Listening to the chatter of the crowd, Lu Ming was also very happy. He had not expected such a benefit...
The Central Province was indeed wealthy; they handed out top-grade magical artifacts and even an immortal artifact at the drop of a hat.
This would have been absolutely impossible in the Eastern or Northern Provinces.
Hahaha... He was rich!
But right then, the Tiansheng Sect Leader's voice rang out again:
“Saint Lu, it is like this. According to the rules, you may choose any one item...”
Hearing this, Lu Ming abruptly turned to look at the Tiansheng Sect Leader.
“If we don't go by the rules, can I have them all?”
As soon as Lu Ming's words fell, the crowd below broke into an uproar once more.
“Holy crap... this Qingshan Sect Saint is unbelievably thick-skinned!”
“Thick-skinned? He's just insatiably greedy...”
“With so many good things, I'd be greedy too!”
...
Ye Fan stared darkly at Lu Ming. As expected, he was still as detestable as ever.
The Tiansheng Sect Leader was also stunned. He realized this fellow's skin was truly thicker than a city wall!
But just because you're thick-skinned doesn't mean I'll just give them to you!
“Ahem...”
The Tiansheng Sect Leader cleared his throat and continued:
“Saint Lu, it is like this. According to the rules established when our Ancestor visited your sect back then, regarding the hundred arts of cultivation, for every art you are proficient in, you may choose one additional item...”
Did you hear that clearly? These rules were set by your own sect's Ancestor!
Your own sect!!
Lu Ming couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache upon hearing that the rules were set by his own sect. He had been thoroughly pitfall-trapped by his own sect's Ancestors.
Seeing Lu Ming's expression, the Tiansheng Sect Leader felt rather smug in his heart.
Hmph... you old fogies of the Qingshan Sect, this time you've dug a hole for your own disciple.
Immediately after, the Tiansheng Sect Leader continued to gloat:
“Saint Lu's alchemy, artifact forging, formations... as long as you can reach the Soul Transformation level in any of these, you can choose an extra one...”
After all, you couldn't just refine some Qi Refining stage item to make up the numbers!
Hearing this, the cultivators below couldn't help but gossip:
“How many do you think the Qingshan Sect Saint can get?”
“Two at most!”
“With that detestable look of his, one at most...”
...
A cultivator's time was limited. Usually, aside from cultivation,
it was already quite an achievement to master even a single auxiliary skill.
Most people believed Lu Ming would be able to get two.
One was what he was entitled to by default, and the other would be an extra from one of his skills.
Some also thought Lu Ming could get three. After all, as the former number one power of the Xuantian Continent, perhaps their Saint was exceptionally talented...
While everyone was discussing, the Wanbao Pavilion opened betting.
“The opportunity to get rich overnight is here! Place your bets... place your bets...”
The manager of the Wanbao Pavilion sat behind a table.
Next to him was a large white cloth that read, “Betting Station for the Qingshan Sect Saint's Treasure Selection.”
Choosing 3 items: 1 to 2
Choosing 4 items: 1 to 100
Choosing 5 items: 1 to 1000
Choosing 6 items: 1 to 10000
The manager of the Wanbao Pavilion had originally come to run bets on the tournament rankings.
He hadn't expected to encounter this, so he immediately decided to add another betting station.
Most people bet on three items, though some gamblers chose four.
As for five or six items, no one even asked about them.
Big Yellow and Wang Defa arrived at the betting station. Seeing the 1-to-10,000 odds, they couldn't help but feel deeply pained.
They lamented that their boss was simply not living up to his potential!
Otherwise, they could have made so much more!
Afterward, Wang Defa secretly sent a sound transmission to Zhu Wuneng, telling him to come and place a bet.
Zhu Wuneng arrived at the betting station. Without even looking, he directly pulled out a storage bag.
“I bet on five items. Three million mid-grade spirit stones...”
As soon as Zhu Wuneng's words fell, the bustling betting station instantly went dead silent.
Where did this foolish pig come from? Betting on five items was practically throwing spirit stones at the Wanbao Pavilion.
Because it was simply impossible.
How could one person cultivate so many auxiliary skills to a level equivalent to their own cultivation base?
Such a thing was completely unheard of in the cultivation world.
But when everyone looked at Zhu Wuneng's eyes, which shone with a pure, unadulterated foolishness,
Well! His stupidity was practically written all over his face. No wonder he was throwing money around like water.
The real question was, why did this foolish pig have three million mid-grade spirit stones?
How unjust were the heavens!
The manager of the Wanbao Pavilion was grinning so hard his teeth were about to fall out.
“Fellow Daoist, are you sure you want to bet on five items with three million mid-grade spirit stones?”
“I'm sure!”
Zhu Wuneng replied with certainty.
Wang Defa had told him to place the bet, so he did.
As for why he was betting this way, he wasn't entirely sure himself...
Hearing his confident response, everyone silently labeled him a prodigal spendthrift!
“Fellow Daoist, let's make this clear first! Once the bet is placed, there's no backing out!”
The manager of the Wanbao Pavilion warned him. At the same time, he held an image stone in his hand.
He saw that Zhu Wuneng was only at the Golden Core stage, so he surely shouldn't have had so many spirit stones on his own.
This was to prevent any high-level experts from the pig's clan from coming to cause trouble later!
But he still wanted to pocket those three million mid-grade spirit stones.
Zhu Wuneng nodded again.
No one spoke up to warn Zhu Wuneng, as nobody wanted to offend the Wanbao Pavilion.
The very fact that the Wanbao Pavilion could set up a stall here spoke volumes about their background.
They were the number one merchant guild of the Central Province!
Seeing Zhu Wuneng nod, the manager quickly processed the transaction.
He handed him a receipt jade token.
In the crowd, Saint Jing of the Desolate Soul Hall wore a sinister smile.
That damn monkey deserves to be dragged down by this foolish pig!
It's just a shame about all those spirit stones!
After cheerfully completing the transaction for Zhu Wuneng, the manager continued to shout at the top of his lungs:
“Do you want to get rich overnight? Do you want to reach the heavens in a single bound? If so, come place your bets! Just like that Fellow Daoist Zhu just now, if he wins, he won't have to worry about food or clothing for a thousand years...”
Hearing this, everyone was speechless. Do you think we're as foolish as that pig?!
...
Lu Ming first stepped up to the tray and examined the items on it. The damaged immortal artifact was an eight-trigram disk.
There were also several top-grade magical artifacts, including a saber, a sword, a staff, and a massive hammer...
Along with other miscellaneous items, such as Unity-stage top-grade recovery pills and Unity-stage Dao Enlightenment Tea...
Watching Lu Ming stand before the tray, the Tiansheng Sect Leader wore a faint smile.
He recalled the instructions of his Ancestor.
Bring out all the good items of the sect. Let him look and drool over them, but make sure he cannot obtain them.
At that time, the Tiansheng Sect Leader had asked why.
Even now, he still remembered his Ancestor exasperatedly telling him about his past experience when visiting the Qingshan Sect.
Back then, when the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor was still the sect's Saint, he had accompanied his own Ancestor to visit the Qingshan Sect as a guest.
When the Qingshan Sect presented greeting gifts, they had laid out a bunch of treasures and made him display his skills to trade for them.
In the end, the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor had only managed to obtain two gifts...
For a long time after returning, he had remained bitter about those treasures.
The Tiansheng Sect had been waiting for this chance for revenge ever since...
Who would have known that the Qingshan Sect would later disappear, leaving this grudge unavenged.
Now that they had the opportunity, how could they possibly let it slip?
He wanted the Qingshan Sect Saint to yearn for them but never have them—to see them, but never be able to touch them...
...
Lu Ming looked around and couldn't help but gulp. These must be worth a fortune, right?
With that in mind, Lu Ming first picked up the damaged eight-trigram disk...
In Lu Ming's mind, a damaged immortal artifact had to be worth more than a top-grade magical artifact.
Seeing Lu Ming take the eight-trigram disk, the Tiansheng Sect Leader nodded. This was a gift prepared for Lu Ming in the first place.
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