Chapter 480: Losing everything, making a big splash, and being in danger

Chapter 480: Losing everything, making a big splash, and being in danger

Chapter 480: Losing everything, making a big splash, and being in danger
On a distant mountain peak, a makeshift gambling house was built, surrounded by groups of monks inside and outside. In the middle was a huge gambling stone with odds engraved on it.

"How many games did the Fu family win?"

No win (1:1.2)

Win one game (1:3)

Win 1 games (10:)

Total victory (1:50)

Most people placed their spiritual stones on “no win” without hesitation.

A bearded casual cultivator grinned and said, "How can the Fu family win? The three fake Dan from the Blood Demon Sect are all ruthless people!"

The female cultivator next to her nodded in agreement: "Yes, it is rumored that the Blood Eagle with the Blood Palm that Breaks Souls once killed seven cultivators of the same level in a row. I am afraid that Liu Meizhen of the Fu family, an alchemist, can't survive more than three moves."

Another person sneered: "The Fu family is afraid that they will lose not only their wife but also their soldiers this time. Not only will the mine be gone, but they will also lose their men on the battlefield."

Only a few people hesitated to bet on "one win", but they were just hoping for a lucky break.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded coldly:

"What a bunch of short-sighted people!"

Everyone turned around and saw an old man in a gray robe standing out from the crowd, his eyes as sharp as a knife. There was a hideous scar on his left face, extending from the cheekbone to the neck, which was obviously left by the claws of a monster in his early years.

"Do you know how many people the Fu family monks have saved?" The old man sneered, "The Blood Demon Sect is brutal and bloodthirsty, and you are cheering for it?"

In the crowd, One-Eyed Cheng sneered and spoke slowly:
"Hey, isn't this Old Ghost Han? I heard that half of your face was torn off by the 'Splitting Wind Wolf', and it was a monk from the Fu family who passed by and saved your life?"

The old man surnamed Han's face darkened, but he did not deny it.

One-Eyed Cheng continued to sneer:
"Since you are so optimistic about the Fu family, why don't you bet on it? You are just talking nonsense here. Aren't you afraid of losing all your money?"

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Han Laogui clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. He did have a sum of spirit stones saved up, ready to bid for the foundation-building pills, hoping to win a chance at immortality. But if he backed down now...

Seeing that he was silent, One-Eyed Cheng had a sinister look in his eyes and deliberately said loudly:
"It seems that Old Man Han is just like that! He says he is grateful, but when it comes to placing a bet, he is as cowardly as an old dog!"

Old Ghost Han suddenly looked up, his eyes blazing with anger.

"Okay, I'll bet!"

He strode forward, took out a gray cloth bag from his arms, and poured out all his belongings with a "clatter" - a full 23,000 low-grade spirit stones, crystal clear, sparkling in the sun.

Everyone was in an uproar!

These spirit stones are enough to buy a foundation-building pill and are Han Laogui’s half-life savings.

The pleasure of having succeeded in his evil plan flashed in the eyes of One-Eyed Cheng, and he said hypocritically:
"Old Man Han, have you thought it through? The Fu family won two games? Hahaha, are you getting old and confused?"

Han Laogui glanced at him coldly, slammed the spirit stone heavily on the "win two games" area, and said in a sonorous voice:
"I'm betting on the Fu family to win! If they lose, the worst that can happen is that I'll go back into the mountains and fight for my life! If they win... some people might even lose their underwear!"

One-Eyed Cheng bet 30,000 spirit stones that the Fu family would not win a single match, but he did not care when he heard this. The Fu family had three women fighting, and the one with the highest cultivation was only Liu Meizhen in the late Purple Mansion stage, while the three people from the Blood Evil Sect were all old-school Purple Mansions who had entered the false elixir realm for more than a hundred years. They would not think that the other side would lose even if they had their heads tied to their belts.

One-eyed Cheng smiled obscenely.

As long as the Fu family is defeated, Han Laogui will be left with nothing and there will be no hope for him to build his foundation.

By then, when he breaks through to the foundation-building stage, he will be able to take the virgin girl in Han Laogui's family as his own. He has proposed marriage to her countless times, but was rejected by the old man Han Laogui every time. Now it is just right, he can save the money for proposing marriage.

at the same time.

The surrounding cultivators initially laughed at Han Laogui's "stupidity", but when they saw that he really staked his entire fortune, they began to respect him.

The gambling steward grinned and said loudly:
"Okay! Fellow Daoist Han bets on the Fu family to win two games, with odds of 10 to 1! Who else wants to follow?"

Shortly after Han Laogui placed his bet, there was a commotion again near the gambling table.

A plump monk wearing a brocade robe with cloud patterns and a golden abacus hanging around his waist walked over. He took out a storage bag with a smile and poured out a mountain of dazzling spirit stones with a total of 80,000 of them!

"I bet on the Fu family to win both games." He spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he was talking about today's weather.

There was a sudden dead silence all around.

"Wang...Wang Fugui?!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, recognizing this son-in-law of the Fu family. He was a well-known business genius who had risen in the Fu family in recent years. He was originally so poor that he could barely make ends meet, but in order to cure his wife, he took the risk of moving with the Fu family to Huizhou Prefecture to open up wasteland. Unexpectedly, he became a star and became one of the first heroes. After inadvertently showing his talent in business, he was taken by Fu Yongshang himself. Now he can almost stand on his own and is no longer a poor son-in-law living in Poor Lane.

"Brother Wang! What are you doing?!"

A middle-aged monk in a dark green robe stepped forward quickly, grabbed Wang Fugui, and said in a low voice:

"Are you following the Fu family's orders to place bets using the official account?"

Wang Fugui shook his head and said with a smile: "No, no, these are all the assets that Wang has accumulated over the years."

The middle-aged cultivator was the Wu family's steward in charge of foreign trade. He and Wang Fugui got along very well and the two had a very good relationship in private. Upon hearing this, his eyes widened and he almost bit his tongue: "Are you crazy?! There are three fake pills from the Blood Demon Sect. How can the Fu family win?!"

He pulled Wang Fugui's sleeve and advised earnestly:
"I know that the Fu family cured your wife's illness, and you are grateful, but this is not the way to repay a favor! It's better to lose the battle than to lose the fight. Just show your appreciation, why risk your entire fortune?!"

Wang Fugui still smiled, patted his friend on the shoulder and said:

"Old Wu, how about you join in? This is a rare opportunity."

Deacon Wu looked at him like a madman, suddenly let go of his hand, and shook his head repeatedly:

"Crazy, really crazy..."

"Old Wu, do you still remember what happened at the 'Cold Crystal Mine' twenty years ago?"

Deacon Wu was stunned.

"At that time, everyone said that the mine was exhausted," Wang Fugui stroked the abacus, "but I found that the ice pattern deep in the mine was abnormal." He suddenly turned his head, his eyes gleaming, "The situation now is exactly the same as it was back then."

Deacon Wu's face turned pale: "You are crazy! How can the battles in the cultivation world be guessed by business calculations?"

Wang Fugui laughed loudly, then suddenly stopped smiling: "Old Wu, do you remember what I said when we first worked together?"

Wang Fugui shook the golden abacus, squinted his eyes and smiled, "When others are fearful, I am greedy; when others are greedy, I am fearful."

“Real business opportunities are always hidden in corners that everyone ignores.”

After saying that, he turned around and said loudly to the deacon: "Eighty thousand spirit stones, remember this!"

Deacon Wu shook his head and said, "When you lose everything, just don't come and cry to me!"

Just as the commotion was going on in front of the betting table, a burst of orderly footsteps suddenly came from afar, and the ground shook slightly, as if a ferocious beast was approaching.

The onlookers all changed color and retreated to both sides like a tide, making way for a wide passage.

Eight red-robed Blood Evil disciples were seen carrying a black jade sedan chair and walking through the air. The sedan chair was surrounded by scarlet evil spirits, and the curtains were embroidered with hideous blood skull patterns. White human skulls were hung on the four corners of the sedan chair, and ghostly green ghost fires were flickering in the empty eye sockets.

The sedan chair landed on the ground, the curtains moved without wind, and a slender figure stepped out slowly.

"Oh, it's quite lively."

The voice was feminine but chilling, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, making people shudder.

Bloody Young Master!
The man was wearing a dark red brocade robe with a blood-red mandala embroidered on the hem. He had a handsome and evil face, his skin was as pale as paper, his narrow eyes were faintly bloodshot, but his lips were as red as blood, and there was a scornful smile at the corner of his mouth.

He was playing with a blood-colored jade token in his hand, on which was engraved a ferocious word "Sha". It was the young master of the Blood Sha Sect!
"Greetings, Young Sect Master!"

The disciples of the Blood Evil Sect all knelt on the ground and saluted, their voices uniform and in unison, like well-trained ferocious beasts.

The young sect leader glanced at the gambling table, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and he threw the blood-colored jade plate casually, and it landed with a "pop" on the gambling area of ​​"Blood Demon Sect wins all three games".

"Five hundred thousand spirit stones, betting on the Blood Demon Sect to win."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!

Five hundred thousand spirit stones, this is almost several years’ income for many small and medium-sized sects!
The gambling steward's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he said in a trembling voice: "Li, Young Master Li... the odds are 1:1.05. Even if you win, you can only get an extra spirit stones..."

The young master laughed grimly and suddenly grabbed the deacon by the collar:

"Does this young master need that little change? What I'm betting on is not profit, but power! I want everyone to see clearly—"

He turned his head suddenly, his bloodshot eyes swept over everyone present, and his voice was like the collision of cold iron:

"Those who follow my Blood Demon Sect will prosper! Those who go against me will die without a complete corpse!"

The young master looked at Wang Fugui, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

"Hey, isn't this the Fu family's 'Golden Abacus'? Why, is the Fu family so poor that they need you, a businessman, to help boost their reputation?"

Wang Fugui still smiled, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Young Sect Master, you are joking. I just believe in my own vision."

The young master sneered: "Vision? Ha, I hope you can still laugh when the people of the Fu family are lying dead on the stage later."

He turned and walked towards his sedan chair.

The sedan chair rose into the air, and the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect shouted in unison:

"The Blood Evil is invincible! Sweeping across the Fu family!"

The wandering cultivators were silent as a mouse, and no one dared to say a word about the Blood Demon Sect.

...

Dark clouds rolled, and above the Chiyang Stone Vein, two terrifying auras suddenly collided!

Fu Yongxuan raised his sleeves, and the array pattern under his feet moved like a dragon and snake. Golden light gushed out from the earth veins, turning into nine golden chains, crisscrossing and locking the space of a thousand feet in radius. He pointed his fingertips, and a green jade array plate floated in the air, runes flowed, and a bottomless ravine appeared on the edge of the arena, with faint light flickering, as if thunder and fire were lurking in it.

"Locking Heaven Array - Suppression!"

Master Xue laughed coldly, and slapped the blood cloud with his skinny palm. The blood mist in the sky condensed into nine black and red stone pillars, which slammed into the ground. The surface of each stone pillar was engraved with hideous ghost faces, and the sound of screaming and wailing was endless. He opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood mist turned into a scarlet barrier, intertwining with Fu Yongxuan's golden light, and finally formed a half-gold and half-blood life and death arena!
"Blood Prison Sealing Boundary Completed!"

Two completely different spiritual powers collided in the center of the arena, causing a piercing explosion, as if even the space was shaking!
——This competition not only determines the superiority, but also decides life and death!
...

In the Blood Demon Sect camp, three fake Dan monks looked at the arena coldly.

Sect Leader Xue stood with his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice, "The first match is crucial. If we win, we can dampen the Fu family's spirit; if we lose, the pressure in the next two matches will be doubled." He turned to look at Xue Tuzi, "Great Elder, you are experienced, it would be safest for you to lead the charge."

Blood Eagle sneered, playing with a poisoned blood dart on his fingertips. "Master, you are worrying too much. The strongest of the three members of the Fu family is only in the late Purple Mansion stage, while we have all condensed fake pills. There is a huge difference in strength, why should we be cautious?" Contempt flashed in his eyes. "What's more, I have prepared the Gu-breaking Needle and the Insect-Banned Talisman, which are specifically designed to defeat the Gu cultivator and the Beast Tamer. Any one of them can crush them."

Xue Tu Zi stroked his long blood-red beard and laughed hoarsely, "I would like to meet Liu Meizhen. I heard that her alchemy skills are the best in Huixi County. I wonder if she can withstand my bloody soul-refining claws in a fight?"

Sect Leader Xue frowned, but seeing that the two were eager to fight, he finally said in a cold voice: "In this case, the Great Elder will go first. Remember - fight quickly and decisively, don't give the Fu family a chance to breathe!"

...

The atmosphere on the Fu family warship was solemn.

Gray mist lingered on Fu Changli's fingertips, and thirty-four level three soul-eating insects rustled in her sleeves. She spoke first:
"I'll take the first game. Soul Devouring Insects specialize in feeding on spiritual energy. Once they entangle their opponents, even a fake Dan cultivator will have difficulty breaking free. If we can win quickly, the pressure in the next two games will be greatly reduced."

Gan Muwan gently stroked the throbbing Gu sac at her waist and shook her head.

"Although the Soul Devouring Insects are strong, the Blood Slaughterer's Blood Evil Soul Refining Art is specifically designed to defeat the soul. If he casts the Blood Soul Curse, your insect swarm will get out of control. Why don't you let me go first? I have a Gu that can break the protective essence of the Blood Dao cultivators. Fourth Aunt can go in the second round. That way, there will be no need for Mother to take action in the third round."

Everyone nodded.

After all, Liu Meizhen is the mistress of the Fu family and an alchemist. She has never openly fought with anyone. If something goes wrong, the Fu family will be in chaos."

however--

Liu Meizhen suddenly stood up and flicked her sleeves, and the green jade hairpin flashed a cold light.

"I'll take the first game."

"Mother!" Fu Yongrui said anxiously, "Xue Tuzi is notorious for his evil deeds. You——"

Liu Meizhen raised her hand to interrupt, her eyes like frost: "It is precisely because he is the strongest fake Dan of the Blood Demon Sect that I should be the one to deal with him." She glanced at everyone, her voice was soft but unquestionable, "Although Changli's spirit insect is strong, the Blood Demon Sect must be prepared; Mu Wan's Gu technique needs to be countered."

She, Liu Meizhen, was not a woman who only knew how to make elixirs.

As soon as she finished speaking, she took a step forward and her figure was already in the center of the ring!

With her green robe fluttering and her black hair flying, she raised her eyes and looked towards the Blood Demon Gate. Her voice was as cold as frost:
"Fu Family, Liu Meizhen, I want to learn the Blood Demon Sect's high-level tactics!"

The whole place was in an uproar!

The pupils of the Blood Sect Leader suddenly shrank: "How dare Liu Meizhen be the first to attack?!"

Xue Tuzi laughed wildly, and blood mist surged all over his body, transforming into a blood rainbow that rushed straight into the ring!
"Madam Fu, I will take your life!"

The Blood Butcher laughed grimly and raised his skinny hand suddenly. Suddenly the sky turned blood red. Nine bloody evil auras gushed out from behind him and transformed into nine ferocious blood dragons, which pounced towards Liu Meizhen with their fangs and claws!
"You are just a woman who makes pills, and you dare to come on stage? I will kill you in three moves!"

Liu Meizhen's face was calm, but a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes. She lightly tapped the jade tripod on her waist with her jade finger.

"Taixu Dragon and Phoenix Cauldron, rise!"

"boom--!"

A shadow of a blue dragon rose into the sky, roaring loudly, and in an instant, it tore three blood dragons apart! The remaining six blood dragons bit frantically, but were burned by the green spiritual flames wrapped around the dragon's body, and let out a shrill scream!

Xue Tuzi's pupils shrank slightly, obviously he didn't expect her cauldron technique to be so overbearing. But he was an old-fashioned fake Dan after all, and with a grim smile, a bloody soul-refining flag suddenly flew out of his sleeves. As the flag rolled up, countless evil ghosts and wronged souls roared out and rushed towards Liu Meizhen!
"Blood Soul Curse!"

The wind howled, ghosts were everywhere, and the faces of the Fu family members watching the game suddenly changed.

"Mother!" Fu Yongfu exclaimed.

Xue Tuzi's move is specifically designed to defeat the soul, and his mother is in danger!
However, a sneer appeared on Liu Meizhen's lips.

"You dare to act so presumptuously in front of me with just some evil ghost technique?"

She formed seals with both hands, and the Taixu Dragon and Phoenix Cauldron suddenly rotated. The dragon and phoenix patterns on the cauldron suddenly lit up, and a golden light shield formed around it! Tens of thousands of ghosts collided with the light shield, and they melted away like ice and snow meeting fire!

The Blood Demon Sect disciple's wild laughter suddenly stopped, and his face suddenly changed -

"How is it possible?! She can actually resist the Great Elder's Blood Soul Curse?!"

"This tripod... is weird!"

A solemn look finally appeared in Xue Tuzi's eyes, but before he could change his tactics, Liu Meizhen spoke coldly -

"It's my turn."

Liu Meizhen formed seals with her hands, and the Taixu Dragon and Phoenix Cauldron suddenly split into two phantoms, a dragon and a phoenix, which circled around her body. The evil spirits transformed by the Blood Soul Curse collapsed as soon as they touched them, and they screamed and melted away!
"Roar--!"

With an earth-shaking roar, a giant green-eyed python jumped out from her sleeve, and its two ferocious snake heads spewed out poisonous mist and ice at the same time, instantly freezing the bloody evil aura, and pounced fiercely at the Blood Butcher!

"Two-headed Jade Python, Poison Ice Double Kill!"

Xue Tu Zi resisted hastily and was knocked back several steps. A solemn look finally appeared on his face: "I underestimated you!"

Below the stage, the monks from the Fu family cheered:
"Mrs. Fu can actually fight against the fake pill?!"

"That Jade Python has already reached the peak of the third stage. No wonder he dares to fight!"

The Blood Demon Sect's disciples' faces changed slightly, and the young sect leader's eyes flashed coldly: "Humph, it's just a dying struggle!"

On the stage.

"Good, very good. It's your ability to force me to sacrifice this thing!"

Xue Tuzi was forced back several steps by Liu Meizhen. Anger surged in his eyes. He suddenly made a gesture with his skinny fingers and took out a bone seal as black as ink from his storage bag!

As the bone print appeared, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and with the wind howling, the entire arena was covered by a layer of blood-red light!
"'Soul Devouring Bone Seal'!"

Upon seeing this, all the monks below the stage were horrified!
"Is this the magic weapon that Xue Tuzi used to fight against Jindan Zhenren back then?!"

"It's over! Once this seal is released, Zi Fu will die!"

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect laughed wildly, their eyes full of cruelty:
"Hahaha! The Great Elder even brought out the Soul Devouring Bone Seal. This woman is doomed!"

"It would be her honor to die under this seal!"

Everyone on the Fu family side turned pale, and Fu Yongfu cried out in shock:
"Mother! Give up!"

Xue Tu Zi stood proudly in the air, with the bone seal suspended above his head, and said with a grim smile:

"Liu Meizhen, I will give you one last chance!"

"For the sake of Master Fu Yongxuan, I can spare your life!"

Liu Meizhen's black hair was flying, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes. She suddenly formed seals with both hands, and the seven-hole exquisite heart in her chest suddenly burst into brilliant golden light!
"Seven orifices of the exquisite heart - open!"

"boom--!"

A terrifying aura far beyond the peak of the Purple Mansion rose into the sky. Her cultivation broke through the limit in an instant and approached the realm of Fake Pill!
"What?!" Xue Tuzi's pupils suddenly shrank.

Before he could react, Liu Meizhen had already sacrificed a scarlet lotus lamp, and the wick ignited a purple-gold flame, which actually burned the blood-colored light curtain covering the arena with a sizzling sound! "Nanming Lihuo Lamp?!" The knowledgeable cultivator screamed in surprise.

Xue Tuzi's expression finally changed - this fire-based magic weapon could actually restrain his Soul-Devouring Bone Seal!
In the dead silence of the entire arena, Liu Meizhen's cold voice resounded throughout the arena:

"Xue Tuzi, today I will let you know——"

"No one in the Fu family knows how to write the word 'surrender'!"

Xue Tu Zi laughed grimly when he heard this.

The Soul-Devouring Bone Seal turned into a size of hundreds of feet in the air. Countless resentful souls roared out from the seal, forming a bloody ghost domain in the sky.

"Young man, how long can you last by relying on secret techniques to improve your cultivation?"

He smiled grimly, and the magic formula in his hand changed. The bone seal actually split into twelve ghost shadows, each of which exuded an aura that was not weaker than that of the late Purple Mansion stage.

"go with!"

Following Xue Tu Zi's stern shout, the twelve ghosts rushed towards Liu Mei Zhen with overwhelming murderous energy. Although the purple-gold flame of the Nanming Lihuo Lamp was blazing, it was continuously consumed by the ghosts in a suicidal manner. Xue Tu Zi laughed triumphantly:

"I want to see how long this lamp oil can burn!"

Liu Meizhen remained calm, the Nanming Lihuo Lantern spun in her palm, and the purple-gold flames transformed into seven fire phoenixes that circled and protected her. Every time a ghost general pounced, a fire phoenix would attack, exploding sparks all over the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After seven consecutive earth-shattering collisions, the fire phoenixes completely dissipated, and her face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hahaha! Your spiritual power is running low, right?" Xue Tuzi laughed wildly, "When your realm drops, I will definitely take care of you, huh?"

His laughter stopped abruptly. Liu Meizhen suddenly put away her magic weapon and formed an ancient and strange hand seal with her hands. What was even more shocking was that the spiritual power around her body began to flow in the reverse direction!

"What is this?" Sect Leader Xue suddenly stood up from his seat.

A mysterious smile appeared on Liu Meizhen's lips. She suddenly removed all her defenses and let the ghost claws come to her!

Xue Tuzi was overjoyed: "You're looking for death!"

However, the moment the ghost claw penetrated Liu Meizhen's body, her figure disappeared like a mirage - it turned out to be just an illusion!

"Mirror Flower Water Moon Art?!" Sect Leader Xue stood up suddenly, his face full of disbelief. This was the legendary top-level illusion that could create a "dead substitute"!

The real Liu Meizhen had now appeared three feet behind Xue Tuzi, and her seven-orifice heart was emitting an unprecedentedly bright golden light.

"Seven Apertures. Break the Disaster!"

A golden light condensed purely by divine consciousness shot out like a sharp arrow. Xue Tuzi turned around hastily, only to see that the golden light suddenly split into seven in mid-air and pierced towards the seven vital points on his body!
"No!" Xue Tu Zi frantically activated the bone seal to defend himself, but it was too late. Seven golden lights penetrated his protective blood evil instantly.

"Puff!" Xue Tu Zi spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his spiritual power instantly dissipated. The Soul Devouring Bone Seal fell to the ground with a clang, and its luster was completely lost.

The audience was silent.

Until Liu Meizhen coughed lightly, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she slowly walked forward to pick up the bone seal: "Thank you."

"Great Elder!" The disciples of the Blood Evil Sect came to their senses, only to see that Xue Tuzi had fallen straight to the ground, barely breathing.

Master Xue's face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it, and the teacup in his hand was crushed into pieces: "What a Liu Meizhen, what a Fu family!"

...

"In the first match, the Fu family - Liu Meizhen wins!"

Following the referee's verdict.

Patriarch Wu came back to his senses from the shock, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a "clack", and he was not aware that the hot tea splashed on his robe.

"How is this possible?!" He stood up suddenly, his fingers trembling slightly, "Isn't Liu Meizhen only good at refining pills? When did she become so strong?!"

The elders of the Wu family around him were also horrified. One of them whispered, "Patriarch, the power of the Taixu Dragon and Phoenix Cauldron has probably reached the level of a quasi-magic weapon!"

Cold sweat broke out on Chief Wu’s forehead.

It turns out that the most dangerous person in the Fu family is not the Jindan Zhenren Fu Yongxuan, but this seemingly gentle mistress, and of course Fu Changsheng who can use his purple mansion cultivation to kill the Jindan.

Once the two of them condense the golden elixir in the future.

I’m afraid there is no rival at the same level.

The rise of the Fu family is no accident as it has this couple.

The ancestor's original decision was indeed far-sighted.

...

On the stage, Liu Meizhen's sleeves were stained with blood, her black hair was slightly messy, and her face was a little pale, but her steps were still steady and powerful. With a flick of her finger, the Taixu Dragon and Phoenix Cauldron turned into a stream of light and disappeared into her sleeve, and the green-eyed giant python also coiled around her white wrist for several circles and turned into a green jade snake bracelet again.

She had just stepped off the stage——

"Mother!"

Fu Yongfu was the first to rush forward, his eyes full of shock and pride. His usually gentle and virtuous mother had just defeated a fake Dan monk head-on!
"Mother!"

"lady!"

The elders and deacons of the Fu family also gathered around, their eyes full of awe. They usually only knew that Liu Meizhen was good at refining pills and managing internal affairs, but had they ever seen her so strong?
"The battle that my mistress just fought is enough to be recorded in the family history." Fu Changli looked excited and his voice trembled.

"Mother, is everything okay?" Fu Yongyi was worried that Liu Meizhen had been injured.

Liu Meizhen smiled slightly, raised her hand to tidy up her hair, and said softly, "It's okay, just rest for a while and it will be fine."

Fu Yongqing and Fu Yongshou looked at each other. Liu Meizhen's performance today meant that no one would be able to shake her position as the mistress in the future. Although their mother was gifted in formation, she was far behind today's mistress.

...

the other side.

As the sentencing ended.

The entire gambling house fell into an eerie silence.

All eyes unconsciously turned to the blood jade sedan chair - the curtains of the sedan chair moved without wind, revealing the young master's face as pale as paper.

"Crack!"

The blood jade cup in his hand turned into powder in an instant.

"waste!"

A piercing scream pierced the sky, and the young master suddenly rushed out of the sedan chair, his dark red brocade robe fluttering in the air. His blood-red pupils shrank violently, staring at the unconscious Xue Tuzi on the ring.

"Five hundred thousand spirit stones. My five hundred thousand spirit stones!"

He turned his head sharply to look at the gambling steward, who had already collapsed to the ground in fear. The young sect master formed his five fingers into claws, and the blood-colored jade card on which he was betting flew back into his hand, with the hideous word "Sha" on it actually oozing out traces of blood.

"Young Master, spare my life." The deacon trembled all over. "According to the rules, this is the bet."

"Rules?" The young master suddenly smiled strangely, his red lips curled into an exaggerated arc, "Okay, this young master is the most disciplined."

Before he finished speaking, a line of blood suddenly shot out from his sleeve, and the deacon's right arm was broken! Amid the shrill screams, the young master gently caught the broken arm, and in front of everyone, he bit the broken limb!

"This is the rule of this young master." He licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, and his sinister eyes swept over every cultivator present, "Who else wants to talk to this young master about the rules?"

The whole audience was silent, even the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect lowered their heads and dared not speak. Only Wang Fugui was still shaking his golden abacus and said with a smile: "Master Li, the casino has its own rules. If you don't agree, why don't you..."

"Shut up!" The young master suddenly jumped up, and the bloody aura formed a solid red mist around his body. "Do you think you can provoke me by relying on the Fu family?"

At this tense moment, Fu Yongxuan's cold voice came from the ring: "If Young Master Li can't afford to lose, why don't you take your people back to the Blood Demon Sect now."

This sentence was like a basin of ice water poured on a boiling oil pan. The young master froze, and his pale face suddenly flushed abnormally.

Facing Jindan.

Even though he was the young master of the sect, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Five hundred thousand spirit stones were just wasted.

He snorted in his heart:
"There are two more games left. As long as we, the Blood Demon Sect, win two games in a row, this Red Sun Stone vein will belong to us."

And he is the discoverer.

There must be a huge reward, and it is no problem to cover the stakes of 500,000 spirit stones.

He quickly communicated with his father:

"Please, father, avenge my son's shame!"

He flicked his sleeves and turned around.

The blood jade sedan chair suddenly exploded in full view of everyone!
Only then did the monks in the gambling house dare to breathe heavily. A few brave monks whispered:

"Is this young master crazy?"

"Five hundred thousand spirit stones. I would go crazy if it were me."

Wang Fugui put away the golden abacus and looked in the direction where the young master left, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Except for the young master.

Another person who went crazy was Cheng Duyan.

The moment the steward waved his sleeve and rolled the thirty thousand spirit stones into the storage bag, Cheng Duyan's one eye suddenly widened. In it were not only his life savings, but also the high-interest loans from the Blood Demon Sect, the stolen money from secretly selling the ancestral home, and even the savings his first wife had given him to bid for the Foundation Establishment Pill.
"No!!!"

Cheng Duyan suddenly let out a howl that was not like a human voice, and pounced towards the gambling table like a stabbed wild boar.

“Give it back to me! That’s me”

"roll!"

The gambling guard's iron boots had already kicked him in the waist, and Cheng Duyan rolled three feet away like a dead dog. "No, you can't take my spirit stone away, I... that's my life, you can't..."

One-eyed Cheng cried and screamed, rolling and crawling to his feet, trying to rush in.

"unlucky!"

The gambling house steward frowned, waved his sleeves, and threw him flying, knocking him unconscious against a crooked tree.

...

"The second fight begins!"

Following the referee's loud shout, the entire arena fell silent again.

The atmosphere on the Blood Demon Sect side was solemn. The head of the Blood Sect had a gloomy expression, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and was obviously very dissatisfied with the defeat in the first game. He turned his head to look at the Blood Eagle and whispered:
"Blood Eagle, we cannot afford to lose this battle."

Blood Eagle sneered, playing with a poisoned blood dart with his fingertips, and said with contempt:

"Why do you have to worry so much, Sect Master? The remaining two people in the Fu family are only at the late Purple Mansion stage. Even if Liu Meizhen is hiding her abilities, can everyone have that level of combat power?"

The corner of his mouth curled up into a hideous smile, and the poison-breaking needle and insect-banning talisman hidden in his sleeves flashed with cold light.

"Gan Muwan's witchcraft? Fu Changli's spirit insects? Oh, I have already prepared a deadly situation. No matter who comes, they will surely die!"

Sect Leader Xue frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but in the end he said nothing more. He just took out a blood-colored talisman from his sleeve and handed it over.

"Take it."

Blood Eagle took a glance and his expression changed slightly - it was a talisman with strange runes on it, faintly revealing a golden elixir-level pressure.

"Master, what do you mean?" His face darkened, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. "Do you think I will lose?"

Sect Leader Xue said coldly: "The order of the Supreme Elder cannot be disobeyed."

Hearing the words "Grand Elder", Blood Eagle's pupils shrank slightly, and his arrogance subsided a little, but he still took the talisman with a hint of reluctance.

"Hmph, a waste of effort." He snorted, and with a flick of his fingertips, he put the talisman into his sleeve, but a trace of calculation flashed in his eyes, "But... since it's given to me, then I'll make good use of it."

Although Blood Eagle was arrogant, he was definitely not a reckless person. He knew very well that the Blood Demon Sect could not afford to lose again in this battle. If something unexpected happened, this talisman would be his trump card for a comeback!
He casually put the talisman into his sleeve, turned around and strode towards the arena, his blood-stained robe rustling and his murderous aura rising to the sky.

"Fu family boy, today I will let you see what true despair is!"

Blood Eagle stood in the center of the arena, his blood-colored robe fluttering in the wind. He raised his hand and pointed at the Fu family camp, sneering:
"Fu Changli, Gan Muwan, who of you two will die first?"

Before he finished speaking, the whole place fell silent.

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect laughed wildly.

On the Fu family side, Fu Changli and Gan Muwan were discussing tactics in a low voice. The victory in the first game gave them more confidence, but they also knew more clearly the importance of this battle - this was the key battle to decide the outcome.

"The Blood Demon Sect must be preparing some means to restrain us." Fu Changli stroked the insect sac on her waist, frowning slightly. Her slender fingers tapped lightly on the insect sac, making a slight rustling sound.

Gan Muwan nodded and said softly, "They will definitely target my witchcraft. Why don't I go first? It's just right."

"No!" Fu Changli immediately objected, "Your witchcraft is more suitable for a protracted battle, this one needs a quick victory."

Just as the two were arguing, a cold voice suddenly interrupted: "You don't have to go."

Liu Meizhen walked out from the shadows with a mysterious smile on her face, and her skirt brushed against the deck, making a slight rustling sound.

"Madam?" They both turned their heads at the same time.

At this moment, there was a slight vibration from the bottom of the warship. With the sound of the hatch opening, a tall figure walked out slowly. Every step he took left a faint flash of lightning on the deck, which disappeared in an instant.

"Chang Lei?" Fu Changli widened his eyes.

Fu Changlei was originally the governor of Zhonghuiping County, so how could he appear here at this moment? There were dense arcs of electricity lingering around him, and there seemed to be lightning flashing in his eyes.

"The Blood Demon Sect thought that the Fu family had only two of you who could fight?" Fu Changlei's voice was deep and powerful, with a metallic texture. "Ridiculous."

Liu Meizhen smiled slightly: "We deliberately spread the rumor so that they would put all their cards on dealing with Gu Shu and Taming Beasts."

It turned out that all this was the Fu family's plan. Fu Changlei practiced both magic and body, and had reached the great perfection of the marrow refining realm by practicing the Nine Heavens Star Art. His physical strength was comparable to that of a top spiritual weapon, and he was also proficient in the Ancient Source Thunder Scripture, a unique thunder-related skill that could restrain the blood evil technique. Over the years, his level of talisman formation master had improved by leaps and bounds, and he had already broken through to the level of a quasi-fourth-order talisman formation master. The Fu family deliberately concealed his strength in order to surprise them at the critical moment.

When Fu Changlei stepped onto the stage, the Blood Demon Sect camp suddenly became agitated.

"Who is this person?"

"When did the Fu family have a Lei Xiu?"

"Didn't the intelligence say that there were only those two women?"

Blood Eagle's originally arrogant expression froze instantly. The Gu-breaking Needle and Insect-Suppressing Talisman in his hand suddenly became extremely ridiculous - these things were useless to Lei Xiu!

"Oh, the Fu family has run out of tricks?" Blood Eagle tried to remain calm, but the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed him. He could clearly feel the suffocating thunder spirit fluctuations from the other party, which was definitely the pressure that only fake pills could have!
Fu Changlei sneered, and lightning flashed around him: "You useless piece of shit from the Blood Demon Sect, are you ready to die?"

Blood Eagle's face was uncertain, and he unconsciously clenched the blood evil talisman in his arms. This was a life-saving talisman given by the Supreme Elder, and it was fortunate that he had it.

"boom--!"

Fu Changlei took a step forward, and lightning surged around him. Purple lightning was like a dragon, wrapping around his arms. He looked at Blood Eagle with a sharp gaze, and said in a deep and powerful voice: "Fu Changlei of the Fu family, please teach me!"

Blood Eagle sneered, his blood-colored robe fluttering without wind, and bloody murderous energy surged around him: "You are just a late Purple Mansion, and you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me?"

Before he finished his words, Fu Changlei rushed out like thunder, punched out, and lightning exploded!

"Oh!"

Blood Eagle blocked hastily, and the bloody evil energy condensed into a shield, but he was still knocked back several steps by the punch. His arm went numb and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"What a powerful thunder technique! It can actually suppress my blood evil technique?"

He was secretly shocked in his heart, but his face remained arrogant, grinning grimly: "He has some skills, but unfortunately... the gap in realm cannot be made up by the restraint of martial arts!"

After saying that, he clasped his hands together, and the bloody energy around him suddenly surged, transforming into nine ferocious blood pythons, roaring and pouncing towards Fu Changlei!
Fu Changlei's expression remained unchanged. He clasped his hands together, and lightning condensed into a sword. Wherever the sword pointed, the blood pythons exploded!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The lightning and blood evil kept colliding, and the whole arena was shaking. Blood Eagle became more and more frightened as the battle went on - his blood evil skills were tightly restrained by the thunder method, and every move was firmly suppressed by Fu Changlei!

"Damn it! If this continues, I will definitely lose!"

A hint of cruelty flashed in the Blood Eagle's eyes, and he suddenly retreated, while taking out a blood-colored talisman from his sleeve - the Blood Evil Boundary-Breaking Talisman!

As soon as the talisman appeared, the entire arena was instantly shrouded in a terrifying pressure, as if a sea of ​​blood had descended!
"Talisman?!" Fu Changlei's pupils suddenly shrank and he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Blood Eagle laughed wildly: "Fu Changlei, you should be proud of yourself for forcing me to use the magic weapon!"

He threw the talisman out fiercely. The blood-colored talisman burned in the air, turning into a scarlet blood light, heading straight towards Fu Changlei!

"boom--!"

Wherever the blood passed, the arena collapsed into pieces, and its power was comparable to that of a golden elixir attack!
(End of this chapter)