If Sheng Ning were to say that the four major sects couldn't take first place, countless people would surely laugh at her ignorance.
But now it was Lu Qing'an who was speaking, one of only two Nascent Soul stage cultivators among the six.
In the cultivation world, strength is paramount, and it is common for dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators to be no match for a single Golden Core cultivator.
Even a Nascent Soul cultivator, or one who has only recently advanced, is enough to overturn the entire street.
Upon hearing this, the cultivator immediately stopped mocking Sheng Ning.
He looked up at Lu Qing'an, his face showing difficulty, "Fellow Daoist, are you aware that Qin Chuan, the eldest disciple of the Taixu Sect, will be coming this time?"
“Kongwu of the Lotus Sect will also come.”
Lu Qingan raised an eyebrow. "So, small sects are destined to lose?"
The cultivator had never seen such an arrogant little sect before, and the sect robes they wore were unlike anything he had ever seen before.
Even if they are very capable, they certainly can't defeat a major sect like the Taixu Sect.
Gritting his teeth, convinced they were just boasting, the cultivator pointed to the tattered cloth at his feet and said in a deep voice, "Since you're so sure you'll win, how much are you betting?"
Things changed so quickly that Sheng Ning was caught completely off guard.
She's just here to hear some gossip; who wants to place a bet?
Seeing that Yu was about to reach for his mustard seed bag, she immediately stepped forward to stop him, "We don't..."
"I bet five hundred high-grade spirit stones on Invincible Zong Sheng."
Sheng Ning never stopped regretting why she couldn't have eight hands.
Just as she stopped Yu Ye's movement, Guan Yunchuan took out his mustard bag.
She knew the Invincible Sect was wealthy, though she didn't know where the money came from, but surely they couldn't just squander it like this?!
If there's one Yun Chuan, there will be a second.
The moment Lu Jingshen pulled out the mustard seed bag, Sheng Ning's vision went black. "Third Senior Brother, it's one thing if Fifth Senior Brother doesn't understand, but how could you..."
Lu Jingshen smiled and tossed the mustard seed bag aside before gently rubbing her head. "It was Junior Sister who taught us to be brave, wasn't it?"
Courage and being a sucker are two different things.
With so many high-grade spirit stones, they could travel the world by airship to promote the Invincible Sect and recruit students.
They can spend money however they want, but gambling is something they absolutely must not do.
The most composed of them was Su Daiyuan.
Looking at Sheng Ning's devastated expression, he smiled and said, "Junior Sister doesn't have confidence in her senior brothers?"
How could I lack confidence?
She trusted them completely, but gambling was risky. What if the Taixu Sect and the others played dirty tricks?
"Don't worry, my senior brothers know what they're doing."
Even Lu Qing'an said the same thing.
Sheng Ning pursed her lips, then suddenly looked up and held out her hand to them, "Give it to me."
"What?" the five asked, puzzled.
"Of course it's your mustard seed bags filled with spirit stones. Money doesn't grow on trees, so we can't spend it recklessly."
"Give me the mustard seed bag, and I'll manage the money for you."
Seeing the anxious look on her small face, the five men didn't resist, but instead smiled and took out their mustard seed bags and stuffed them into her arms.
The cultivators standing nearby were stunned.
They've stayed on Wuwang Island for so long, and every three years they see both new and familiar faces coming to the island.
Among those cultivators, which one of the lower-level cultivators didn't fawn over the higher-level cultivators?
Even among the group of Taixu Sect disciples who had just passed by, several Foundation Establishment cultivators were surrounding a Golden Core stage female cultivator, their fawning smiles almost reaching their ears.
On the other hand, consider the disciples of this sect.
Why... do they listen to Junior Sister more?
And their sect is called the Invincible Sect.
They probably don't think that the more imposing their sect's name is, the greater their chances of winning.
There was once a sect called the Overlord Sect, which was kicked away as soon as they stepped onto the competition stage. It was a disgrace to their sect's name.
The cultivator dared not voice his inner complaints.
After all, this disciple of the Invincible Sect really does have some strength.
Perhaps... they really could win first place?
Sheng Ning collected the mustard seed bags from several of her senior brothers like a little housekeeper.
They had already booked a hotel for the time being, and Su Daiyuan had given them a day off so that they could be in the best condition for the sect competition two days later.
Right now, all their mustard seed bags are in Sheng Ning's hands. In the past two days, on the vast Wuwang Island, you can see several figures dressed in moon-white robes chasing after a girl in a similar robe.
The night before the start of the sect competition.
Sheng Ning prepared to close the shop and rest as usual.
Just as she was about to close the door, a small hand stopped her from doing so.
"Junior Sister, won't you invite your senior sister in for a seat?"
Shi Yueyao?
Sheng Ning didn't move, squinting her eyes as she looked through the crack in the door at the person outside.
Seeing that the other person had come alone, she opened the door and asked, "What are you doing here?"
The effect of the ugliness-transforming talisman had worn off, and Shi Yueyao returned to her previous delicate and pretty appearance.
Sheng Ning stood with her arms crossed against the doorframe. Seeing that she was about to enter the house without saying hello, she immediately raised her hand to stop her. "You are no longer a disciple of the Invincible Sect. What are you doing in my house?"
This time, Shi Yueyao was completely different from her previous easily angered and irritable self.
She raised her head, a strange light flashing in her eyes, before her lips, adorned with lip rouge, curved into a smile. "How could that be? Master didn't expel me from the sect, did he?"
"Or is it that Junior Sister has given up pretending altogether, convinced that the senior brothers only dote on you, and wants to reveal her despicable true colors?"
Sheng Ning frowned as she listened to the nonsense she was spouting. "What are you talking about?"
Shi Yueyao chuckled softly.
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