. Mu Chen glanced at the young man in purple and red clothes who was walking towards him. He should be coming for Zuoqiu Qingyu, but he didn't know him.

Judging from the clothes he is wearing, he is not just a casual cultivator. However, compared with the Six Sacred Sect, he is definitely far inferior.

Otherwise, they would not be trying to please others in this way, but would be directly using their own background to pressure others.

"Whether you are interested or not is none of your business. Let's go, Muchen." Zuoqiu Qingyu said lightly.

After saying that, Zuoqiu Qingyu took Muchen's arm. This scene fell into Su Duan's eyes. Although he had a smile on his face, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"This friend is from the Cang Xuan Sect, right? My name is Su Duan. I'm really sorry for ignoring you just now." Although Su Duan had a smile on his face, everyone could feel the hostility in his expression.

"It's okay, as long as Qingyu and I know each other." Much Chen sneered in his heart and directly hugged Zuoqiu Qingyu's delicate body, placing his big hands on her smooth and fragrant shoulders. The touch made Much Chen sigh that Zuoqiu Qingyu's old shoulders were really smooth.

The refreshing fragrance of Zuoqiu bluefish's hair makes people feel happy.

The masculine scent hit her in the face, making a little fairy like Zuoqiu Qingyu look shy, but she did not struggle to break free.

Since this guy dared to take advantage of her, he would never be able to escape the matter of becoming the son-in-law of the Zuoqiu family.

Su Duan saw this scene, which made him so angry that his teeth itched and his eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

He had been pestering Zuoqiu Qingyu for several days, but Zuoqiu Qingyu had no intention of paying any attention to him. Now that he was being so intimate with Muchen, it would be strange if he didn't have any hostility.

If Zuoqiu Qingyu was not a disciple of Baihua Fairy Palace, would he, the young master of Yanding Sect, need to try to please Zuoqiu Qingyu so much?
"My friend, are you interested in playing a few rounds?" Su Duan took a deep breath and decided to save his face by gambling on the Fire Stone and hit Muchen hard.

"Okay, but you have to pay for the gambling of the Fire Stone."

The ancestral flame talisman in Muchen's body fluctuated slightly. Since Su Duan stretched out his face for him to hit, Muchen didn't mind satisfying his request.

"Of course, I will cover all the expenses for gambling on the stone. If Brother Mu can find a high-year-old fire marrow, it will also belong to you."

"As for the prize, if you win, Brother Mu, I, Su Duan, will pay for whatever you like today."

Su Duan seemed very generous. As the young master of the sect, he certainly didn't lack this little money.

When Mu Chen fails to open up any flame marrow, he can mock him and let Zuoqiu Qingyu see that your eyesight is not good.

Muchen nodded. Since there was a sucker who wanted to pay, he accepted it with a smile.

"I have already taken out the prize, so what do you want to take out, Brother Mu?" Su Duan looked at Zuoqiu Qingyu standing aside without waiting for Mu Chen to answer.

"If I win, please give me a chance to have dinner with you, Miss Herring."

This is when the real purpose is revealed. As the young master of the Yanding Sect, he has a lot of experience in gambling with fire stones and can indeed be called a master.

"Okay, Muchen, will you lose?" Zuoqiu Qingyu blinked playfully.

"If you want to have dinner with him, then I can lose."

Mu Chen said with a smile, Zuoqiu Qingyu rolled his eyes and threatened, "You'd better show me your real skills. If you lose, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."

Several disciples of the Holy Sect upstairs were looking at the gambling fire stone below with great interest.

Muchen was most likely an outsider, and compared to a seasoned master like Su Duan, he really didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was. Many people were not optimistic about Muchen and made sarcastic remarks.

Muchen ignored the gossip and activated the Flame Ancestral Talisman. Muchen could feel different levels of fire energy emanating from different fire stones.

Treasures like Flame Marrow are of great benefit to those who practice fire-attributed source energy and source techniques, and can improve the quality of their own source energy.

However, in essence, the flame marrow itself is of fire attribute, so for Muchen, it is very easy to distinguish the age of the flame marrow.

Although he has not yet refined the Flame Ancestral Talisman, by driving the Flame Ancestral Talisman, he can naturally gain the perception of fire energy easily.

The more vigorous the fire energy in a fire stone, the older the fire marrow contained in it.

Although the surface of the fire stone would block the detection of the soul, for Muchen, it was like opening the skylight for him to choose.

Each person picked five fire stones, and Muchen quickly picked out five, which made many people more convinced that Muchen was just an amateur, not proficient in this and just relied on luck.

Su Duan was the real master, carefully exploring the texture of the fire stone.

"Could it be that Mu Chen really doesn't understand anything at all?" Zuoqiu Qingyu was frowning.

If she really loses in the end, let’s see how she will complain to Yaoyao next time she sees her.

It took Su Duan a long time to select five fire stones. Although his speed was slower than Muchen's, compared with Muchen's casualness, his speed was undoubtedly admirable.

Zhao Zhu and other disciples of Cang Xuan Sect all shook their heads slightly. Now that was bad, they really didn't want to meet Mu Chen as a disciple and bring shame to Cang Xuan Sect.

Can you still create something incredible?
Li Qingchan looked at the confident and calm Muchen with curious eyes, and did not notice any nervousness.

Under the gazes of countless people, Su Duan began to mine the stones. The best quality ones were five hundred years old. Except for one piece of waste stone, all the others were yielding something. This made many people admire Su Duan's vision.

"Sorry for the poor performance!" Su Duan enjoyed the applause, but he still behaved modestly.

"It's over, it's my turn now."

Muchen directly pried open the five fire stones, and just when many people were waiting to see him make a fool of himself, an accident happened.

boom!
Five pillars of fire erupted, like a volcano that had been depositing water for thousands of years. The temperature of the entire trading field instantly became extremely hot, and the air was filled with rich fire-attributed energy.

One of the fire pillars directly hit the ceiling of the top floor. If it weren't for the Source Pattern Barrier, it would probably have rushed out. This scene left everyone stunned.

"how is this possible?"

I don't know who spoke with difficulty. I couldn't believe this sight. The height of each pillar of fire was taller than Su Duan's 500-year-old Flame Marrow.

Zuoqiu Qingyu looked at Muchen's face illuminated by the firelight and her heartbeat quickened. She felt that Muchen looked even more handsome.

Finally, when the pillar of fire fell, the four pieces of flaming marrow emitted a color like sticky blood. Anyone who knew about it could recognize that this was a thousand-year-old flaming marrow.

The color of the fifth piece of fire marrow had turned red to purple, and its violent fire energy completely crushed the four thousand-year-old fire marrows around it.

"Ten thousand year old Flame Marrow... How is this possible?!"

As the young master of the Yanding Sect, Su Duan was naturally knowledgeable and could identify the age of this piece of Yan Sui.

(End of this chapter)