“It’s alright as long as you earn something,” Duan Ling Tian replied Sun De through Voice Transmission. He could tell Sun De did not have high hopes that he would win, and he knew that Sun De was willing to bet on him was for other reasons.
After that, Duan Ling Tian looked at Guan Xiu whom he had asked for directions from ten days ago and who had also kindly advised him out of concern today.
Just as Duan Ling Tian was about to remind Guan Xiu through Voice Transmission to place a bet on him, he noticed Guan Xiu had already beaten him to it. “I’ll bet 3,500 Contribution Points on Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian!”
Without needing Duan Ling Tian to prompt him, Guan Xiu placed a bet of 3,500 Contribution Points on him. A sense of warmth instantly enveloped Duan Ling Tian’s heart. At this moment, he felt a sense of acknowledgment from Guan Xiu. This made him feel very comfortable.
As soon as Guan Xiu placed his bet, the entire place fell silent immediately.
One by one, the Saint Land disciples shifted their attention to Guan Xiu with a shocked expression on their faces.
“He bet 3,500 Contribution Points all on Duan Ling Tian? Isn’t he afraid of losing it all?!”
“I know him! He’s called Guan Xiu. He could be considered as a veteran in the Saint Land. However, I’m afraid 3,500 Contribution Points are all he has. How courageous of him! To think he’s not afraid of losing at all!”
“No matter what, it’s a good thing he and Sun De have taken the initiative to place their bets on Duan Ling Tian. I don’t have to worry about not earning any Contribution Points anymore!”
“You have a point!”
Many of the Saint Land disciples chuckled.
“Guan Xiu, you’re crazy!” Some of the Saint Land disciples who knew Guan Xiu stared at him with their mouths agape, thinking he had gone crazy.
In their opinion, only an idiot would bet on Duan Ling Tian in such a case where the winner was obvious.
However, Guan Xiu merely ignored these people’s questions. Instead, he looked at Duan Ling Tian immediately and transmitted his voice to him. “Senior Brother Ling Tian, based on the current situation, there’s nothing I can help you with. I have bet all the Contribution Points I have on my crystal card on you to support you! All the best!”
“Today, I’ll definitely let you earn a lot of points in return!” Duan Ling Tian looked at Guan Xiu reassuringly before he looked away.
It had to be said that the other Saint Land disciples had overestimated Sun De and Guan Xiu in thinking others would follow in their footsteps.
After Guan Xiu bet 3,500 Contribution Points on Duan Ling Tian, although there were some people who placed their bets on Duan Ling Tian, the total number of points did not even add up to 3,500 Contribution Points.
“The number of bets placed on Duan Ling Tian is just too little, right?”
“It’s fine. It’s better than nothing.”
“The betting odds from the Palace Of Death must be absurd today. I suspect the number of Contribution Points that people placed on Senior Brother Yang Wen totals up to 800,000, if not 1,000,000 Contribution Points!”
“I think so too!”
“Although I only bet 100 Contribution Points, I’m sure I’ll still earn a little when Senior Brother Yang Wen wins! Since this is a sure-win bet, I’ll be happy with however many points I get in return!”
“I bet 3,000 Contribution Points. However, the betting odds will be low so I guess I’ll probably earn a little more than ten Contribution Points.”
The group of Saint Land disciples discussed among themselves. At the same time, they made their way toward the seats around the Death Arena. After they were seated, their eyes were glued to the two men standing in the middle of the Death Arena, waiting for the Death Duel to start.
After about 45 minutes had passed, everyone had placed their bets. The Death Duel would start in about 15 minutes.
During these 15 minutes, the Palace of Death still accepted bets while they calculated the odds that would be revealed to the crowd.
“There are about a total of 6,000 Contribution Points bet on Duan Ling Tian while there are at least several tens of thousands or even millions of Contribution Points bet on Senior Brother Yang Wen! The betting odd must be really absurd!”
“Indeed, hopefully, it will be at least be 200 to 1.”
“Initially, I thought I would be able to earn some points. I realized how absurd I was being when I saw almost everyone placed their bets on Senior Brother Yang Wen. Looks like not everyone is stupid!”
The group of Saint Land disciples on the spectator seats discussed among themselves. All of them spoke about the bets. They were looking forward to seeing what the odds would be like.
“I hope the few elders from the Palace of Death will also bet. Hopefully, they’ll place their bets on Duan Ling Tian. Otherwise, the betting odds would be terrible!” A Saint disciple suddenly said eagerly when he remembered the elders from the Palace Of Death could also place bets.
“I think it’s highly impossible! The elders from the Palace Of Death are all smart. It’s impossible they would bet on Duan Ling Tian!” Another Saint Land disciple said, effectively extinguishing the other Saint Land disciple’s hope. It was as though he had poured a bucket of cold water on him.
“I bet 100,000 Contribution Points on Duan Ling Tian!” Without warning, a cold voice rang from outside the Palace Of Death. The crowd of people was baffled. Even the custodian of the Palace of Death, Nie Zui, could not help but widen his eyes.
Soon after, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, two figures appeared side by side in the Palace of Death.
They were two young men. Moreover, these two young men resembled each other slightly.
“Senior Brother Liu Mu?” Duan Ling Tian’s gaze landed on the young man on the right. He was shocked as well. He did not think he would encounter that person here.
The Saint Land assessment had not begun, right? Why was he here wearing the Saint Land disciples’ uniform?
This person was none other than Liu Mu, a White Tiger Sanctum’s disciple, whom Duan Ling Tian met when he went to the White Tiger Sanctum to look for Zhu Lu Qi.
At that time, Liu Mu’s cultivation base was already at the Mastery Quintessential Saint Stage so it would not be hard for him to pass the Saint Land assessment that was around the corner.
Duan Ling Tian had also thought of meeting Liu Mu again, but he thought that it would be after the Saint Land assessment. He did not expect he would be able to meet Liu Mu again so soon.
“It’s Senior Brother Liu Yun!”
“It’s really Senior Brother Liu Yun! Who’s that Saint Land disciple standing next to him? He even resembles Senior Brother Liu Yun?”
“I heard that Senior Brother Liu Yun has a cousin in the Four Symbols Sanctum’s White Tiger Sanctum. Could it be that he’s Senior Brother Liu Yun’s cousin? The Saint Land assessment has not taken place yet, right? Why is he here?”
While Duan Ling Tian was surprised by Liu Mu’s appearance, most of the Saint Land disciples were surprised by the presence of the young man next to Liu Mu.
Even Yang Wen, who was standing opposite Duan Ling Tian, looked at the young man beside Liu Mu with a hint of dread in his eyes.
Similarly, Liu Yun was also a true disciple. However, in comparison, Liu Yun was much more famous than him!
In the Fire Worship Sect’s Saint Land, there was a ranking for true disciples that was known as the True Ranking. There were 100 places on the ranking. Only 100 of the strongest true disciples among the over 170 disciples were ranked.
Yang Wen was not qualified to be ranked on the True Ranking, but Liu Yun was already ranked at the 27th place on the True Ranking since a long time ago. He was an elite powerhouse among the true disciples in the Fire Worship Sect.
For this reason, Liu Yun’s appearance had caused a great commotion.
“Why’s Senior Brother Liu Yun here? Moreover, he even placed a bet of 100,000 Contribution Points on Duan Ling Tian! He’s not joking, right?” Under the perplexed gaze of many Saint Land disciples, Liu Yun went to look for the Bronze Flame Elders of the Palace of Death to place his bet. He took out his crystal card and directly bet 100,000 Contribution Points.
From the beginning until the end, not a frown could be seen on his face at all.
“Senior Brother Liu Yun is so confident in Duan Ling Tian’s ability?”
“My goodness! Now that Senior Brother Liu Yun has placed his bet, I feel a little regretful for placing all my Contribution Points on Senior Brother Yang Wen!”
“I’m actually thinking about placing a bet on Duan Ling Tian now since Senior Brother Liu Yun regards him highly enough to bet 100,000 Contribution Points on him!”
Many Saint Land disciples were itching to place their bets again when something happened…
Whoosh!
Duan Ling Tian who was originally standing in the Death Arena suddenly flew out without warning toward the young man who came with Liu Yun.
“Senior Brother Liu Mu, when did you come to the Saint Land? Not only that, but you even became a Saint Land disciple!” Duan Ling Tian asked in surprise as he looked at Liu Mu.
Although he had only met Liu Mu once, they discovered that they get along very well and became fast friends.
Due to this reason, he was pleasantly surprised when he saw Liu Mu showing up in the Palace of Death.
“Junior Brother Ling Tian, don’t tell me you’re only one who’s allowed to comprehend the Divine Ability of your Sanctum? Am I not allowed to successfully comprehend the Divine Ability from the White Tiger Sanctum?” Liu Mu chuckled.
As it turned out, Liu Mu became a Saint Land disciple because he had successfully comprehended the treasured Divine Ability from the White Tiger Sanctum.
“Of course not! I’m just a little surprised,” Duan Ling Tian smiled awkwardly.
“You’re Duan Ling Tian?” At the same time, Liu Yun who had just finished placing his bet returned to Liu Mu’s side. He looked at Duan Ling Tian nonchalantly as he said in a cold but calm voice, “My cousin told me to bet my Contribution Points on you. I hope that you won’t let him or me down!”
After he said that, without even waiting for Duan Ling Tian to reply, he flew toward a section of seats in the Death Arena. The seats here had a great view and had already been taken up by people.
However, upon seeing Liu Yun making his way there, the group of Saint Land disciples who were sitting there quickly made way for him as though he was some kind of plague.
“Junior Brother Ling Tian, my cousin’s temper is like this, so please don’t blame him.” Liu Mu looked at Duan Ling Tian and smiled apologetically.
