Why Are You Crying When I Break up With You? The Fake Daughter Leads a New Sect

?No CP + Entire Sect Crematorium + Real/Fake Noble Daughter + Group Pet?

Before the sect’s genuine noble daughter Bai Mu Mu returned, Shen Sang Ruo—the sect leader’s daughter—became a...

Chapter 249 Betting

The members of the Flying Cloud Sect, each with their own thoughts, glared resentfully at Immortal Lord Changli and his companions before reluctantly turning their gazes away.

Public opinion had a huge impact on the Flying Cloud Sect, and at this moment, people from other sects looked at them with strange and disdainful eyes.

"Is everyone here?" The Pavilion Master of Ziwei looked around at everyone. "I'm sure you all already know about the situation at Xingchen Plain, so I won't go into details."

"This is a spatial artifact that can transfer items. It works the same way as a storage bag, but once items are placed inside, they will be teleported outside the barrier by the teleportation array at the bottom." He gestured for everyone to look at the several empty spaces next to him.

Flags of the corresponding sects and auction houses were planted in the open space. Since projection stones could not be used in the Starry Plain, this allowed them to see more directly which treasures they had found, which could also be considered a competition.

It also eliminates the need to carry extra storage bags, making it more convenient.

The Pavilion Master of Ziwei Pavilion added, "Of course, this magic artifact cannot teleport cultivators."

"The barrier will teleport you to a random area. To prevent you from getting lost, there are positioning threads on the magical artifact. Just inject spiritual power and they will appear."

This also means that this treasure hunt will be a solo activity.

He raised his hand, and spiritual energy surged into the magical artifact. A thin thread meandered out and connected with a crystal next to it.

Disciples who enter the Starry Plains can follow the silk threads to find their way out.

He then had the magical artifacts delivered to the disciples of various sects who were participating in the treasure hunt.

Mingxi and the other sect leaders approached the Ziwei Pavilion Master. "Let's confirm again, there is no danger in the Starry Plains, right?"

No matter how many treasures are in the Starry Plains, they will not risk the safety of their own disciples.

"There are indeed dangers, but they are only low to mid-level demonic beasts. I believe this will not be a problem for the disciples of your sects," the Ziwei Pavilion Master replied with a smile, his answer perfectly tactful.

"Please prepare yourselves for a moment. The treasure hunt will officially begin in a quarter of an hour."

After greeting Mei Mei, Jiang Chu, and the others, Shen Sangruo put away the spatial artifact.

Song Weiyan and the others behind him were already eager to try.

For Ninghua Sect, and even more so for Linglong Pavilion.

So everyone was on high alert, ready to give it their all.

“This is truly strange. I remember there was no such barrier here before,” said the Taoist Wuwei, stroking his beard.

Xingchen was originally located on the western edge of the cultivation world.

"Sect Master, your 'before' seems a bit too long ago," Chen Sangruo teased first, before asking, "Sect Master has been here before?"

"Yes, I visited this place before when I came to the west to visit an old friend."

Whether it was her imagination or not, she felt that the Taoist Master Wuwei spoke the words "old friend" with a hint of gritted teeth.

This place is far from the sect where his old friend was, so Wuwei Daoist would not tell Shen Sangruo that he had just mentioned fighting with the other party all the way here, fighting until the sky darkened.

"So many years have passed, it's normal for new barriers to grow. I was just saying it casually. The time is almost up, prepare to enter the barrier." The Taoist Master Wuwei resumed his smiling expression.

"Okay." She nodded and went with the other seven people to the front of the barrier.

Then, he stepped into the barrier.

People from other sects also entered Xingchen Plain one after another.

The people outside the barrier sat in the chairs that had been prepared in advance. Several people from the auction house were unusually relaxed and had joy on their faces.

For them, acquiring many treasures so easily and effortlessly was naturally a cause for celebration.

They quickly started chatting and began making bets.

The bet is on which plot of land will first yield a treasure, and whoever finds the most or the finest treasure.

"Come on, place your bets!"

Of course, they will only bet on sects that have reached cooperation agreements with them.

Ziwei Pavilion bets on Feiyun Sect, Hupo Pavilion bets on Yushou Sect, Cangdong Pavilion bets on Tianjian Sect, Yuqiong Pavilion bets on Lianqi Sect, and Zhuning Pavilion bets on Liandan Sect.

The financial resources of the top auction houses are no joke; each of the house masters is incredibly generous.

The Taoist Wuwei, feeling itchy to see it, pretended not to see Immortal Lord Changli's "death stare" and secretly slipped away to the group of pavilion masters.

Upon seeing him, the Pavilion Master of Ziwei Pavilion smiled and asked, "Does Sect Master Wuwei also wish to place a bet?"

"Indeed, indeed. A little gambling is for fun. I certainly cannot match the generosity of you pavilion masters." Wuwei Daoist's eyes narrowed into slits.

"What are you saying, Sect Master Wuwei?" The Pavilion Master of Ziwei Pavilion could tell at a glance that this old man was definitely a gambling addict. Gambling a little is harmless fun? He would be a fool to believe that.

He then gestured, "Please."

The Taoist Master Wuwei arrived in front of several piles of spirit stones, which were the bets placed by the pavilion masters.

He took out a cloth bag from his bosom, and after disassembling it several times, he finally took out three high-grade spirit stones. With a domineering wave of his hand, he placed one bet on each item.

Judging from his demeanor, anyone who didn't know better would think it was three million spirit stones.

Master of Ziwei Pavilion: ...

That's it...?

The expression of the Ziwei Pavilion Master gradually collapsed, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Can three spirit stones really be ignited?

The other pavilion masters also had the same strange expression; they had never seen spirit stones in single digits before in their lives.

They thought the Taoist Master Wuwei was being modest, but they had no idea how much this old man loved money; betting a spirit stone was already his limit.

"I've finished my proclamation, I'm leaving now." The Taoist Master Wuwei walked away with his hands behind his back, swaying as he went, completely ignoring the disdainful looks from the crowd.

It's okay, he's thick-skinned, hehe!

Not long after he returned to his seat, the first treasure of the entire event appeared in the open space of the Heavenly Sword Sect: a Purple Cloud Lotus that could instantly heal wounds so deep that the bone was visible.

The Pavilion Master of Cangdong cupped his hands and said, "I will gladly accept these spirit stones, hahaha."

The Taoist Master Wuwei stared at the spirit stone he had just taken from his bosom, now gone forever, clutching his chest in deep sorrow.

Immortal Lord Changli's eyes were filled with schadenfreude. "Serves you right."

Soon, various treasures also appeared in other open spaces.

Each person's collection of treasures had different markings to distinguish them.

However, the Ninghua Sect members discovered that none of the many treasures bore Shen Sangruo's mark.

As the only Nascent Soul cultivator among the many cultivators who entered Star Plains, Shen Sangri should be able to collect treasures much faster than the others.

This unusual occurrence caused both Immortal Lord Changli and Daoist Wuwei to frown.

Could it be that something unexpected happened?

Subsequently, other sects and auction houses also took notice of this.

"What 'number one among the younger generation'? It's nothing but empty fame. I think he's nothing special." Guan Hui, the Beast Taming Sect Master, lowered his voice, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

The people on the field had different opinions; some were worried, some trusted, and some just watched with a detached, spectator's attitude.

People speculated about what had happened to Shen Sangruo.

Meanwhile, on Shen Sangruo's side...

As soon as she passed through the barrier, she was teleported into a dark space and was still falling.