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Sensing the murderous glint in his father's eyes, Lu Qiwu quickly jumped up from the audience, performing a series of three backflips to get himself out of the arena before extending his Erkang hand to explain.

"Master, let me explain."

Lu Qiwu was so anxious that he wanted to swear a solemn oath immediately to prove himself: "I didn't bet everything. I still have 3800 spirit stones left for living expenses."

Sect Master of Wuji Sect: "..."

Xie Mo: "..."

The reason it was 3800 was because Xiao Lu deducted a small amount from all his savings to make up the total for gambling.

Xie Mo was somewhat flattered, raised his hand to touch his nose, and said, "You're actually a pretty nice person~"

Lu Qiwu immediately sent a star flying towards him: "Of course."

Lu Qiwu: ❛˓◞˂̵✧

Xie Mo: "..."

Perhaps due to their positions, Xie Mo sensed the killing intent of the Wuji Sect Master two seconds earlier than Lu Qiwu. He silently sat down, casually picked up a Cheng Jiangui coin and placed it in front of him, using Cheng Jiangui's large face to cover his weak, helpless, and pitiful self.

The next second, the sect leader of Wuji Sect pulled out a 50-meter-long cleaver and roared on the spot with his neck red.

"You're going to die!"

"Aaaaaahhhhh..." Lu Qiwu took off running.

The rivalry between Fu Xiu and his apprentice was relatively harmonious.

In contrast, the Fenglei Sect Master commented: "Fortunately, our sect has a large area. If this were in the Wuji Sect, the two of them probably wouldn't have enough room to move around."

Xie Mo: "..."

Yunxi interrupted, annoyed: "Hey, hey, hey!"

She stood up and patted her chest, indicating that she had already secured first place in weapon crafting and second place in alchemy, so she wanted to ask the audience: "Isn't there anyone smart enough to have bet on me in the talisman crafting competition?"

"..."

"..."

The field was completely silent.

It must be said that the little girl's skill in drawing talismans is evident to all.

So even if Yunxi were to launch stars at everyone at this moment.

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The audience's reactions to receiving the star signal were largely the same.

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They either looked to the left or to the right, and some even went to sharpen the 50-meter-long broadsword of the Wuji Sect Master for free.

The only person who could catch Yunxi's eye was Yao He's younger sister, Yao An'an, whose teeth hadn't fully grown in yet.

The little boy, with his big, innocent eyes, locked eyes with the pretty lady. He sheepishly rummaged through his small purse for change and whispered, "I only have 10 spirit stones left, sister, do you want some?"

Yunxi: "..."

Yunxi felt like she was going to a wealthy family to become a beggar. She couldn't help but purse her lips and glared at Yao He with dissatisfaction: "You're abusing children."

Yao He: "..."

As the saying goes, it's not that the rich second generation is idle, but that they are full of ambition. At this moment, Yao An'an showed her great ambition as a rich second generation of Fu Xiu family to start her own business.

The little boy wiggled his plump waist in Yao He's arms, stole Yao He's mustard seed bag with his chubby little hands, then wiggled again, changed direction, and stole Yao He's mustard seed bag as well.

Yao An'an generously said, "Don't be sad, sister. My dad and brother have a lot of money, and they're both very easy to fool~"

Patriarch Yao: "???"

Yao He: "..."

Yao He silently snatched both mustard seed bags away.

He had intended to give his ignorant younger sister a stern talking-to, but Yao An'an and Yun hope were both staring at him expectantly.

stare.

Keep an eye on it.

Yao He: "..." Yao He pursed his lips, took something out of his mustard seed bag, and threw it far away into the small bowl that had once contained the dark egg yolk, saying reluctantly, "Here, you can take this to play with~"

Yunxi looked down and saw it was a spirit stone card!

Yunxi was happy and satisfied. She found the big shot in the audience who owned a gambling den, skipped over, and fiercely slammed down her spirit stone card: "I want to bet on Xie Mo to win."

Yao He: "???"

Shermö: "??????"

The man hadn't expected that watching a pill cultivation competition would turn into a business opportunity. He happily pulled out his notebook to take notes, adding a casual reminder: "But Xie Mo's odds are very low~"

"???" Yunxi asked, "How low?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qiwu, who was being chased by the sect leader of the Wuji Sect, also stopped and tilted his head in this direction.

The man honestly replied, "Almost everyone has bet on Xie Mo."

"Bet 10,000 spirit stones on him. If Xie Mo wins, the winner will receive 9500 spirit stones."

Lu Qiwu was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

The gambling den in that person's house was relatively small. Since some big clients, such as Lu Qiwu, did not choose his shop, he openly displayed the betting records.

"Out of a hundred people, one hundred and two of them bet on Xie Mo."

So even if you win the bet, there's no real prize money, and you still have to pay the casino a service fee.

Yunxi's eyelids twitched, and she quickly stuffed the spirit stone card back into her pocket: "Oh, I see. Then you guys keep the money!"

Lu Qiwu protested, "Didn't anyone put me under arrest?"

"I'm the top disciple, okay!"

The chief disciple of a talisman-cultivating sect had zero bets placed, and the gambling den owner blinked innocently.

A murmur rippled through the audience: "What's so great about being the chief disciple? Just a few days ago I saw the Wuji Sect Master give Xie Mo over two million spirit stones as collateral."

"???"

Lu Qiwu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he subconsciously turned around.

The Wuji Sect Master paused, tossed his large cleaver into the air, and guiltily put his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky: "Haha, haha, the weather is so nice, hahaha..."

Lu Qiwu: "..."

When the betting took place, no one expected the situation to turn out this way. Xie Mo collected all the bets on his own.

Xie Mo tilted his head.

After a moment of contemplation, the young man raised an eyebrow, walked towards the casino manager, and took out a spirit stone card with a considerable value.

The long string of numbers above represents the savings he accumulated over many years as a talisman cultivator for his future wife.

Xie Mo tossed the card over and calmly said, "I bet on Lu Qiwu."

"!!!"

Lu Qiwu had been hoping someone would bet on him, and sure enough, someone did bet on him, and it was Xie Mo.

He looked left, then right, bewildered, and pointed to himself, somewhat flattered, "Me? Me?"

Lu Qiwu asked, "Are there any other Lu Qiwus participating?"

Xie Mo: "..."

When Xie Mo took out all his savings, the young man preferred to believe that he was betting on another Lu Qiwu.