The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 178 Thinking of Starting a Gambling Game
Because of him yesterday...

Missed!
The last evil spirit master that Xi'an wanted to kill was not in the room, and Feng Ling completely missed him!
However, when the number of the dead was tallied this morning, it matched the list I had compiled. This means that the person among the dead who wasn't the evil spirit master was killed by the real evil spirit master!

This made Feng Ling extremely regretful. If he had killed that evil spirit master sooner, perhaps this tragedy would not have happened.

"Boom—!" A loud noise came from the floating triangular stone platform, followed by a figure coughing up blood crashing down from it.

"Whoosh~...!"

With a dazzling flash, the legendary elder who had drawn the lots earlier swiftly arrived at the scene and narrowly caught the severely injured disciple who was coughing up blood.

"Blood Five wins the first round!" Seeing the opponent's face contorted in pain, with mouthfuls of blood flowing from his mouth, he was no longer able to fight.

After Elder Chen frowned and announced the result of the competition, he immediately bent down and pressed his hand on the opponent's sunken chest. The powerful ghostly and divine power flowed into his body continuously, finally stopping the churning blood in his body.

"hiss--!"

Everyone in the audience gasped. First, they were amazed that the match had ended so soon after it began; second, they were shocked as the sunken sternum of the seriously injured disciple slowly swelled up.

"Steward Sun, I'd like to trouble you to take this disciple away to recover from his injuries!"

The old man withdrew his hand and exhaled a breath of stale air, then wiped the layer of cold sweat that had unknowingly covered his forehead.

"Elder Chen, you're too kind!" Upon hearing this, the green-robed steward, who had been watching the old man and secretly waiting for orders, immediately stepped forward and helped the disciple up.

Then, he nodded respectfully to the gentle old man who hadn't put on any airs, saying, "This is what our disciples should do!"

"Thank you so much, Elder Chen, for saving my life!"

Before leaving, the seriously injured disciple bowed deeply despite the pain. Under the old man's full treatment, his injuries had miraculously recovered by more than half!

"Yes, go and rest well, and fight again next year!" With a nod, the old man calmly watched the two figures disappear quickly, his true feelings unknown.

"Blood Five! You managed to escape this time, but tonight... you won't be so lucky!"

The man in blue had eyes like lightning as he stared at the indifferent man with a knife leaping down from a triangular floating stone platform, a 45-degree smirk playing on his lips.

The last evil spirit master among the inner disciples was none other than Xue Wu, whose aura was strange and whose cultivation was at the peak of the late seventh rank. He was the highest on the list of evil spirit masters to be eliminated. Otherwise, Feng Ling would not have deliberately left him until the end.

"The murderous aura emanating from Xue Wu seems far too intense!" The elder in charge of the inner disciples' quarters on the west bank frowned deeply, his dim old eyes suddenly narrowing as if he had made a connection to something: "Could it be...!?"

“My friend, everything must be based on evidence! This boy is the youngest and smallest disciple under the Grand Elder. To avoid unnecessary trouble, you must not make any more wild guesses!”

The old man in black robes beside him knew that the other party was having a miserable time on the West Bank, so he immediately sent a reminder via telepathy.

The person who spoke was the managing elder of the inner disciples' academy on the east bank. Originally, the two belonged to the same lineage as Feng Tianjue, but due to the need, they were separated to the two banks.

"You two keep a close eye on Xue Wu. No matter which inner disciple's quarters he stays in, keep a close watch on his movements!" The man in the purple-gold crown suddenly raised an eyebrow and secretly transmitted his voice to the two of them.

"Yes...!" The two elders were startled, clearly not expecting that the Jade Purity Sect Master could hear their conversation, but they still responded immediately.

Actually, this is a misunderstanding. Ling Weiyun's clone had just secretly communicated with the Jade Purity Sect Master, hoping that he could find someone to keep an eye on Xue Wu, which is why the Jade Purity Sect Master said that.

"boom--!"

The three floating stone platforms roared violently, two sharp sword energies scattered in all directions, and several figures were sent flying backward, coughing up blood, and falling off the platforms at the same time. "Ke Wei, victory...!"
Xu Peng, victory…!
Brute force wins...!

After quickly checking on the losers, Elder Chen immediately announced the results one by one. Fortunately, none of them had hit hard this time, and his expression improved slightly.

"Hmph!" The victors sheathed their swords, turned their heads and exchanged disdainful glances, while the brute was even more arrogant, directly using the iron rod in his hand to make a "smack" sound on Xu Peng's head.

"Hey, guess who? Who will be the eleven winners in the second draw match?"

Seeing the unreasonable provocation between the group, most of the people watching realized what was happening and became extremely excited. The eliminated inner disciples, on the other hand, went even further, engaging in a gamble.

"It's hard to say, but normally I think Ke Wei, Xu Peng, Xue Wu and Man Li are very likely to pass."

But this depends on one major prerequisite: the four players cannot face off against each other! Otherwise, even Blood Five might be eliminated!

A chubby man with squinting eyes frowned and analyzed the situation carefully. His words impressed the disciples around him, who nodded in agreement.

"So, just to be on the safe side, I'm betting fifty taels... copper coins on Ke Wei!"

"Tch...! That's way too little!"

The fat man's last words made everyone roll their eyes, and the good image he had just created in everyone's mind was instantly diminished.

"I bet on Blood Five, Silver..."

Fifty taels!

"I'm betting Xu Peng, one hundred taels..."

silver!"

……

"Boss, how about we organize an event next time?"

Zhu Bupang and his companion's eyes lit up as they looked at the piles of silver. They then turned to the blue-robed man beside them, who was staring blankly at a stone platform below, and made a suggestion.

It would be stupid not to make money when there is money to be made. The odds for the three of them are very high. If they all bet on themselves, wouldn't they make a fortune?

"Sure, you can forfeit the match first! Then you can focus on running the casino for me and Bu Shou!"

Also, remember to lower the odds when you bet, while raising the odds for everyone else. This will further discourage anyone from betting on us!

The man in blue raised an eyebrow, and his words left the two men stunned. Clearly, the man before them was a seasoned gambler!
Withdrawal from the competition!?

"Ahem~, well then I think we should just forget about it!" The slightly chubby disciple coughed as he came to his senses, having forgotten about the competition.

If it's for a huge bet, he'd rather give up that fortune than lose the competition.

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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