âLook, itâs Young Emperor Lan Yu!â
âSheâs joining in this round. Thatâs great! I can finally watch my idolâs remarkable battle stance.â
âBullsh*t, thatâs my idol.â
âBesides Lan Yu, Nangong Huang, and Murong Xuan, there are two other ladies. I wonder how capable they are.â
The audience discussed among themselves, excited to see the Black Heaven Sectâs performance.
In the skybox.
Qin Wushuang said to Chu Kuangren, âSect Leader, I can understand why youâd send Jun Yi in, but not Jin Feiyan. Honestly speaking, sheâs even less skilled than me.â
âWushuang, are you dissatisfied that you werenât included?â
Chu Kuangren chuckled.
âI wouldnât dare to, but I was just speaking the truth.â
âJin Feiyan will never beat you in a one-on-one fight. However, itâs more strategic to send her into this round with Jun Yi than to send you in.â
Qin Wushuang was shocked.
However, he knew that Chu Kuangren always had his reasons. Since Chu Kuangren had made it clear, then there was no reason to doubt him.
âI shall sit back and enjoy the show.â Qin Wushuang laughed and said.
In the arena.
The participants received their bracelets and entered the light circle.
Soon.
The members of each sage orthodoxies began to appear in the Blood Moon Ancient Alleys.
âThis is surely a full moon.â
Jin Feiyan looked at the Blood Moon hanging in the sky. Its crippling red moonlight was giving her the creeps.
She retrieved a sword.
It was an elegantly forged sword that had a fiery red color to it.
As Jin Feiyan channeled her spiritual energies into the sword, it shook for a moment before the blade pointed towards a certain direction.
âOh, itâs there.â
Jin Feiyan immediately rushed in that direction.
Meanwhile, the sky-prides from each orthodoxy, who were in other parts of Blood Moon Ancient, had also begun to spring into action.
The audienceâs eyes were glued to the screen.
âLook, some of them are going to bump into each other. Itâs the sky-prides of Thunder Falcon Tribe and Eight Wind Palace. Looks like a battleâs about to begin.â
A spectator said excitingly.
The rest were also prepared to witness a good fight.
To their surprise, the sky-prides of Thunder Falcon Tribe and Eight Wind Palace did not fight when they met each other. Instead, all they did was exchange glances before they gathered around and resumed their search around the Blood Moon Ancient Alleys.
Many in the audience were confused.
âWhatâs going on? Whyâre they not fighting?â
âTheyâve gathered together. It almost seems as if theyâre working together.â
The sky-prides of Thunder Falcon Tribe and Eight Wind Palace were not the only ones.
The crowd also realized that the sky-prides from the other sage orthodoxies did not fight, and instead, they joined hands at the Ancient Alleys, searching for something.
The crowd was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
The audience was there to watch a fight, not some networking event!
What was going on with the friendliness between the sky-prides of Thunder Falcon Tribe, Eight Wind Palace, and Linghu clan?
âHold on, they canât be colluding to get rid of Black Heaven Sect first right?!â
All of the sudden, one of the audience members exclaimed in shock.
The rest of the audience immediately caught on.
Judging from the sky-pridesâ behaviors, it was evident that they had hatched such a plan!
The Black Heaven Sectâs remarkable performance had utterly humiliated the other orthodoxies, so for them to collude against a common enemy was not surprising either!
Then, the spectators began to curse at those sky-prides.
âF*ck, this is such a shameless act.â
âFive orthodoxies colluding against the Black Heaven Sect. Wow, are you kidding me? This is ridiculous!â
âLooks like this is the end for the Black Heaven Sect.â
âBut what if the Black Heaven Sect wins?!â
While some were furious, others were excited. All this while, the Black Heaven Sect had been dominating the competition.
This made many believe that the Black Heaven Sect would inevitably win. Now that the plot had thickened, the Black Heaven Sectâs fate was unknown. They were all dying to see if the Black Heaven Sect could create a miracle and lift themselves out of this nasty situation!
âHaha, itâs five against one, or rather, twenty-five against five!â
âSo this is how the other sage orthodoxies are playing this game? What an interesting sight!â Chu Kuangren abruptly burst into a peal of laughter.
However, the rest could sense the sarcasm hidden within his remarks.
âSect Leader Chu, the nail that stands out always gets hammered first!â
The Thunder Falcon Tribe leader laughed coldly.
âSect Leader Chu, please donât get mad. This is just a competition.â
âAll is fair in love and war. This is just an example of a diplomatic alliance.â
âSect Leader Chu, you canât be mad about this right?â
The other Sect Leaders were chuckling away. It looked like they were well aware of their sky-pridesâ plans.
Although it was a shameless act, the championshipâs rule did not forbid collusion between orthodoxies.
The audience was curious to see how Chu Kuangren would behave if he was burning in anger. However, they were immediately greeted by surprise.
In contrast to the Sect Leaders who had just mocked Chu Kuangren, he was nothing but calm. There was not a hint of anger written on Chu Kuangrenâs face.
The Sec Leaders immediately felt as if they were speaking to a wall.
âChu Kuangren, you must have had such a wonderful upbringing to be able to maintain such composure even under such a situation. Itâs truly admirable.â
The Linghu Clan Head spoke in a sarcastic tone.
In other words, he was asserting that Chu Kuangren was only playing pretend.
âSay, shall we place another bet?â
Then, Chu Kuangren suddenly said.
Those who heard Chu Kuangren were instantly stunned.
âWait, not again?!â
Having just lost a total of four hundred and fifty million soulstones to Chu Kuangren, they could all still feel the pain.
Now Chu Kuangren was inviting them to another bet?!
The Sect Leaders looked at one another, unsure as to whether they should agree.
By right, the Black Heaven Sect stood zero chance of winning in this situation.
However, in the previous bet, they had also thought Murong Xuan would never be able to defeat Li Ying, yet Murong Xuan somehow still won!
The Sect Leaders did not dare react hastily.
âWhat now? Did you lose your guts? Iâve gotten so many soulstones from all of you. Are you just going to stand there and let me have it?â
Chu Kuangren sneered.
Most of them were furious at this point.
âFine, Iâll join your bet. I bet a hundred million soulstones that the Black Heaven Sect members will not last until the end!â
The Linghu Clan Head announced loudly.
He was fuming.
âIâd like to join too.â
âHmph, I refuse to accept that the Black Heaven Sect can pull this off again!â
The Overlord Sage Tribe, Sky Emperor Palace, and Thunder Falcon Tribe were keen to join in too, while the rest could only look at each other as they did not dare to bet with Chu Kuangren. Even though they were sage orthodoxies, they would not be able to afford the loss again.
âThunder Falcon Tribe, Sky Emperor Palace, Linghu clan, and Overlord Sage Tribe, it looks like itâs only four of you. Very well then.â Chu Kuangren smiled confidently.
Behind the Sect Leaders, the other Daoists stared at each other helplessly.
âThis is too nerve-wracking. My heart will one day collapse from all the pressure if I hang out with the Sect Leader any longer,â said Zhuo Han.
âAs you can see, gambling is an incredibly addictive activity.â
Shang Qingxue sighed too.
Then, they averted their attention to the screens.
All they saw was that several cultivators were about to bump into Jin Feiyan in the Blood Moon Ancient Alleys.
âHeh, looks like one of the Black Heaven Sect members is about to get disqualified.â
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âWe shall sit back and enjoy the show.â Chu Kuangren was still maintaining his usual composure.
âIâd love to see just how long you can play pretend.â
Chu Kuangren ignored the other Sect Leaders. He simply fixed his eyes on the screens where he observed that Lan Yu, Murong Xuan, and the other members were also about to be cornered by the other orthodoxyâs alliance.