At that moment, Lei Zhan, who was representing the Five Thearch Soldiers, was standing next to Long Tu and said, “Old Long, that boy can’t be over 18 years old. Let’s make a bet on whether he’ll be able to make it amongst the top 10 of the Martial Arts Stage.”
Long Tu quickly glanced at the Moon Empress as he inwardly cursed Lei Zhan for being stupid.
Lei Zhan was the second most powerful person in the Five Thearch Soldiers, but his character was flippant and was not the most intelligent.
But normally, not even shrewd people dared to trick Lei Zhan.
From Lei Zhan’s question, Long Tu knew that he had not been paying close attention to the Martial Arts Stage’s rules at all.
The Arts Stage component of the Martial Arts Stage would come to an end once the top three emerged. There would be no top ten to speak of.
How would Lei Zhan determine who the 4th to 10th places were?
Moreover, only 11 people were standing behind Zuo Ming currently. Thus, betting that the Moon Empress’ disciple would come into the top 10 was the same as betting whether he would escape coming in last place!
Before Long Tu finished scolding Lei Zhan, a killing aura rose from one of the seats.
Long Tu, an emperor-class expert, felt as though he had been pressed to the bottom of the ocean and was struggling to breathe.
Lei Zhan, a thearch-class expert, was about to circulate his spiritual power when he felt that his spiritual power seemed to be clogged and that it was only moving at 10% of its usual rate.
This floored Lei Zhan because this imposing aura had exceeded anything that he had ever experienced.
At that moment, a cold voice hissed in Lei Zhan’s ear.
Although the voice was soft, he felt his entire ear go numb.
“Do you want to make bets because you also have a sacred source lifeform? Why don’t I bet with you instead?”
Lei Zhan immediately knew that the terrifying aura had come from the Moon Empress. He snapped his mouth shut awkwardly as he tried to figure out how he had offended the Moon Empress.
He had come to the Royal Capital on a mission. He needed to go to Leaning Moon Mountain to ask for her help and ask if she would trade for some Golden Lotus Brocade Pearls with him.
The Five Thearch Soldiers had few Creation Master resources to start with, and it would help them greatly to be able to obtain some Golden Lotus Brocade Pearls.
But for whatever reason, he had incurred the Moon Empress’ wrath.
Despite being a thearch-class expert, Zhan Lei hurriedly bowed and said, “I’m not betting anymore. Moon Empress, I won’t bet anymore. Frankly, I’m not usually a gambler.”
The Moon Empress scoffed and retracted her terrifying aura.
Her sudden outburst had left the entire Midnight Palace in silence.
Night Leaning Moon turned to look at Lei Zhan and felt that he was extremely gullible. He had wanted some fun but ended up falling to his doom.
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Zuo Ming looked at the 11 challengers standing behind him and loudly asked, “Does anyone else want to participate in the Martial Arts Stage?”
No one else stepped forward, and Zuo Ming turned to walk toward the area where the Arts Stage had been held.
As Lin Yuan walked behind Zuo Ming, his head ached at the thought of having to rely on luck to pick his topic.
He hated things that depended on luck.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Although he did not have any special spiritual ingredients that could increase his luck, he did have the Possess Star Intelligent Dark Clouds that could remove one’s bad luck.
Although he would not have good luck on his side while he picked his topic for the Arts Stage component, he would at least not have any bad luck either.
The Possess Star Intelligent Dark Clouds had been growing continuously in the Spirit Lock spatial zone and had already blooded twice. Lin Yuan had collected all the pollen from the first time it had bloomed.
He took out a brocade box with the Possess Star Intelligent Dark Clouds’ first batch of pollen.
He needed to swallow the pollen for it to take effect, so he pinched a small amount and put it in his mouth.
At that moment, Zong Ze froze and sniffed deeply. He felt that there was an oddly faint fragrance in the air that seemed to soothe his fiery craving for battle.
Zong Ze had always known that he was a battle fanatic that could never control himself when the opportunity for combat arose.
It was because he liked to test his skills through fighting and because the second year after he became Chef Supreme’s disciple, he had been cursed by an expert’s sacred source lifeform when they went to the outskirts to train.
Although his Master had killed that expert in the end and made a precious weapon out of the sacred source lifeform’s body, the curse had not been removed, and it remained imprinted on his body.
Eventually, the curse became a stain of bad luck that fused with his soul.
This curse of bad luck had always weighed on Zong Ze’s heart.
By the time Zong Ze turned his head, Lin Yuan had already kept away the brocade box with the Possess Star Intelligent Dark Clouds pollen.
Zong Ze continued sniffing like a dog until he reached Lin Yuan’s shoulder and started to walk in tandem alongside Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan felt rather strange when he saw Zong Ze walking next to him.
He had heard Long Tao say that Zong Ze did not like physical contact, so why was he acting so intimate with him?
When Zong Ze saw Lin Yuan looking at him, he instinctively said, “You smell great!”
Lin Yuan’s mouth fell open, and he stared at Zong Ze in shock.
He hastily put some distance between himself and Zong Ze and followed more closely behind Zuo Ming.
Zong Ze immediately realized that his words had been ambiguous.
Just as Zong Ze was about to catch up to Lin Yuan, he stopped himself.
The Arts Stage component was about to begin, and they would not be able to say much anyway. Hence, Zong Ze decided to wait until the Martial Arts Stage was over.
At that time, he would properly get to know that young man who had a smell that could soothe him.
