According to the legend, the Treasure Amassing Vase was in the possession of the god sovereign in Rain Immortal World. It was also known as the wealth of the world. They were afraid that this vase was the legendary Treasure Amassing Vase… No, it had to be the real Treasure Amassing Vase! It would pour out ten immortal jades forever. If the possessor had leisure time, he could let the vase continue pouring immortal jades for years until it reached millions of immortal jades.

So obviously, this person wasn’t a beggar, but a tycoon and also a highly revered figure in Rain Palace. Despite all that, he had a very low cultivation and poor memory.

“Very well, since fellow Shu Buyun possesses the Treasure Amassing Vase, it’s sufficient for him to open a gambling stall. This old man will gamble one thousand immortal jades on Ning Fan being defeated! And another hundred immortal jades on draw.”

“This old man will gamble 3000 immortal jades on Ning Fan being defeated and 1000 on draw!”

“Old man will gamble 5000 immortal jades on Ning Fan being defeated and 1000 on draw!”

Each old expert placed two bets – one was betting on Ning Fan to lose the match and the other was to draw. Naturally, this was a prudent step on their part although none of them thought that Ning Fan would have the strength to draw with Revered Bai.

This was because no one could really tell about the ‘result’. What if Revered Bai was kind enough to end the match with a draw? In that case, even if they lost, they would still gain from the other bet, which meant that they would make profits no matter what!

This beggar named Shu Buyun must have too much money and wanted to give them away to people. Ai, he was truly a good man. Anyway, with the Treasure Amassing Vase, his fortune was limitless. Perhaps by giving away some of his fortune allowed him to achieve enlightenment and break through to the intermediate Harmonious Spirit realm.

This man must have a very solid background. Even though he has a low cultivation base, he could never be offended because the Void Fragmentation experts in Rain Palace could raze Yue Country to the ground at any time.

……

No one gambled on Ning Fan to win. Even those who repeatedly declared that they would support Ning Fan were tempted to bet that Ning Fan would lose.

The gambling stall of the beggar spread instantaneously throughout Sinister Sparrow Sect. No one would refuse when there was a chance of making profits.

After hearing that the beggar was a Divine Guard of Rain Palace, every one of them gave up the intention of murdering this beggar and steal away his fortune, even though the beggar was merely a Harmonious Spirit expert.

The only thing that annoyed them was the beggar’s poor memory. Whenever they placed a bet, they had to get a receipt to avoid the beggar denying their claims later on.

Furthermore, there were ten old experts who were taking turns to watch the beggar, in case he ran away with all the immortal jades. Although the beggar was a member of Rain Palace, the bottom line was that he shouldn’t refuse to pay when others won in their bets.

When the word was spread to Bai Feiteng’s ears, his facial expression seemed conceited.

Innumerable old experts had bet Ning Fan to lose and none of them bet that Ning Fan would win. Undeniably, this was something good!

“This old man will gamble 10000 immortal jades on me winning the match!” He would be a fool if he failed to see the benefits behind this. He took out all of his fortune and placed a huge bet, ignoring the odds of a match resulting in a draw. This was his confidence in himself. He was confident that he would win.

If he won, he would be paid 10 million immortal jades! Such tremendous amount of fortune could shake even the composure of a Void Fragmentation expert.

That would certainly be a windfall of profits, but he didn’t expect the beggar to pour out 10 million immortal jades, because no one knew how many years it would take for the beggar’s vase to amass 10 million as the vase could only produce 10 immortal jades every time. He had already decided to only ask for 100 000 immortal jades from the beggar after the match. He would consider this as an act of kindness to Rain Palace. Besides, if he got too many immortal jades, he would be targeted by Nascent Soul experts of the other counties, bringing disaster upon himself. It wasn’t worth to bear such a risk just to get the 10 million worth of fortune.

As a matter of fact, most of the old experts had the same thinking as Bai Feiteng. This had always been their approach in life – never be too ruthless in someone else’s businesses.

Gradually, almost all of the cultivators on the jade platform had either bet on Ning Fan to lose or a draw. The beggar’s eyes were full of boredom and disdain as he looked at those gamblers.

Thanks to Ning Fan, I’m going to profit from this.

He couldn’t help but feel delighted for discovering a way to make tons of profits.

Everyone in the world was conceited and foolish, but he was able to tell how Ning Fan had concealed his abilities at the first glance.

He liked this kind of gambling. There was a huge disparity between the two combatants and this would become his best chance to earn a profit. Also, this was a chance for him to observe Ning Fan.

“Could this man be the one that Big Brother has been looking for?” There was a flash of brilliance in his eyes.

Just as this moment, a girl in blue walked forth to place her bet. Immediately, the beggar turned back with a face of a rascal man.

“What are you betting on?”

…

“10 000 immortal jades that Ning Fan wins!” The blue-clad girl said resolutely.

The beggar studied the girl and found out that she was merely an intermediate Harmonious Spirit expert. She shouldn’t be able to see through the abilities of Ning Fan. Perhaps, she had placed this bet because of another reason – wanting to regain Ning Fan’s reputation despite knowing that she would lose the gamble.

It was after all unpleasant to hear when everyone gambled on Ning Fan to lose.

“Do you have 10 000 immortal jades?” The beggar chuckled.

“Of course I have! Dad, lend me your storage pouch for a second!”

The blue-clad girl pulled Sinister Sparrow to the front of the stall by his sleeve. While Sinister Sparrow was forcing a bitter smile, his treasured 10 000 immortal jades were taken away.

“Mei Er, although daddy is the sect master of Sinister Sparrow Sect, daddy shouldn’t waste fortune in such a way.”

“Dad! How could you watch every one of them betting on Ning Fan to lose? How could you!” Lan Mei stared at the beggar with hatred.

The beggar was hateful. She couldn’t accept how he humiliated her hubby. If it wasn’t because of his relationship with the Rain Palace, she would’ve taught him some good lesson.

“Very well, place the bet then.”

Sinister Sparrow decided as he recalled the day when Ning Fan killed Wang Yao.

Although Bai Feiteng had already devoured the fourth grade Cold Qi, that didn’t mean Ning Fan didn’t have a chance of winning.

“You’re so kind dad!” As Lan Mei was placing her bet, another delicate and slightly angry voice sounded next to her.

“I-I-I, I will bet on Brother Fang winning this match! I-I’ll bet 100 000 immortal jades. Sisi, take out the money!”

Zhihe glared at the beggar like she was glaring at her sworn-enemy.

Lan Mei immediately turned and a trace of sourness flashed in her eyes. Naturally, she knew who this girl was.

She found it hard to believe when she noticed that Zhi He’s cultivation base was already at the early Harmonious Spirit realm.

Secretly, she had investigated the exact details of Seven Apricot City, and she later found out that Zhihe had cultivated for less than a year or had never even really cultivated before. Although she didn’t have any evil intention towards Zhihe now, her heart was full of sourness.

Then, she saw another lady in white standing beside Zhihe. This lady’s cultivation base was undetectable and her looks surely wasn’t any less beautiful than Lan Mei.

Sisi…This lady should also be one of Ning Fan’s cauldrons.

Zhihe has already reached the Harmonious Spirit realm…Sisi is already a Gold Core expert… Ning Fan does have a very good eyesight…but, they have placed 100 000 immortal jades! I can’t lose to them! I have to increase my stake!

“Dad, I also want to place 100 000 immortal jades!” said Lan Mei firmly.

“*cough* *cough* *cough* Dad doesn’t have any more money.”

“Give me, give me everything you got!”

While Sinister Sparrow was showing an expression of helplessness, his daughter took all of his storage pouches.

This time, it was the beggar who was showing an expression of awkwardness.

Will I lose my profits this time…? Ning Fan will definitely win. But if these girls won 200 000 immortal jades from my hands, I can only profit a hundred thousand plus. Ai, I’m always known as the person who never loses. Could it be that I’m going to lose the gamble in Sinister Sparrow Sect? No-no-no, I will not be this unlucky. I, Yun Bushu, will never lose!

In his eyes was a trace of heroic spirit that disdained the whole world. He would never admit defeat even if he was confronting Moksha Emperor. While he was still lost in his contemplation, a cold voice flowed into his ears, giving him the impulse to cough up blood.

“Disciple of Sinister Sparrow Sect, Bai Lu will gamble on Ning Fan winning the match. 10 000 immortal jades will be my stake.”

Bai Lu had been hesitating for a while before deciding to come here.

“You have some, Sister Bai Lu. So it’s true that you and Ning Fan……” Lan Mei smiled deeply.

“Bah! There’s nothing between me and him. It’s just that, since he will win the match, why not I use him to gain some profits for myself? Besides, this pool of money is from all of the sisters in Dual Cultivation Palace. Who doesn’t want to win if there’s a good chance of winning it?”

Bai Lu’s expression was cold and plain, but her eyes were filled with a strand of worry, as if she didn’t think that Ning Fan would win, but there was a dilemma here – she was clueless about whether she was worrying for her money or Ning Fan.

Lan Mei still wasn’t done with Bai Lu yet, but the next moment, another soft and delicate voice was heard. It made the beggar wanted to cry.

“I’m Lady Yun Hua. I’m betting on fellow Ning Fan winning with 100 000 stake!”

When this remark was heard, it caused a commotion in the sky platform. All four of them, Zhihe, Lan Mei, Si Wuxie and Bai Lu’s eyes turned hostile, glaring at the buxom woman.

What relationship does this lady had with Ning Fan? Could it be, could it be…?

The other old experts seemed puzzled.

Could it be that the Fire Cloud Sect was more willing to befriend Ning Fan than Revered Bai? Could the reason be Ning Fan was related to the Black Devil Ning of Ning City? Was this a way for him to please Black Devil Ning?

Or was it because the Fire Cloud Sect was the first one who got the Nascent Forming Pill from Black Devil Ning, so Fire Cloud Sect was trying to show their appreciation?

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