230: 1-100 number game

As soon as the words fell, nine black rooms appeared in the white space.

A mechanical voice prompted: "The black rooms are for confirmation. You can confirm the number you want to choose with me here, and the outside world cannot see or intrude; of course, this is also a discussion space where you can find partners and enter the discussion room together to strategize."

"Damn it?! My Cultivation is gone?!" Blazing Heaven Lord of Crimson Flame Alliance, Yan Tianjun, discovered in horror that his Crimson Flame Spiritual Qi had vanished without a trace. He raised his hand, but couldn't even ignite a spark.

"My Profound Ice True Qi..." Madam Shuang of Profound Ice Pavilion tried to condense a wisp of cold air, but her fingertips only felt cold, without any Spiritual Power fluctuation. For the first time, helplessness appeared on her beautiful face.

Flood Dragon Demon King Wan Yuan was even more furious. His proud Dragon horns, Profound Scale Battle Armor, and monstrous Yao Power were all stripped away.

His massive body shrank back to human form, becoming an ordinary person: "Who! Who dares to deprive this King of his power! Get out here!!"

He roared, smashing a fist into the ground—

"Bang!" His fist hit the hard white stone, his finger bones fractured, and blood flowed.

The sharp pain instantly sobered him up.

"Violence is forbidden! Otherwise, immediate execution!!" The mechanical, cold voice sounded again, like the whisper of death.

Wan Yuan stiffened, not daring to move again.

"Amitabha..." Great Master Hui Ming's face was ashen. His Golden Core Cultivation, vast Buddha Power, and Cave Heaven Magic Treasures, which he had Cultivated for over a thousand years, were all Sealed.

His last shred of hope was shattered, leaving only boundless fear: "Such Divine Ability is unheard of. The person who created this illusion must be at least one of those Ascenders from ancient times!"

Bai Qi said calmly: "Alright! Everyone, don't panic. All members of the Human Race faction, come over!!"

Hui Ming, Yan Tianjun, Madam Shuang, Old Monster Mo, and the other eight gathered together and entered the black discussion space.

Yan Tianjun happily announced: "Everyone, I've already thought of an absolutely safe method for us. We all choose 50, which is the safest number."

Lei Xingming laughed: "No wonder Madam Shuang didn't fancy you back then. Your intelligence is comparable to my doorman's dog. If the other side all chooses numbers below 50, wouldn't we all die!!"

Yan Tianjun was exasperated and speechless: "You, you..."

Azure Proud, as a Jianghu School, although his Cultivation was low, he was very clever. He quickly understood the key to this game: "Actually, Yan Tianjun wasn't entirely wrong. We can allocate it this way: seven people choose 50, then one person chooses 51, and one person chooses 49. If we're lucky, and the Yao Race chooses a number less than 49 or greater than 51, all of us will survive."

Old Monster Mo sneered: "Do you take this old man for a fool? If the other side all chooses 50, then wouldn't those of us who chose 51 and 49 become the smallest and largest numbers? It's better if we all choose 50!!"

Madam Shuang frowned: "Choosing 50 for everyone is too dangerous. If the other side has 8 people choose 49 and one person choose 48, then they only need to sacrifice one person to kill all of us! I support Azure Proud's strategy; at least, no matter what, it can ensure the absolute safety of seven people!!"

Hui Ming said indifferently: "The human heart is unfathomable! Madam Shuang is too naive. May I ask, who would be willing to sacrifice themselves to choose 51 and 49!!"

Madam Shuang's gaze locked onto Iron Maniac and Azure Proud, the two with the lowest Cultivation strength: "This doesn't even need thinking, of course it's them two!"

Iron Maniac exploded in rage: "Why?! Just because my Cultivation is low, I have to die?! Heh! If you have the guts, kill me, otherwise I won't die for nothing."

Yan Tianjun threatened: "Oh, you're unwilling to die? That's easy then. After we get out, I'll wipe out your Iron Blood Gang entirely, leaving none of your family or Disciples!"

Iron Maniac's eyes were bloodshot: "You dare! Bai Qi! I was called here by you to help, are you just going to sit by and do nothing??"

Bai Qi's expression changed: "Brother Tie, it seems there's no other better way at the moment. Why don't you make a sacrifice? I guarantee that from now on, the Iron Blood Gang will forever be protected by the Tianwu Dynasty, and you will receive a large amount of Cultivation resources every year!!"

Iron Blood Gang was overcome with anger: "You, you... Brother Azure Proud, say something, are you also prepared to sacrifice yourself!!"

Azure Proud's eyes gleamed: "Who said I'm going to sacrifice myself? Actually, only one person needs to be sacrificed, and that's you choosing the number 1, while all of us choose the number 2. This way, no matter what number the opposing faction chooses, the eight of us can be preserved! I don't believe that the other side will be so coincidental as to all choose the number 2!!"

A glint flashed in Great Master Hui Ming's eyes, and a benevolent smile immediately appeared on his face, though his voice was like the clashing of metal: "Amitabha... This plan of Benefactor Cang is truly brilliant! Turning danger into safety, sacrificing oneself to save others, this is truly great wisdom!"

He shifted his gaze to Iron Maniac, his tone suddenly gentle, yet carrying an irresistible pressure: "Benefactor Tie, this old monk knows that you have been stuck at Foundation Establishment Peak for nearly a hundred years, your Dao foundation has stagnated, and it will be difficult for you to advance further in this life. However, your children possess extraordinary talent; if they seize a good opportunity, they may yet achieve great things."

He pressed his palms together, Buddha Power faintly shimmering: "As long as you are willing to bear this great responsibility, this old monk hereby vows—I will dedicate the full power of Cihang Sect to help your beloved son achieve a Breakthrough in Foundation Establishment! Resources will be continuous, and we will protect his Dao for life!"

"We too are willing to vow!" Madam Shuang lightly raised her fair hand, and cold Qi condensed into an ice Seal, "By Dao Heart as a covenant, and blood oath as proof—the Iron Blood Gang shall henceforth be protected by Profound Ice Pavilion, never to decline for a thousand years! Should this be violated, our Dao foundations will collapse, and we shall forever fall into the cold abyss!"

"We make the same oath!"

"By soul as a covenant, never to betray!"

Yan Tianjun, Old Monster Mo, Lei Xingming, and others all spoke up, and for a moment, blood light flickered, and Dao patterns intertwined, as if heaven and earth resonated with it—

Iron Maniac stood in the center, his face ashen as paper. He looked around at the faces, some "sincere," some "compassionate," some indifferent, his heart sinking as if into an ice cave.

He slowly closed his eyes, his shoulders trembling slightly, as if bearing a crushing weight.

After a long while, a heavy sigh escaped his chest, like a candle flickering in the wind, about to extinguish:

"Alright... I agree."

He suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, and roared hoarsely, like the wail of a dying beast: I choose number 1! Number!!!

A mechanical, cold voice sounded: "Do you confirm number 1!"

Iron Maniac's body was trembling. Once confirmed, it would be certain death.

But if he didn't confirm, not only would he die, but the Iron Blood Gang would also be annihilated.

Iron Maniac gnashed his teeth: "I hope you remember your promises, otherwise, even if I die, I won't let you off! Confirm! Number 1!!"

[Confirmation Successful]

The others instantly breathed a sigh of relief. Just as everyone was about to choose the number 2.

Bai Qi stopped them: "Wait! To be absolutely foolproof, Azure Proud, don't choose yet. Better safe than sorry. If the other side also adopts the same strategy as us, then choosing 2 will also lead to death! If it really is such an extreme situation, Azure Proud, you must choose the number 3, otherwise, your Azure Dragon Martial Arts Academy will not leave a single survivor!"

Azure Proud's face changed drastically; he hadn't expected to dig a pit that he himself fell into.

However, Azure Proud quickly calmed down. He didn't believe that the opposing Yao Race was so clever as to come up with such an ingenious design.

Thus, everyone except Azure Proud chose the number 2!!

Bai Qi controlled the overall situation: "Let's go out and pretend we've all made our choices. We can take the opportunity to probe the other side for information!!"