Tao Xuer, Yan Mingzi and Hu Shan walked on the East Floating Street. They liked to join in the fun, and today, what place could be more lively than East Floating?

  Hu Shan rubbed his hands together, excited: "Awesome, grandma's, after waiting for so long, that crappy pre-season tournament is finally over! The regular season is where it's at!"

  Tao Xuer's peach blossom eyes were infatuated: "Yes, Gu Rongping is too handsome! I think that in the entire Tianyue realm, there isn't a man more outstanding than him! Someone really likes him!"

  Hu Shan secretly scolded Tao Xuer for being infatuated, and suddenly noticed that Ping Shiyan Mingzi seemed to be distracted today.

  "What's on your mind, Old Yan?"

  Yan Mingzi suddenly lifted her head, came back to herself, and revealed a bitter smile: "Thinking of earning crystal stones!"

  "Need crystal coins? You've been short on crystal coin expenses lately? I happen to have some on hand, want me to lend you some?" Hu Shan said generously. The three of them had become sworn brothers due to their previous battles together.

  Yan Mingzi shook his head: "I just bought a new flying sword, and the crystal stone cost almost as much. No rush, I'll earn it slowly, and look for you when there's no other way."

  "Huh? You bought a new flying sword? Quickly take it out and let's have a look." Tao Xuer suddenly became energetic.

  Yan Mingzi took out a azure flying sword: "Sword name Deep Ocean, third rank."

  Hu Shan took a glance and shook his head: "Can't compare to that Water-Drop Sword of yours from before."

  "Isn't that nonsense!" Yan Mingzi rolled her eyes in annoyance, but Hu Shan's words brought up painful memories for the three of them.

  Tao Xuer saw the situation and quickly changed the subject: "Quickly, say what you think is a way to make crystal stones?" Among the three of them, Yan Mingzi's strength was average, but he was best at business.

  As expected, this topic was Yan Mingzi's favorite, and he suddenly came to life: "Of course it's the Sword Testing Conference!"

  "What's the point of a sword-testing gathering? How can we earn crystal stones that way?" Hu Shan asked in puzzlement.

  Yan Mingzi explained patiently: "Of course, we can't interfere with other businesses, but if there's spare money on hand, making a small bet is not bad."

  Hushan suddenly lost interest and said disdainfully: "So what you're saying is just a bet, how boring."

  Tao Shu'er was actually quite interested: "Don't mind him, Lao Yan, tell me carefully."

  Yan Mingzi's spirit was even more invigorated: "This gambling is naturally not a good thing, but this trial sword meeting is quite different from other gambles."

  "What did you say?"

  "This sword-testing gathering, while having an element of luck, is more about comparing strength, and there are rules to be followed. A person's strength, in a short period of time, will not change much. Considering the mutual restraint of techniques, the pros and cons of magic treasures, etc., although it is impossible to accurately judge the outcome of the test, one can roughly determine the direction."

  "Hu Shan sneered: 'Then how did you know about other people's strength? How did you know about other people's magical treasures?'"

  Yan Mingzi nodded: "This is the key to the problem. It's hard to judge one's strength, but for outsiders who have been through a few rounds, they can generally make a rough judgment. As for the treasure" He said proudly: "In this regard, I still have some discerning eyes."

  "This is indeed. Lao Yan, you see Fa Bao has nothing to say." Hu Shan admired this point of Yan Mingzi very much.

  "Haha." Yan Mingzi said with a smile: "There are many kinds of betting methods. For example, the first battle that has been circulating recently, Zuo Mo against Xuan An."

  "This has nothing to do with the head, of course it's Xuan An Sheng!" Hu Shan said disapprovingly: "Although the stripped zombie is very powerful, its cultivation is placed there, and it is absolutely impossible to beat a condensed pulse period master!"

  "Yes!" Yan Mingzi agreed, but the topic shifted: "But what's being spread widely now is this gambling game. Everyone is betting on whether Zuo Mo can withstand a few moves from Chu An."

  "Is this okay?" Hu Shan stared in amazement.

  "Hey, the odds are still relatively normal within three rounds. The odds start to skyrocket beyond three rounds." said Yan Mingzi.

  "Did you place a bet?" Hu Shan asked.

  "Hmm, I've made seven moves." Yan Mingzi said with a smile: "The odds are one to sixty."

  "Do you think he can withstand the Seven Moves of Chu An?" Hu Shan's face was full of surprise: "Chu An is not some minor character, he's the most formidable young disciple of the Chu Family Fortress. You're also too confident in your ability to deal with the Skin-Stripping Zombie!"

  Yan Mingzi hesitated: "What do you think of Chong An compared to Chang Heng Shixiong?"

  "It's nothing compared to that!" Hu Shan said without hesitation, "Senior brother Chang Heng is an extremely formidable person! In the past, he defeated a cultivator in the Condensing Pulse stage during his own Foundation Building stage."

  "Ah!" Yan Mingzi was somewhat surprised by the latter sentence: "How did I not know this news?"

  "Hush, not many people know this. The Blood Spider Sword that Shifu has is actually a murder weapon, which is why he was ordered to face the wall and reflect on his actions."

  The other two were suddenly shocked and frightened.

  "It seems my crystal won't be making a splash after all." Yan Mingzi thought of his own crystal first, and chuckled: "Originally, this gamble wouldn't have been so lively. The main reason is that Xiang An was named as the opponent for the bet, and the other side took out a bottle of Moonlight Flowing Sorrow. If he couldn't even hold on for ten moves, it would have stirred up the whole scene."

  "The moonlight is flowing... " Hu Shan's expression was dull and he muttered: "Too extravagant..."

  Tao Xuer suddenly asked, "What's the odds of betting on Zuo Mo winning?"

  Yan Mingzi was taken aback: "It seems like a 1 to 3 odds." He looked at Tao Xuer in surprise: "You want to bet on his victory? That's absolutely impossible!"

  "Why not?" Tao Xuer said indifferently: "Anyway, I only bet a few crystal stones, just for fun. Since Sheng Heng Shixiong can defeat him in the foundation period..."

  Her words came to an abrupt halt, her gaze fixed. The two of them waited for half a day to see if she would continue, but when they saw her frozen expression and vacant stare, they couldn't help but follow her line of sight, both of their bodies stiffening.

  One of them was walking towards them.

  Li Yingfeng looked at her junior brother guarding the courtyard and shook her head. Her junior brother was scheduled for the first match, which didn't seem like a big deal to her, as she thought the sect leader just wanted him to get some experience. But then, rumors about how many moves he could withstand suddenly spread wildly.

  A mysterious guy suddenly appeared and threw out a bottle of Moon Flower Dew, betting that the gambler could withstand ten moves. Instantly, it caused a commotion. Originally, everyone was not very interested in this match, but now the gambling scene has become the most lively and attention-grabbing one.

  Isn't this putting the younger brother on the fire and roasting him?

  The younger brother has been locking himself in the yard for days, don't know what he's up to. She is anxious beyond measure, why doesn't her younger brother take this opportunity to practice his sword more, sharpening his gun before the battle, it won't be too late!

  During his time in her shop, she had never seen him practice swordsmanship.

  Does he want to win by relying on those useless and messy low-level symbol arrays? The younger sister learned the symbol array, she naturally did not object, but the symbol array was more used in alchemy and equipment refining, and it was of little use in battle.

  What's with the symbol arrays at this time!

  Wei Sheng stepped on the Rainbow Sword, like a rainbow light, and fell into Dong Fu. He returned to Wu Kong Mountain once, reported the matter of the white-clothed man to the leader, and then rushed to Dong Fu. Zuo Mo was scheduled for the first match, if he came late, he would miss his younger brother's trial.

  As soon as he entered Donghu, the crowded streets surprised Wei Sheng.

  Unlike Zuo Mo, he was filled with interest in the Sword Testing Conference. To be able to cross swords with masters from all sides, such an opportunity was rare in a thousand years. Just thinking about it made his blood boil and his fighting spirit surge.

  He suddenly thought of his junior brother Zuo Mo, and couldn't help but smile. With his junior brother's lazy personality, he was definitely not interested in the sword-testing conference. Thinking again about how his junior brother didn't want to participate, and his helpless expression towards the sect leader's orders, he found it quite amusing.

  His junior brother is quite talented, but unfortunately he doesn't have much interest in practicing swordsmanship. If this time can urge him on, it won't be a bad thing.

  Wei Sheng was an extremely pure sword cultivator. At first, when Zuo Mo focused on spiritual plants, he didn't feel anything, but when Zuo Mo's talent for sword cultivation revealed itself and yet he still indulged in other things, Wei Sheng felt it was a great pity.

  Suddenly, he heard whispers around him.

  "Want to try a few moves?"

  "Three moves at most. During the foundation-building period, it can withstand three moves against the Condensing Pulse Period and then it's all over."

  "Alas, I don't know what Wu Kong Jian Men is thinking, sending such a small Foundation Building cultivator to lose face."

  "No way, I heard he's majoring in alchemy, what's he doing here joining the commotion!"

  Someone on the side said, "Who's going to lose face is still uncertain. Who has Moon Flower Flowing Wounds? Only someone with no eyesight would have Moon Flower Flowing Wounds! In my opinion, this Left Mo definitely has some real skills!"

  "Is this for real? Ha! Even if it's for real, it's still just foundation building!"

  ……

  Wei Sheng's face looked very unsightly, he forcibly suppressed the urge in his heart to go and beat up those few guys.

  Along the way, he heard many such discussions.

  He strode swiftly to the entrance of a casino.

  "Hey, old man, want to try your luck? Dong Fu's current hottest gambling den, a few rounds of betting, very interesting..."

  Wei Sheng was just about to speak when a voice suddenly came from beside him.

  "Take out all the crystals on your bodies."

  Robbery? Wei Sheng was taken aback and involuntarily turned his face around.

  The speaker was a round-faced man, in front of whom stood two men and one woman. The two men and one woman seemed to be quite afraid of the round-faced man, nodding and bowing before him. As soon as the round-faced man opened his mouth, the three people hastily took out all the crystal stones from their bodies.

  "Don't push your luck." The round-faced man said briefly and concisely.

  Yan Mingzi couldn't help but say: "Chang Shixiong, this is too much..."

  "Huh?" The round-faced man glanced at Yan Mingzi, and Yan Mingzi's heart skipped a beat. The words that were about to come out of his mouth suddenly retreated. Hu Shan and Tao Xuer stood aside, obediently lowering their heads, both secretly cursing Yan Mingzi in their hearts.

  Old Yan, you scoundrel, if you don't want to live anymore, don't drag us down with you...

  Wei Sheng looked at the round-faced man with some surprise, it was the first time he heard someone bet on his junior brother winning. He noticed that the three people in front of the round-faced man all had the emblem of the Lingying Sect on their clothes, wasn't it said that the Lingying Sect and his junior brother had a grudge?

  Chang Shixiong... Wei Sheng seemed to have an epiphany.

  The fellow guarding the door stared at the four of them like an idiot, his eyes fixed on the crystal in Yan Mingzi's hand, and he couldn't help but drool. Inwardly cursing, this group of people was truly a waste, such a fine crystal would be better off given to him, yet they insisted on throwing it into the water!

  Of course, his face didn't reveal anything, and instead he praised: "Sir's vision is indeed unique!" But still hesitated for a moment: "All in on the left, will it win?"

  "Press." said the round-faced man.

  With the IOU in hand, the round-faced man turned and left. Yan Mingzi and the other two exchanged a glance, then followed him with their heads hung low in dejection.

  "What a loser!" As soon as the round-faced man left, the casino's staff were like a burst dam, chattering non-stop to Wei Sheng: "Look at this, aren't these people out of their minds? The betting has been going on for so long, and no one has ever won by betting on the left! It's as if they don't take the crystal stone seriously. Tell me, has anyone ever lost during the foundation period after winning during the condensation period? This is ridiculous... What a loser, too much of a loser..."

  He shook his head and spat saliva everywhere.

  "Fifty Three-Tiered Crystal Stones." Wei Sheng smiled and handed over the crystal stones.

  "Alright, how many moves will you place? Look, here are the odds for each move..."

  "Wei Sheng smiled as usual."

  The fellow is as dull as a wooden chicken.