"This Demon Suppressing Tower possesses a simplistic divine prestige, could it be a major killing weapon?" Ye Chen speculated as he looked at the Demon Suppressing Tower.

"Ye Chen, the Demon Suppressing Tower seals itself automatically. There are disciples inside challenging the tower now. After these disciples exit, you can enter and take your challenge," Leng Aofu turned and said.

"I understand," Ye Chen nodded. "However, during my journey to reach the summit, should I not deliberately conceal my strength?"

Ye Chen's identity was overly sensitive; if he made too much noise, it might lead others to uncover his background, and that could cause major trouble.

"There is no need to hide your strength," Leng Aofu said. "The stronger you appear, the more the sect master will value you, and this is beneficial for your candidacy as the Saint Heir!"

The strong are always held in awe. If Ye Chen revealed his brilliance, he would certainly be given special attention, which would enhance his reputation.

"Alright!" Ye Chen nodded in agreement.

Ye Chen's aura was concealed by an ancient method, and he had also practiced the Path of Myriad Forms. Even supreme Saints could not detect him, so his concerns were not that deep.

Since he had decided to take the challenge, he might as well make a stunning debut! Without revealing his identity, he would unleash his full power and soar to his limit!

"Leng is here!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise upon spotting Leng Aofu, this legendary senior disciple sister.

"Leng has been a True Disciple for a long time, and she even competed for the position of Holy Maiden. What is she doing at the Demon Suppressing Tower? Could it be that Leng has greatly advanced her skills and aims to ascend to the ninetieth floor of the Tower?"

"Who is the man beside Leng? He looks quite unfamiliar. Could he be her new male pet?"

Leng Aofu's prestige in Baihua Palace was very high, even slightly stronger than Fairy Qin Yan, almost comparable to Holy Maiden Feng Wu.

Surrounded by numerous disciples, Leng Aofu's appearance immediately caused a stir, just like fans seeing a major celebrity.

"Leng, you've come to the Demon Suppressing Tower. Are you planning to ascend the tower?" At this moment, a group of powerful female cultivators rushed over and respectfully inquired of Leng Aofu.

"What I am doing here, do I need to tell you?" Leng Aofu sneered. "Are you afraid that I will surpass Feng Wu and steal your master's thunder?"

"Feng Wu?" Ye Chen thought to himself as he looked at the group of female disciples.

In Baihua Palace, there were three most outstanding female disciples: Fairy Qin Yan, Leng Aofu, and Feng Wu.

Qin Yan and Feng Wu were considered young supreme beings; Leng Aofu's cultivation was not as advanced as theirs, but her extensive connections put her on equal footing with them.

Leng Aofu had the most followers and supporters, but Feng Wu and Qin Yan also had their fair share, and these disciples were followers of Feng Wu.

Seeing Leng Aofu arrive at the Demon Suppressing Tower, they thought Leng Aofu had achieved a breakthrough and thus had the qualifications to challenge Feng Wu, so they hurriedly came to check the situation.

"You misunderstand us, Sister Leng; we didn't mean that!" the group of disciples said with an embarrassed laugh.

"Alright, I was just making a joke. No need to be so afraid!" Leng Aofu said indifferently.

She was at the same level as Feng Wu; these people were merely followers of Feng Wu and did not even have the qualifications to be taken seriously by her.

"Sister Leng, we will take our leave!" Influenced by Leng Aofu's indifferent attitude, the group of disciples felt inclined to depart.

"Wait, did I let you go?" Leng Aofu said.

"Sister, do you have any instructions?" the group of female disciples regretted their impulsive approach.

"Aren't you setting up a betting ring here? My male pet is going to challenge the Demon Suppressing Tower, hurry and set up the bet!" Leng Aofu ordered. "By the way, my male pet is still an Outer Sect Disciple!"

"Sister, we can set up the betting ring for you, but we don't know how you would like to bet?" one of the female disciples asked.

"I don't know the rules of the betting game. You figure it out!" Leng Aofu said. "Also, I'll be hosting myself. No matter how others bet or how much they bet, I'll match it, with odds at one hundred to one!"

"One hundred to one!"

The odds Leng Aofu offered immediately shocked the group of disciples; they were almost scared out of their wits.

This rate was terrifying. If the betting person won, whatever amount they bet, Leng Aofu would have to pay out a hundred times that amount. If someone bet one hundred, Leng Aofu would have to pay out ten thousand; if they bet ten thousand, she would have to pay out a million...

"Are you afraid I can't cover the bets?" Leng Aofu said. "Quickly set up the betting ring, if you win the money, I'll give you a share of the profits!"

"..."

The group of disciples cast a strange look at Leng Aofu then moved to where the crowd was densest and began to vigorously promote the betting for Leng Aofu for free.

"Leng Sister has set up a betting ring, her follower is challenging the Demon Suppressing Tower, the odds are one hundred to one, come place your bets!"

There were more than a dozen female disciples; at that moment, all of them energetically shouted together, immediately attracting a lot of disciples.

These female disciples were regulars at opening betting rings at the Demon Suppressing Tower, and many disciples recognized them. Coupled with Leng Aofu's reputation drawing people in, a crowd quickly gathered around them.

"Sister, how do we bet in this betting game?" a disciple asked.

"The odds are one hundred. Bet any way you want!" one disciple said. "Leng Sister's follower is still an Outer Sect Disciple. Bet on his promotion to Inner Sect Disciple at odds of one hundred, his promotion to Core Disciple at one hundred, his promotion to True Disciple at one hundred, or his ascent to the ninetieth floor of the Demon Suppressing Tower also at one hundred... Whatever you bet on, the odds are one hundred!"

As this disciple announced the rules, she used a technique similar to the Lion's Roar Skill, making sure all the surrounding disciples heard them, and the scene momentarily got a bit out of control.

One hundred to one odds! A chance of a lifetime, hit it once and you're set for life!

"Leng is extraordinarily powerful, second only to the Holy Maiden Feng Wu. Her follower surely can't be too mediocre. I bet ten thousand Vajra Elixirs that he will be promoted to a Core Disciple!"

"I too bet on his promotion to Core Disciple, I wager one hundred thousand Vajra Elixirs!"

"One thousand Vajra Elixirs on the Inner Sect Disciple, one thousand Vajra Elixirs on the Core Disciple, one thousand Vajra Elixirs on the True Disciple, oh, and one thousand Vajra Elixirs on no promotion at all!"

"I bet five hundred thousand Vajra Elixirs that he becomes a Core Disciple!"

"I bet he becomes a True Disciple, wagering five million Vajra Elixirs!"

"..."

Leng Ao's reputation, coupled with a hundredfold payout, set the place abuzz. Countless disciples swarmed this way, the odds simply too great to pass up, almost a sure win.

Most bet on his promotion to Core Disciple since Leng's status is extraordinary, and her male pet is surely not subpar.

Others, a smaller fraction, bet on his promotion to Inner Sect Disciple. Ye Chen was currently only an Outer Sect Disciple, and some were not very optimistic about him.

A very small number were highly optimistic about Ye Chen, thinking he could be promoted to a True Disciple. However, such thoughts were rare, as there were only a handful of True Disciples, and one could not just emerge casually.

Some also bet that Ye Chen would remain static, not advancing at all, still an Outer Sect Disciple.

In any case, there were numerous disciples here, and the methods of placing bets varied wildly.

However, some people bet on Ye Chen being promoted to an Inner Sect Disciple, a Core Disciple, and a True Disciple, even an Outer Sect Disciple, but nobody bet on Ye Chen reaching the ninetieth floor of the Demon Suppressing Tower!

Among the hundreds of disciples here, not one placed that bet!

The ninetieth floor signifies the young supreme, the supreme Holy Maiden. Leng Ao herself is not the young supreme and cannot ascend to the position of Holy Maiden, so how could her male pet possibly be the young supreme?

"If I can't reach the ninetieth floor of the Demon Suppressing Tower, wouldn't you be ruined?" Ye Chen, seeing the heated scene, laughed and said to Leng Ao.

"I believe in you!" Leng Ao said.

"Don't worry, stick with me and you'll have plenty to eat!" Ye Chen responded seriously.

"..."

If Leng Ao succeeds, she could make a huge fortune.

But her betting game was very risky. If Ye Chen couldn't make it to the ninetieth floor, she would have to forfeit her sect's treasure!

The disciples placed their bets with Vajra Elixirs, which, similar to Pure Yang Elixirs, contained enormous amounts of natural essence, but were more powerful than the Pure Yang Elixirs.

Based on market value, five million Vajra Elixirs could be exchanged for one Divine Skill, and fifty Divine Skills could be exchanged for a heaven-suppressing treasure!

If by a hundred to one odds, just a random loss by Leng Ao would bankrupt her, forced to liquidate everything.

Thankfully, no disciple made a large bet on the ninetieth floor. Otherwise, Leng Ao's earnings wouldn't cover the losses.

"I place a bet of fifty million Vajra Elixirs for Leng's follower to reach the ninetieth floor of the Demon Suppressing Tower!"

A female disciple placed a heavy bet, actually wagering on Ye Chen reaching the ninetieth floor, which caused an uproar among the crowd.

"Good heavens, fifty million Vajra Elixirs on the ninetieth floor—has this woman gone mad?"

"Such a vast amount of wealth gambled away, does this woman intend to throw away her Vajra Elixirs?"

"Who is this woman, able to bring out fifty million Vajra Elixirs?"

Fifty million Vajra Elixirs, an immense amount, enough to crush palaces if dropped from the sky!

At this moment, someone placed a bet of fifty million Vajra Elixirs, causing shock among all the disciples by the Demon Suppressing Tower. All the bets placed by everyone here amounted to around fifty million, and this person alone matched that sum on the most unlikely ninetieth floor—had she lost her mind?

Such a colossal wealth, not even Core Disciples could produce, only True Disciples had that level of resources!

"It's Ms Tao who placed the bet, she is a True Disciple, and now she is also betting?!"

"Ms Tao is a True Disciple, highly esteemed, second only to Holy Maiden Feng Wu, and it's rumored that she and Qin are close..."

Baihua Palace is full of disciples, but there are only a handful of True Disciples, and the one who made this massive fifty-million bet is none other than True Disciple Tao Xi Yao!

"Tao Xi Yao and Qin Yan are close; she usually does not think highly of me. I never expected her to come and trouble me like this!" Leng Ao's face darkened as she heard about the fifty-million bet on the ninetieth floor.

The betting game set up by Leng Ao looked like a sure way to disaster unless Ye Chen could reach the ninetieth floor, but now someone had bet on that too!

"Don't be afraid!" Ye Chen smiled confidently. "Tao Xi Yao bet on the ninetieth floor, so I'll reach the ninety-first. I won't let you suffer losses!"

"I bet the ninety-first floor for fifty million Vajra Elixirs."

"Haha, I bet the ninety-second floor for fifty million Pure Yang Elixirs."

The uproar caused by the fifty million had not settled, when two peerless disciples arrived, contributing one hundred million Vajra Elixirs to the betting game.

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