89: Chapter 89 One Mid-Level Demon General for One Million!

In front of Tingtao Courtyard!

As Shen Qinghua and his lackeys departed, the surrounding students, seeing that there was no more spectacle to watch, dispersed one after another.

"You actually dared to agree?!"

Su Ningyan crossed her arms, looked Chen An up and down, and with a playful smile on her pretty face, said, "Although Shen Qinghua's cultivation isn't much, his Acquired Realm 5th Stage cultivation is real. Are you that confident you can beat him?!"

"What else could I do?!"

Chen An shrugged, looking indifferent, and smiled calmly, "I don't have that much time to waste on him!"

"Besides, one million yuan crystals delivered to my doorstep—it would be a waste not to take them!"

"It seems, Junior Brother, you are really quite confident!"

Seeing Chen An's confident expression, Su Ningyan rolled her beautiful eyes and smiled, "Then Senior Sister will see tomorrow how you, a Condensing Qi Stage 6, defeat a Acquired Realm 5th Stage."

"By the way, Junior Brother, my name is Su Ningyan, and my mother is Headmistress Su Qingyi!"

"I helped you so much today, if you really win tomorrow, how about you split that million yuan crystals with me?!"

Hearing this, the corner of Chen An's mouth twitched slightly, and then without saying a word, he turned and left directly.

Just kidding, even if your mother is the Head of the Sword Dao Department, don't even think about sharing my money!

Seeing Chen An turn and leave so decisively, Su Ningyan was slightly stunned. She didn't chase after him but stood in place, watching Chen An's back as she laughed heartily.

...

"It's him!"

"That's him!"

"He is Chen An?!"

"I heard he's going to have a gambling duel with Shen Qinghua tomorrow?!"

"Him? A Qi Condensation Realm fighting a Acquired Realm in a gambling duel?!"

Along the way, Chen An discovered that many students stopped in their tracks after seeing him and started pointing at him.

Seeing this, Chen An's brow twitched, and a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

It really is true that good news doesn't leave the house, but bad news travels a thousand miles!

It hadn't even been a quarter of an hour since he agreed to the duel with Shen Qinghua, so how did so many people already know?!

Shaking his head, Chen An didn't pay any attention to it and continued walking towards Principal Beigong Mo's courtyard.

Not long after, Chen An arrived in front of a spacious and ancient-looking courtyard located in the deep southeast of the Prefectural Academy.

This courtyard wasn't large and looked a bit old. There was only a pavilion in the yard, along with some planted flowers and plants. It was currently early summer, and the various flowers were in full bloom. A gentle breeze blew by, carrying a faint fragrance.

Unlike the clamor outside, it was so quiet here that even the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves was clearly audible.

Chen An stood at the courtyard gate. Instead of walking in directly, he bowed slightly and said in a loud voice, "Disciple Chen An, requests an audience with Revered Master!"

"Come in!"

A calm voice came from inside the courtyard. Although the voice wasn't loud, it clearly reached his ears.

Chen An pushed the door open and walked in. He saw an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a black Confucian robe, earnestly watering the flowers and plants with a watering can.

Who could have imagined that this old man, who looked like a retired grandfather, was actually the Head of the Chengtian Academy, a martial arts powerhouse at the Great Grandmaster Perfection Realm, Principal Beigong Mo!

"Revered Master certainly has a refined interest!" Chen An walked in, came to Principal Beigong Mo's side, and without being reserved, smiled as he watched Principal Beigong Mo watering the flowers.

"Hehe, when one gets old, one likes to fiddle with these flowers and plants; it's much quieter than fighting and killing!"

"Come, let's go over there!"

After a while, Principal Beigong Mo put down the watering can, wiped the water droplets on his hands with his sleeve, and then turned to lead Chen An to the pavilion on the side.

"I have heard about your gambling duel with Shen Qinghua."

Principal Beigong Mo walked slowly to the pavilion and sat down. He picked up the purple clay teapot on the stone table, poured a cup of clear tea for himself, and then poured one for Chen An. Steam rose in wisps, carrying a faint tea fragrance.

"Revered Master's sources of information are quite sharp!"

Chen An sat down opposite him and took a sip from the teacup. The tea was sweet, and a stream of pure Spiritual Qi slid down his throat into his Dantian, refreshing his spirit, "This matter happened less than a quarter of an hour ago, and you already knew about it here in the courtyard?!"

"Do you really think this old man's position as Head is fake?!"

Principal Beigong Mo glanced at him and then said, "I won't interfere in this matter. Since you agreed to it yourself, you must solve it yourself. If you lose, be careful that I don't expel you from my sect!"

"No way, Revered Master, you are that heartless?!"

Chen An raised an eyebrow and smiled, "That Shen Qinghua is at Acquired Realm 5th Stage, while I am still in the Qi Condensation Realm. Do you really think I can beat Shen Qinghua?"

"How about this, Revered Master, do you have any Spirit Pills or divine weapons/blades you could take out to help your Disciple?"

"Otherwise, if I really lose tomorrow, wouldn't that be a loss of face for you?"

"You brat, stop pulling that act on me!"

Looking at Chen An's somewhat rogue appearance, Principal Beigong Mo wasn't angry but gave him a sideways glance, saying, "Do you really think I run a bank?"

"Didn't I just give you eight million yuan crystals yesterday, and that 'Zhanyuan' blade is an Earth Rank peak-grade divine weapon, worth at least three million yuan crystals!"

Hearing Principal Beigong Mo's words, Chen An couldn't help but touch his nose in embarrassment. Not only those eight million yuan crystals, but even that Earth Rank peak-grade precious blade had been destroyed by him in the Heavenly Tribulation. If Principal Beigong Mo found out about this, he wondered if he would explode with rage and purge the sect!

"Hehe, Revered Master, you are a Great Grandmaster Realm martial arts powerhouse; this little bit of yuan crystals is just a drop in the bucket for you!" Chen An quickly apologized with a smiling face.

"Alright, stop buttering me up!"

Principal Beigong Mo glanced at him sideways and said, "Do you really think yuan crystals are that easy to earn? Nowadays, killing an intermediate Demon General at the border is only worth one million yuan crystals!"

Hearing this, Chen An's eyes lit up. One million yuan crystals for killing a Demon General?!

Demon Generals were commander-level powerhouses of the Ancient Demon Race!

The Ancient Demon Race was divided into four Ranks: Demon Soldier, Demon General, Devil King, and Demon Emperor. Among them, Demon Soldiers were further divided into lower-grade, intermediate-grade, and upper-grade Demon Soldiers, corresponding to the Body Tempering Realm, Qi Condensation Realm, and Acquired Realm of human Martial Artists, respectively.

As for Demon Generals, they were also divided into three grades: lower, intermediate, and upper, corresponding to the Innate Realm, Grandmaster Realm, and Great Grandmaster Martial Artists of humans.

The final Devil Kings and Demon Emperors corresponded to the Martial King and Martial Emperor Realm powerhouses of human Martial Artists.

If killing an intermediate Demon General already had a reward of one million yuan crystals, then what about an upper-grade Demon General or a Devil King?!

"Revered Master, killing an intermediate Demon General has a reward of one million yuan crystals? What about an upper-grade Demon General?!"

Chen An blinked, looking at Principal Beigong Mo with anticipation as he asked.

"Thump!!"

"Ouch!!"

Just as the words left his mouth, Chen An felt a pain in his forehead and couldn't help but wince and cry out in pain...