The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 323 - 288: Place Your Bets

Within the grand hall, everyone saw Chu Yinyin’s figure and couldn’t help but simultaneously offer their congratulations.

"Congratulations to Junior Martial Uncle for her realm breakthrough and emergence!"

The old young lady sat on the large chair, a smug expression on her face as she slightly raised her small face.

At this moment, she indeed had reason to be proud.

Because this time, she had broken through multiple realms in one breath, directly reaching the Seventh Realm Fourth Heaven.

She had deliberately suppressed her realm for many years, truly as she often said, capable of breaking through anytime.

In the past, you always held small meetings, always saying that those below the Seventh Realm are not worthy of knowing!

Try holding another meeting now!

However, the flaw in her cultivation technique was indeed too apparent, as Chu Yinyin appeared two or three years younger in appearance.

If she used Breath Concealment Technique, ordinary people would certainly think she was a delicate little girl, and wouldn’t believe she was a Seventh Realm cultivation giant!

Xiang Yan and others actually discussed: "If Junior Martial Uncle cultivates to the Ninth Realm, won’t her body become that of a three-year-old child?"

The possibility is indeed high!

At this moment, due to the large chair in the grand hall, Chu Yinyin’s short legs couldn’t touch the ground, and now they were even more precariously suspended.

She glanced around at everyone and said, "I’m going to accompany my disciple to the competition; I trust none of you have objections?"

As the sect leader, Xiang Yan wore a smile and slightly shook his head, indicating that he wouldn’t have any objections.

But in reality, he was overwhelmed!

The most unreliable Junior Martial Uncle, and the second most unreliable Junior Martial Uncle co-leading the team?

Wouldn’t that turn the Moon Country upside down!

Better hope it doesn’t lead to any diplomatic incidents.

So, he swiftly made a decision.

"Let Junior Martial Uncle, Junior Sister Jiu, and Junior Martial Uncle jointly lead the team."

It’s permissible to add one more Chu Yinyin, but absolutely not to replace Nangong Yue!

In such significant affairs involving the entire Profound Yellow Realm, our Daoist Sect must send someone respectable, right?

After discussing a few more points, Li Chunsong started rubbing his hands like a fly.

The notorious gambler suggested:

"Since the Third Realm East and West Continent Competition is about to begin, why don’t we place a bet on whether Chu Huaixu can claim the title again this year?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at him as if he were a fool.

"Sixth Junior Brother, it’s not that I have to say it, but what’s there to bet on?" Zhao Shuqi said indignantly.

Chu Huaixu is now absurdly powerful, completely outclassing normal Third Realm cultivators.

"That Heir of Prince Rui is likely not to pose any threat."

"His only real opponent remains Xu Ziqing."

Zhao Shuqi added: "Xu Ziqing holding the Daoist Ancestor Sword."

This expedition requires Jiang Zhi’s protection partly because of recent turmoil, and partly because the Daoist Ancestor Sword hasn’t left the Daoist Sect for a thousand years.

During this competition, Xu Ziqing will carry the sword box and bring it to the Moon Country.

This matter mustn’t be taken lightly.

The Dao Ancestor is no longer with us; this Evil Sword must not have any mishaps.

In today’s Profound Yellow Realm, it’s feared that no one can suppress it!

Overall, the Daoist Sect is not solely banking on Chu Huaixu.

Ultimately, it still depends on whose overall combat power is stronger.

After all, with each restriction lifted on the Bronze Sword, the released power geometrically multiplies, which is quite terrifying.

Li Chunsong looked at everyone, continued to rub his hands, and said, "But we still have to play to find out!"

Zhao Shuqi continued to look at him as if he were a fool, and said, "But Sixth Junior Brother, haven’t Chu Huaixu’s miracles been numerous?"

"Since he ascended the mountain, every time you gamble, you win."

"But every win is because you bet on him."

"Presently, it seems that everyone here would opt to bet on Chu Huaixu to win the title, right?"

"How can such a gambling circle be established?"

Li Chunsong was stunned upon hearing this.

He looked around at everyone, and under his gaze, each person subtly nodded.

Even Jiang Zhi, who previously doubted Chu Huaixu the most, raised no objections.

His Wisdom Pearl had fallen to the ground too many times.

The Wisdom Pearl shattered.

This instantly made the notorious gambler anxious.

But he couldn’t not bet on Chu Huaixu.

He was the one who brought him up the mountain; why shouldn’t he bet on him!

But soon he had a clever idea.

"Say, isn’t that kid inexplicably, having his realm breakthrough speed slow down, always stuck at the Third Realm Seventh Heaven?" He began laying the groundwork.

Regarding this matter, the Daoist Sect members are also somewhat puzzled.

They always thought Chu Huaixu’s realm breakthrough depended somewhat.... pure on his mood?

It seems like when he wants to breakthrough, he suddenly can.

When he doesn’t want to, the realm stays stuck and suppressed.

In fact, because each major realm has bottlenecks, deliberately not breaking through is relatively easier.

On the contrary, suppressing small realms is the most challenging!

It’s unknown how this kid does it.

Unbeknownst to them, it’s purely because Chu Huaixu now has little experience points left.

Li Chunsong continued, "Isn’t he going to enter the Emperor’s Pool?"

"As an East Continent Mirror Country native, surely the harvest won’t be significant."

"Let’s bet on how many realms he can break through after entering the Emperor’s Pool, and what kind of harvest he’ll have, shall we?"

Second Senior Brother Tai Tingbai thought about it immediately, "Logically speaking, since he’s not a Moon Country native, he might at best break through one heaven after entering the Emperor’s Pool."

"But considering Chu Huaixu, he just doesn’t fit conventional logic....."

"I feel, however it goes, it should directly be the Third Realm Great Perfection."

"As for obtaining the Emperor’s Divine Thought, that’s absolutely impossible."

Everyone agreed with Tai Tingbai’s opinion.

The notorious gambler was anxious: "Is no one betting on him breaking through just one heaven?"

Everyone again looked at him as if he were a fool.

Li Chunsong gritted his teeth and started another frenzy.

"Then I’ll bet he can obtain the Emperor’s Divine Thought!"

Chu Yinyin listened closely and immediately said, "Li Chunsong, are you mad!"

"He’s not a Moon Country native; how could he possibly acquire the Emperor’s Divine Thought."

Li Chunsong looked at her with a nonchalant expression: "What do you know, fortune is sought in peril!"

Chu Yinyin didn’t bother to respond to him.

After setting up the gambling circle, everyone’s eyes gathered on that empty chair.

Everyone conscientiously began paying the fines for privately establishing a gambling circle in accordance with sect regulations.

"Senior Brother, we haven’t broken any rules." They spoke in their hearts.

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Two days later, Daoist Sect, Medicine Mountain.

Mo Qingmei arrived outside the small courtyard where Niu Yuanshan lived.

Before entering the courtyard, she first tidied her attire and smoothed out her wind-tousled hair, ensuring she appeared dignified and graceful.

After finishing these tasks, she walked inside.

Old Niu saw Junior Sister Mo visiting and immediately stood up to greet her.

"Junior Sister Mo, why have you come." A hint of smile appeared on his square face.

"I’ve come for a matter, not just to visit you," Mo Qingmei, always somewhat indifferent, said.

"What specific matter, Junior Sister Mo, please speak." Old Niu was quite accustomed to this.

Mo Qingmei looked at him and directly said, "This time for the East and West Continent Competition, the sect leader chose you and me among the Outer Sect Stewards to accompany the group, to help handle various affairs."

Niu Yuanshan was stunned upon hearing this.

He didn’t hear a single word about the specific details that followed.

"Steward Niu." Mo Qingmei called out.

Seeing him unresponsive, she immediately showed displeasure and called again, "Steward Niu, are you listening!"

Old Niu snapped back to reality and immediately apologized, "I’m listening, I’m listening, could Junior Sister Mo repeat the specific details."

He tried his best to suppress the slight trembling in his voice.

At this moment, Mu Bingjiu was somewhat dazed.

"Am I..... going home?" he thought.

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