Mushroom Man

Gambling match...

This is really non-stop work...

Upon hearing this, Wu Liang rubbed his temples.

He was juggling multiple tasks at once, dealing with Young Master Zhenlong, keeping an eye on the situation with Bai Xiaosheng, and now even going on stage for a gambling match. He was truly extremely busy.

If he had obtained the Dao Heart Seed Demon Mushroom earlier, he probably wouldn't be in such a busy state.

However, this is not necessarily a bad thing...

At the very least, if things go smoothly this time, he'll be running away with the profits after this busy period.

In fact, if one intends to run away, there is no need to spend too much energy maintaining the identity of a guest elder.

His insistence on creating this identity was entirely for the purpose of infiltrating the Zhenlong caravan and making a big profit before leaving.

Wu Liang's eyes flickered as he thought of this, but he remained calm and showed no sign of weakness.

He followed the executives downstairs and soon saw the arena set up outside again.

At this very moment, the sky is cloudless and the sun shines brightly.

The scorching sun shone on the still-wet arena, where blood had not yet dried, reflecting a faint sheen.

The spectators in the Golden Pavilion poured tea and watched the play.

On stage and off stage, it's like two completely different worlds.

Wu Liang raised his head slightly and saw the young master Zhenlong looking in this direction from the open window on the top floor.

Young Master Zhenlong raised his teacup, smiling as he offered a distant toast, as if wishing him a swift return.

Wu Liang nodded, looked away, and focused his attention back on the life-or-death arena.

There was a loud "thump"!
The gambling den vendor, with copper coins hanging from his waist, struck a golden gong and shouted loudly.

"Once the bet is placed, there's no going back; life or death is irrelevant."

"The first round of the four-way gambling match in the Golden Pavilion will be between Young Master Zhenlong and Young Master Dongfang Xing of the Star Palace."

"The mushroom master who replaced Young Master Zhenlong in the gambling match is Wu Di, a newly recruited guest elder of his caravan!"

"The mushroom master who took the stage to compete in place of Young Master Dongfang is the head manager of the all-powerful organization, the Master of the Belief Mushroom... whose word is law!"

"Please come up on stage, both of you, for a wager!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Liang's expression turned strange, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

Such a coincidence?
So the guy he was supposed to fight was actually Yan Wuxin?

"Please come up on stage, both of you!"

Perhaps because there was still no movement, the gambling house manager in charge of the betting match on stage couldn't help but speak up again.

Wu Liang shook his head. Knowing in advance that Yan Wuxin would not be able to attend, he already knew the outcome of this bet.

Without any hesitation, he immediately moved and appeared on the arena.

The onlookers in the Golden Pavilion, seeing that the guest advisor invited by Young Master Zhenlong looked so ordinary and unremarkable, not like any kind of expert, all booed.

Some gamblers had heard of Yiyantang and knew that Yan Bixing was a famous Taoist master, so they started placing bets before even meeting him.

Only a few clever individuals have refrained from making any rash moves.

Wu Liang stood on the stage for a long time, expressionless.

The onlookers gradually grew impatient, whispering among themselves and making noise.

"what happened?"

"Why hasn't that Yan Bixing (a person who always speaks his mind) come up on stage yet?"

"Are you scared?"

"Impossible. They were sent by the young master of the Star Palace. Even if they were afraid, they wouldn't just hide their faces."

The voices of the crowd gradually became noisy, chaotic, and disorderly.

The young master Zhenlong, who was watching the play upstairs, couldn't stop laughing at this scene.

He raised his teacup, offered a toast to a superior room, and then made a sarcastic remark.

"Brother Dongfang, it seems the people you found aren't very reliable..." "It's only the first duel, how come we can't even see the person?"

Upon hearing this, a cold snort immediately came from the upper room.

The next moment, the window was pushed open, revealing a gloomy-faced boy.

The young man, Dongfang Xing, had a grim expression and coldly asked, "Was it you who did this?"

"Knowing you couldn't beat me, you resorted to underhanded tricks, right?"

Dongfangxing's suspicions were not without merit.

After all, what a coincidence that someone would be nowhere to be seen at this crucial moment.

You should know that he kept his word, but he owed him a large sum of money.

I can run away from the monk, but I can't run away from the temple.

With such an outstanding debt, how could that guy possibly desert his post and risk offending him, the young master of the Star Palace?

Under these circumstances, it's not surprising that Dongfang Xing suspects that Young Master Zhenlong used underhanded tactics.

However, at this moment, Young Master Zhenlong was even more wronged than Dou E.

How could he be happy when he was inexplicably framed for using underhanded tactics?

His previously warm and gentle expression suddenly darkened, and he spoke in an annoyed tone.

"Brother Dongfang, it's your fault for not managing your own people properly, how dare you pin the blame on me?"

"This young master disdains to resort to any underhanded tactics."

"Brother Dongfang, if you truly have no one to choose, it seems this bet can only be considered a victory for me..."

After speaking, Young Master Zhenlong immediately looked at the gambling house manager, wanting him to decide the outcome directly.

However, at this moment, Dongfang Xing sneered and said, "Who said that I, the young master, have no candidates?"

“Any one of my men is better than any of the retainers you, Young Master Zhenlong, have recruited.”

"Aren't these so-called guest elders just thugs you found among the rogue mushroom masters?"

"A mere rogue cultivator dares to compete with me, Master Xinggong?"

Dongfang Xing's face showed disdain as he said this.

After he finished speaking, he summoned a Star Palace fourth-level mushroom master, but he was not one of the known elders of the Star Palace.

Clearly, this is a rising star secretly cultivated by the Star Palace.

His cultivation level was the same as Wu Liang's, both at the initial stage of the fourth level. He had an extremely fair complexion and a slightly effeminate appearance.

Upon receiving instructions from Dongfang Xing, he immediately leaped out and jumped onto the arena.

For a moment, Wu Liang and he were several feet apart, and they looked at each other.

The effeminate man chuckled and spoke first: "Star Palace's prospective elder, True Person Star Moon, please enlighten me!"

Wu Liang raised an eyebrow slightly, wondering what this guy was so proud of.

What's so great about a prospective elder?
Let alone a mere prospective elder, even if it were a Star Elder or a Starlight Elder, he wouldn't be afraid.

Or to be more precise, we should ask the elders if they fear him.

Wu Liang smiled slightly and casually cupped his hands in greeting.

"Elder Wu Di of the Zhenlong Caravan, please enlighten me!"

After they finished speaking, they each channeled their inner energy, and a life-or-death battle was about to unfold.

The onlookers on the Golden Tower held their breath, their attention focused on this scene.

Yan Bixing, who failed to attend the betting match, was completely forgotten by them, and no one cared.

What no one knew was...

At this very moment, Yan Bixing, who is also known as Yan Wuxin, is being relentlessly pursued by someone.

Judging by the time, they should have already left Chaotic Star Island and escaped to the open sea! (End of Chapter)