"My God, straight out with fifty million, fifty million, fifty million... you wretched tycoons, are you here to flaunt your wealth?"
"Xie Linglong, Huo Meiting, so it's these two True Disciples!"
"They are Holy Maiden Feng Wu's friends; did they come here to thwart Leng?"
"But if they're trying to stop Leng, why bet on the ninety-first and ninety-second floors? Have they been kicked in the head by a donkey?"
Following Tao Xi Yao, two more True Disciples arrived, each betting fifty million on the unpopular ninety-first and ninety-second floors.
"Damn it, they are uniting against me, deliberately creating a crisis for me!" Leng Aofu's face turned sour, and she felt like rushing over and hitting someone.
Baihua Palace has three powerhouse disciples: Holy Maiden Feng Wu, Fairy Qin Yan, and the legendary sister Leng Aofu!
Feng Wu and Qin Yan are both young supremes, with Leng Aofu just a step behind them, but she stands on equal footing with them and has countless followers, earning her the title of legendary sister.
Feng Wu, Qin Yan, Leng Aofu are divided into three factions, with Leng Aofu's faction being the largest, making her the de facto leader of all the disciples!
The other two factions had always found it difficult to accept Leng Aofu's transcendent status, questioning why her prestige could be higher than the Holy Maiden's when Leng Aofu wasn't a young supreme.
To suppress Leng Aofu and diminish her prestige, both Feng Wu's and Qin Yan's factions had challenged her, but Leng Aofu's power was too vast, causing their attempts to assert dominance to fail without impacting Leng Aofu in the slightest.
"With odds of one to a hundred, they're betting fifty million directly, how big must their grudge be?" Ye Chen smiled helplessly, knowing that just one loss for Leng Aofu could bankrupt her and shred her dignity.
"Ye Chen, let's run away now," Leng Aofu suddenly said.
"Run?" Ye Chen was stunned.
Leng Aofu had always been domineering, and now she was talking about running away, which Ye Chen had never expected.
"Even if you can reach the ninetieth floor, we'll still lose money!" said Leng Aofu. "No matter which floor you break through to, we'll end up bankrupt!"
"Better to slip away now and welch on the bet than to end up bankrupt here, since they can do nothing to me!"
Leng Aofu had originally planned to gamble big at the start, but the appearance of several troublemakers had thrown her plans into disarray and caused the situation to spiral out of control.
Tao Xi Yao, Xie Linglong, Huo Meiting, these three powerful True Disciples had placed fifty million Vajra Elixirs on the ninetieth, ninety-first, and ninety-second floors. Even if only one of them won, Leng Aofu could take the bets from the two others, but even that wouldn't cover a single fifty million bet!
Fifty million with a hundredfold odds—how much is that? Five billion Vajra Elixirs!
Even if Leng Aofu sold the sect's treasure and all her Divine Skills, and even sold herself, she couldn't gather five billion Vajra Elixirs!
Such a colossal fortune was comparable to a small divine treasury, only a Grand Master level powerhouse could cough up that amount!
Leng Aofu proclaimed odds of one to a hundred to swindle the ordinary disciples, hoping to win a sect treasure if she got lucky.
But now the situation had completely gone out of hand, and Leng Aofu was afraid she couldn't afford to lose.
"Ye Chen, let's go. The situation is escalating; if we don't leave now, it'll be too late to escape later!"
As the gambling unfolded, Leng Aofu was almost burning herself to ashes, and at this rate, she might not have anything left.
"Sister, do you trust me?" Ye Chen didn't leave, nor did he let Leng Aofu leave.
"You?"
Leng Aofu was anxious to leave and avoid the trouble, but when she saw the gleam in Ye Chen's eyes, she suddenly calmed down.
Ye Chen's face bore a charming smile, his eyes clear, exuding a tranquil aura... Just standing there quietly, he gave Leng Aofu an inexplicable sense of security, as if she wouldn't fear even if the sky fell.
"If they bet on me reaching the ninetieth floor, I'll reach the ninety-first. If they bet on the ninety-first, I'll reach the ninety-second. If they bet on the ninety-second, then I'll make it to the ninety-third... I won't let you lose out, because I like you, and I have the ability to protect you!"
Ye Chen aimed for a perfect conquest, naturally seeking the thrill of a big stage—and this was just the right setting.
Leng Aofu, a celestial maiden of her generation, had her innocence compromised by Ye Chen, and powerless to resist, she had to comply.
But Ye Chen wanted more than her compliance; he wanted this woman to fall head over heels in love with him!
Only if Leng Aofu truly loved him could Ye Chen reveal his ambition without any reservations, allowing her to help him in his conquest.
"Ye Chen, are you sure?"
Ye Chen exuded a reliable strength, yet Leng Aofu still felt uneasy.
The Demon Suppressing Tower was Baihua Palace's training ground for disciples, with young supremes only able to reach as high as the ninetieth floor. The final nine floors had been untouched for a thousand years—neither Holy Maiden Feng Wu nor Fairy Qin Yan had ascended them, and neither had recent generations of saints. Could Ye Chen really do it?
"I can blast through the Demon Suppressing Tower all the way!" Ye Chen was brimming with confidence, an invincible figure.
"Ye Chen, I believe in you," Leng Aofu declared. "I'll keep up with this game; you just go ahead and break through without any worries!"
Ye Chen was a man of mysteries, difficult for her to fathom—perhaps he really could break through and create a legend!
"I'm doing it for you!" said Ye Chen.
"For me?!" Leng Aofu's cheeks blushed with a special feeling, a mixture of tenderness and sweetness.
"I want to bet a hundred thousand Vajra Elixirs that Ye Chen will become a Core Disciple!"
"Ms Tao is the fairy in my heart, I'll place the same bet as her, wagering that Ye Chen reaches the ninetieth floor, betting one million Vajra Elixirs!"
The number of disciples gathered here kept increasing, and the bets placed grew larger and larger, making the scene incredibly exhilarating.
"The disciples inside the Demon Suppressing Tower are about to come out. Ye Chen will start the challenge soon, hurry up and place your bets!" someone suddenly shouted loudly.
"I bet seven hundred thousand..."
"I bet three hundred and twenty million..."
"I bet eight thousand..."
"One thousand..."
Nearly a thousand disciples had gathered here, all tossing in elixirs to place their bets.
The disciples managing the betting pool were overwhelmed and nearly driven to madness; there were simply too many people betting, and they could hardly keep up.
"Leng, your odds are one to a hundred, can you afford to pay out if you lose?"
At this moment, a group of powerful female disciples descended, each with radiant beauty and emanating strong auras. They were all Core Disciples, and among them were even a few True Disciples.
"Even if you bet ten billion, I can afford to pay out. My master is the Other Shore Grand Master, who controls treasures of the heavens, how could I not afford your bets?" Leng Aofu looked at the group of female disciples and sneered.
This group were supporters of Qin Yan and Holy Maiden Feng Wu, and their intentions were clear: they wanted to see her lose face.
"Ten billion? That's quite a boast!" the leading True Disciple sneered.
"If you want to place a bet, then place it. I don't have time to chit-chat with you guys!" Leng Aofu said haughtily.
Although they were all True Disciples, Leng Aofu's status was extraordinary. She was considered the foremost among True Disciples and didn't even bother to take them seriously.
"Alright, we'll cheer for Ms Tao!" the True Disciple sneered.
"I bet one billion Vajra Elixirs, fifty million betting that Ye Chen becomes a True Disciple, and another fifty million betting that he reaches the ninetieth floor!"
This True Disciple made an extraordinary move, directly wagering one billion Vajra Elixirs, with fifty million on becoming a True Disciple and another fifty million on reaching the ninetieth floor.
"..."
Storage treasures were quite common in the Canglan Realm. Ordinary disciples from the Baihua Palace could own them, and though not as precious as a Qiankun Bag, they were more than enough to hold some elixirs.
Countless people bet on this gamble, using storage treasures to hold the elixirs; over a thousand elixir bags received, piling up into a small mountain. The number of elixirs was incalculable—several billion would probably be an understatement.
"Are you nervous?"
Leng Aofu's expression grew increasingly solemn, filled with deep concern, causing Ye Chen to see her and smile.
"This bet is too big!" Leng Aofu looked at Ye Chen.
"The bigger, the better; all of these people are just delivering us money!" Ye Chen said.
Leng Aofu laughed bitterly. Where was Ye Chen's confidence coming from?
There were too many disciples participating in the gamble. Not only were people betting on the ninetieth floor, but also on the ninety-first, ninety-second, ninety-third, ninety-fourth, and the amounts were no small sums!
Unless Ye Chen reached the ninety-fifth floor, they would lose money no matter what.
The odds of one to a hundred were too great!
Betting a million could win a billion, and Leng Aofu couldn't afford to lose even one round!
"Rumble!"
At this moment, the essence of heaven surged wildly, and the Demon Suppressing Tower suddenly erupted with vibrations, lifting the seal on the tower.
"The Demon Suppressing Tower has opened again; I can enter and start the challenge!"
Ye Chen's eyes blazed with arrogance, ambition, and aspiration. This place would be the stage for his rise.
"Ye Chen, you..." Leng Aofu's face was filled with worry, unsure what to say.
"Don't worry, just a Demon Suppressing Tower, it can't trap me at all!" Ye Chen smiled.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Chen turned into a shadowy figure and, under the gaze of countless disciples, charged into the Demon Suppressing Tower.
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