Chapter 60: I Bet He Will Surely Win

The reason Lin Zecheng proposed this gamble.

To put it bluntly, he couldn't stand Zi Yuan constantly putting on that lofty, seemingly indifferent arrogance.

Since she cares so much about that Outer Peak disciple named Li Mu!

Then I'll use this to really provoke her!

If he could see this nine‑heaven fairy‑like beauty show a hint of embarrassment and irritation toward him, wouldn't that be a pleasure for Lin Zecheng?

But just as Lin Zecheng, excited, rubbed his hands and flashed a lecherous, pig‑like hopeful grin,

who knew…

The speaker was careless, the listeners were intentional!

When Qin Siwu, standing nearby, heard this, he instantly became interested.

Last time, in order to buy a small restorative pill from Song Shutao to save his life, Qin Siwu bled heavily.

In short, Qin Siwu refuses to miss any chance to earn contribution points!

"If we simply bet on Li Mu's life or death, there's no challenge at all,"

"Everyone knows that facing Lin Zehong and a hundred disciples of Xuan Yue Feng in a joint encirclement, Li Mu's death is certain; there's absolutely no chance of survival!"

"So..."

"To make this gamble more suspenseful, why not bet on which day Li Mu will be killed after entering the Yunshan Secret Realm?"

"Will he die at Lin Zehong's hands, or be dismembered by Xuan Yue Feng disciples?"

"Only a gamble full of variables has any meaning, right?"

"Otherwise, if everyone bets on Li Mu's death, where's the profit for the winners?"

At this moment, not only the elders of Zigai Peak and Xiaotian Peak were interested in the gamble, but many Inner Peak disciples from nearby also gathered.

"Tsk tsk tsk…"

"No wonder, old Qin, you always have so many devilish ideas!"

"Honestly, I couldn't muster any interest in this gamble at first."

"But after you said that, I'm no longer bored!"

The Xiaotian Peak elder stepped forward, stroked his chin, pondered briefly, then said,

"Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken?"

"Li Mu, that kid stuck at the eighth‑grade Refining Qi Realm, doesn't even deserve to be struck by Lin Zehong, who is in the Concentration Realm."

"In my opinion, any tenth‑grade Refining Qi Realm disciple from Xuan Yue Feng could wipe him out with a single strike."

"So, I bet he'll be slashed to death within five moves by a single opponent."

"Hehehe…"

"That said, what if Li Mu's luck is bad and he runs into Lin Zehong right away?"

"Thus, I bet he'll be slashed by a single person with just one strike."

"Tsk tsk tsk…"

"You two old farts have already placed the bets I wanted to make."

"Then I'll bet something different: I wager he'll be randomly hacked to death by Xuan Yue Feng disciples!"

"…"

Zi Yuan stood aside.

Listening to Lin Zecheng and Qin Siwu jokingly making a gamble with Li Mu right in front of her,

she naturally knew exactly what they were up to and couldn't help but give a contemptuous smile.

She then stepped forward.

"Since you all are betting on Li Mu's death, right?"

"But I bet that Li Mu will remain safe and successfully pass the assessment to enter the Inner Peak!"

"Whoa!"

The previously noisy Ziyang Daochang fell silent all of a sudden.

Everyone fell mute, while Zi Yuan's cool voice echoed softly throughout the Daochang.

Under countless bewildered gazes, Zi Yuan's cool, pretty face remained expressionless, not a ripple.

This Zi Yuan…

Could it be that Lin Zecheng and Qin Siwu have driven her mad with anger?

If she's not driven mad, how could she utter such nonsense!

Facing the encirclement by Lin Zehong and other Xuan Yue Feng disciples, Li Mu's chances of even surviving, let alone passing the assessment, are completely uncertain!

Zi Yuan's gamble is no different from simply handing over contribution points to others.

"Zi Yuan's personal teaching: never fall for Lin Zecheng and Qin Siwu's provocation technique!"

At this point, Sun Qingwu, who had remained silent, finally grew restless.

As an elder of Longtan Peak's Outer Peak, no one present hopes more than he does to see Li Mu safe and pass the assessment.

But ideals are ideals, and reality is reality!

The harsh reality tells Sun Qingwu that even an eighth‑grade Refining Qi Realm Li Mu, no matter how demonic or astonishingly talented,

still absolutely cannot pass the assessment in such a dire situation!

For Sun Qingwu,

As long as the green mountains remain, there's no worry about lacking firewood.

Li Mu is still young, and as long as he can keep his life in this Four Peaks Grand Competition,

then, with Li Mu's demonic talent, within at most a year he should dominate the Fengyun Ranking and claim the Four Peaks Grand Competition Champion!

"Elder Sun, I have my own plan!"

Without waiting for Sun Qingwu to speak again, Ziyuan waved a hand to cut him off, her autumn‑water‑clear eyes fixed on Lin Zecheng, Qin Siwu and several other elders, her tone cold and domineering.

"What's the matter?"

"Lin Zecheng, Qin Siwu!"

"You two, weren't you just able to speak earlier!"

"Why is everyone now afraid to speak up!"

"Could it be that you're scared?"

Ziyuan slightly lifted her fair, delicate chin, a mocking smirk curling at the corner of her mouth, a contemptuous smile.

"Weren't you all just certain that Li Mu would die ten times over and never survive?"

"Since, in your minds, you've already concluded that Li Mu is dead."

"Then why don't you dare gamble with me!"

"Of course…"

"If you won't gamble, then right here in front of all the disciples of Ziyang Daochang, apologize for your earlier boasts!"

Those words came from Ziyuan, resonant and forceful, striking the ground with sound!

As the senior sister of the Inner Peak of Longtan Peak, her dignity was unmistakably on display at this moment!

As the saying goes.

People vie for a breath of air, while Buddhas contend for a single incense stick.

Cultivators, though they value a pure heart and few desires, and remain indifferent to fame and profit!

Yet they place particular importance on victory, defeat, and reputation!

Especially, Li Mu is a junior that Ziyuan holds in very high regard!

When Li Mu was still at a humble stage, Ziyuan once declared that his talent surpasses even that of the founding master of the Ziyang Sect!

And those unparalleled prodigies like Li Mu are each individuals bearing great destiny!

Ziyuan firmly believes that Li Mu could never fall so easily in the Yunshan Secret Realm!

Feeling the imposing aura radiating from Ziyuan.

That instead pressed Lin Zecheng, Qin Siwu and the others—who had just displayed arrogant, overbearing postures—until their faces flushed bright red!

Especially Lin Zecheng!

He saw the goddess in his heart, now with her chin slightly lifted, looking at him with such disdain, even a hint of contempt!

That made Lin Zecheng feel his very character was being gravely insulted!

As for publicly apologizing to Li Mu, a dead man?

Lin Zecheng would rather smash his head and die here!

Then Lin Zecheng took a big step forward, puffed out his chest and shouted, "Since Ziyuan Zhenren's mind is set, I shall accompany you to the end!"

"I'll bet fifty thousand sect contribution points that Li Mu will die in the Yunshan Secret Realm!"

Qin Siwu sneered coldly beside him, saying darkly, "My funds are a bit tight lately, so I won't bet that high."

"Thirty thousand sect contribution points, I also bet Li Mu will die in the Yunshan Secret Realm."

The two elders from Purple Cover Peak and Little Heaven Peak, seeing this, also hurriedly placed their bets.

"Then I'll bet ten thousand sect contribution points that Li Mu will die!"

"Me too!"

"…"

The Inner Peak disciples watching in Ziyang Daochang, seeing this scene, were each left stunned, dazed, and bewildered!

They didn't know what to say at all!

It's as if they're roasting themselves on a fire while willingly handing over a huge sum of sect contribution points for free.

Watching this almost risk‑free gamble, many Inner Peak disciples felt an itch to act, each rushing forward to place bets!

"I bet eight thousand contribution points; Li Mu is bound to die!"

"I bet five thousand contribution points; Li Mu is definitely doomed!"

"I also bet three thousand contribution points; such a free bargain, only a fool would refuse!"

"Damn it!"

"If I'd known there was such a huge bargain, I shouldn't have bought that spirit tool last month; now I can only bet…"

"I'm so regretful!"

"…"

In a surprisingly short time, the bet that Li Mu would certainly die in the Yunshan Secret Realm had already been inflated to an exaggerated 210,000 contribution points!

However, not everyone in this gamble was betting solely on Li Mu's death.

Among them.

Outer Peak elder Sun Qingwu and the Inner Peak disciples of Longtan Peak firmly bet on Li Mu!

Losing a person, not a formation!

Especially at this critical moment, that was even more true!

As for the contribution points lost?

They might as well feed them to dogs!

Many Longtan Peak disciples thought so.

"…"

"We have a total of 110,000 contribution points on our side!"

Ziyuan Zhenren said calmly, "As for the missing one hundred thousand contribution points, I'll make up for it!"

Screech......

When those words were spoken, the Ziyang Daochang rang with the up‑and‑down sounds of people gasping cold air!

One hundred thousand contribution points!

For anyone present, that is undoubtedly an astronomical figure!

Who would have thought!

This usually aloof and indifferent Zi Yuan actually made such a bold gamble!

But at that moment, purple light suddenly surged in the Ziyang Daochang, and a teleportation array slowly materialized beneath everyone's feet!

For a moment, the clamor abruptly ceased!

Everyone widened their eyes and swiped their gazes toward the direction of the array!

As the teleportation formation gradually took shape, a terrifying energy ripple slowly emanated from it.

Seeing this scene.

Lin Zecheng glanced over, his pretty face cold as ice, yet his beautiful eyes were equally filled with anticipation; the nervous Zi Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

"Ziyuan Zhenren!"

"Who would have thought, you actually have such confidence in that Li Mu!"

"Looks like this time I'll pick up fifty thousand contribution points for free!"

"Speaking of that, I really must thank Ziyuan Zhenren properly!"

Hearing Lin Zecheng's sarcastic tone, Qin Siwu and several other elders curled the corners of their mouths into mocking smiles.

"Ziyuan Zhenren truly lives up to being an Inner Peak direct disciple; such generosity is remarkable!"

"Normally, we treat sect contribution points as treasures, but coming from Ziyuan Zhenren they are given away for free!"

"Exactly!"

"Ziyuan Zhenren is practically our living Bodhisattva!"

"That's a full hundred thousand contribution points, and Ziyuan Zhenren didn't even blink before tossing them away!"

"……"

Amid Lin Zecheng, Qin Siwu and the others' sarcastic laughter, the purple light of the teleportation array slowly faded, and one by one Outer Peak disciples began to emerge from it.

Even though Zi Yuan's temperament is usually cold, she couldn't help but step forward now and look into the array, her peach‑blossom eyes filled with anxiety and sorrow.

On the contrary, Lin Zecheng and Qin Siwu sat grandly in their chairs, wearing confident smiles as if victory were already in hand.

The other Inner Peak disciples of the Ziyang Daochang also, without exception, turned their gazes toward the teleportation array.

Under countless staring eyes, the foremost figure was a handsome youth with black hair and black pupils standing at the front of the crowd!

The blood‑stained robe he wore was so striking that it highlighted his handsome, vigorous face, which now bore a hint of unspoken authority.

At the sight of the blood‑clad youth, Zi Yuan's cold, pretty face melted like ice, breaking into a smile.

And Li Mu, just teleported to the Ziyang Daochang, instinctively lifted his gaze to meet Zi Yuan's eyes.

Only saw.

Under the purple light, the beauty was jade‑like, a smile that could topple a city.

Especially the expression between her brows.

Truly, her eyebrows gathered like mountain peaks, her eyes rippled like autumn waves, and her exquisite posture made hearts tremble.