Sheng Ning frowned as she listened to his increasingly low voice. "What?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than an arm was placed on her shoulder. "Junior Sister, what are you doing here?"
It's Lu Jingshen.
Sheng Ning turned around and saw that her senior brothers, who had been haggling with the market vendors, had somehow appeared behind her.
No wonder the monk dared not speak loudly to her anymore.
With a slight pursing of her lips, she looked at her senior brothers and asked, "Senior brothers, is the Golden Core stage really that impressive?"
She met Qin Chuan and Lu Qing'an as soon as she came into this world.
Having participated in the monster frenzy, she had indeed seen quite a few Golden Core stage cultivators.
However, the group of Golden Core cultivators she had met before accounted for roughly two-thirds of all Golden Core cultivators on the entire continent.
Lu Qingan raised his hand and put it on her other shoulder, laughing, "Golden Core? What's so great about a Golden Core?"
Lu Jingshen and the others nodded in agreement.
Is it enough to just have comprehension to reach the Golden Core stage?
"Fellow Daoist, if you yourself are incompetent, you can't just say that others are incompetent too, can you?"
Yu glanced at the tattered cloths at the feet of the cultivators and noticed that the corners of their lips were slightly upturned as they placed their bets.
"Want to take a gamble?"
That cultivator could never have imagined that a cultivator from a small Foundation Establishment sect could attract so many Golden Core cultivators.
Judging from their posture, two of them have even reached the Nascent Soul stage.
Despite his trembling legs, the cultivator spoke in a hoarse voice, "What are we betting on?"
Lu Qing'an's lips curled up, his androgynous face making people feel dizzy, "Let's bet that the four major sects can't take first place."
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