66: Chapter 66 Wang Chuan's Defeat, Huge Bonus

The moment the draw results were publicly announced, Bai Yunzhou was indeed momentarily stunned.

He truly hadn't expected to encounter the greatest roadblock of this Grand Competition—Wang Chuan—as early as the fourth round.

Yet the expression that immediately surfaced on his face was not the gravity or despair everyone anticipated, but rather a... subtle sense of relief.

"So be it," he murmured to himself, "it saves the trouble later on."

Not far away, upon seeing the duel roster, Song Xinghe wore a clear look of regret.

He had originally anticipated facing his old friend Bai Yunzhou in the subsequent rounds.

But now it seemed that wish was likely to fall through.

"What a pity."

He shook his head and sighed.

"If Bai Yunzhou could have avoided Wang Chuan, given his previously displayed strength, breaking into the top ten or even the top five would have been highly likely."

"But now..."

He didn't continue, but the meaning was already crystal clear.

Against Wang Chuan, who wielded a Spirit Treasure spear and had successively defeated Li Dongjun and Zhang Miaoyi, Bai Yunzhou had virtually no chance of winning.

High up in the distant pavilion, the reactions of several Old Ancestors were even more intriguing.

Xing Zhan stroked his beard and smiled, looking toward Elder Zhou Mu beside him.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, it seems your Disciple is about to be eliminated early."

In his view, Wang Chuan's Spirit Treasure spear possessed boundless might; even Li Dongjun couldn't block a single strike.

Although Bai Yunzhou's talent was extraordinary, after all, he was only at the Mid Foundation Establishment Realm, making it ultimately difficult for him to contend.

Yuan Xi also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a smile piling up on his face once more.

"With a Spirit Treasure blessing and at Peak Foundation Establishment, it is already not easy for Bai Yunzhou to have walked this far. Even if he loses, it is a defeat to be proud of."

What he was calculating in his heart was the payout at the market's gambling den—if Bai Yunzhou stopped here, he would be able to pay out a huge sum less on those bets wagering that Bai Yunzhou would break into the top ten.

Only Cao Yuanbai wore a strange expression.

Previously, he had given the green ruler Spirit Treasure to Bai Yunzhou as an apology gift.

Yet from beginning to end, Bai Yunzhou had not yet used this green ruler Spirit Treasure.

If he were to deploy it, according to the rules of the Grand Competition, Wang Chuan would undoubtedly lose.

Elder Zhou Mu merely smiled faintly, picked up her teacup to take a light sip, and did not reply.

On the plaza, Zhou Zhiting hurriedly ran to Bai Yunzhou's side, her small face written full of worry.

"Senior Brother Bai, you... why don't you..."

She wanted to say "Why don't you just concede defeat"; after all, the power of Wang Chuan's Spirit Treasure spear was obvious to all, and the scene of Li Dongjun being killed in a single strike by that spear was still vivid in her mind.

She truly couldn't bear to see Bai Yunzhou get hurt.

But Bai Yunzhou smiled and said, "Rest assured, I know my limits."

"But Wang Chuan, he..."

"Just a Spirit Treasure."

Bai Yunzhou interrupted her, his gaze looking toward Wang Chuan in the distance who was resting his eyes, a faint, elusive glint flashing across his eyes.

"It's not like only he has one."

Zhou Zhiting froze.

She suddenly remembered that during the previous Cao family affair, Bai Yunzhou seemed to have also obtained a Spirit Treasure... Could it be?

But before she could ask in detail, a steward Disciple had already announced loudly:

"The first match of the fourth round, Bai Yunzhou versus Wang Chuan, both parties please take the stage!"

The audience's gaze instantly converged.

Bai Yunzhou walked slowly onto the arena stage, a set of green robes fluttering slightly in the wind, his expression as calm as usual.

Opposite him, Wang Chuan held the Spirit Treasure spear, standing proudly.

His gaze swept past Bai Yunzhou, the corners of his mouth curling into a disdainful arc.

"Junior Brother Bai, your talent is good, but just our Realms alone differ by two stages!"

Wang Chuan wore a proud expression and continued speaking.

"Why don't you just directly concede defeat, saving me the trouble of making a move and avoiding hurting you."

Bai Yunzhou was slightly stunned.

Clearly, he hadn't expected the opponent to be so polite.

Since that was the case, he also responded politely.

"Many thanks for Senior Brother's kind intentions, but this Junior Brother considers himself to have some strength, and would rather test his skills against Senior Brother. Otherwise, I truly wouldn't be resigned."

What Bai Yunzhou said was relaxed, and it was also the truth.

But seeing the opponent reject him, Wang Chuan immediately let out a cold snort.

"Since Junior Brother will not listen to persuasion, then if you get hurt later on, don't blame Senior Brother!"

Bai Yunzhou heard the dissatisfaction in the opponent's tone, but the smile on his face remained as before.

At this moment, the spectators off the stage were all lacking in interest.

After all, the strength gap between the two was too huge; what interesting sights could a match without any suspense offer?

The referee Elder looked at both parties.

"The rules will not be repeated. Are both parties ready?"

Wang Chuan raised his chin.

"It can begin at any time."

Bai Yunzhou nodded slightly.

"Good."

The referee Elder took a step back.

"The duel—begin!"

The moment the voice fell, Wang Chuan moved.

He had no intention of testing the waters at all; the moment he made a move, it was a fatal blow.

The Spirit Treasure spear in his hand suddenly erupted with blinding light, the spear body like a dragon, carrying a piercing whistle that tore through the air, piercing straight toward Bai Yunzhou's chest!

The speed, power, and angle of this strike were even sharper than when he faced Li Dongjun previously!

"So fast!"

"Wang Chuan is planning to decide the victory in a single move!"

"Previously, Li Dongjun was defeated by this very spear strike."

"Bai Yunzhou is finished!"

The surrounding onlookers all shook their heads and sighed.

Even the several Old Ancestors on the high platform narrowed their eyes—Wang Chuan's strike already possessed the might of an Early Stage Core Formation Cultivator's attack!

Yet just at the instant when the Spirit Treasure spear was about to pierce Bai Yunzhou—

Bai Yunzhou moved.

He did not dodge, did not parry, and didn't even make any defensive posture.

He merely raised his hand.

A trace of emerald green light abruptly appeared in his palm.

That light was not dazzling; it even appeared somewhat warm and gentle.

But the moment this trace of green light appeared, Wang Chuan's expression changed drastically!

"This is... a Spirit Treasure?!"

Before he could figure it out, the green light in Bai Yunzhou's hand had already expanded.

That was a ruler.

Its entire body was emerald green like jade, inscribed with intricate ancient runes along the ruler's body, and at this moment it was exuding faint yet heart-palpitating spatial fluctuations.

The green ruler Spirit Treasure!

Bai Yunzhou gently turned his wrist, the ruler's body pointing forward.

There was no heaven-shaking roar, no violent burst of spiritual power.

Only an emerald green ripple, centered on the tip of the ruler, silently spread outward.

Wherever the ripple passed, space seemed to be twisted and folded by an invisible force.

And the instant this ripple touched Wang Chuan, he felt a wave of trance.

By the time he reacted, he discovered that he didn't know when he had already found himself outside the arena stage.

According to the competition rules, those who fell outside the arena were considered defeated.

For a time, the entire audience fell into dead silence.

At this moment, Wang Chuan was completely dazed.

He stood right there, looked down at his own hands, and then looked up at Bai Yunzhou, whose expression was calm on the stage, his face filled with bewilderment.

What happened?

How did I... end up off the stage?

Wasn't I just executing my spear strike a moment ago?

Time seemed to have frozen.

Full three breaths later, the plaza erupted with a landslide and tsunami-like uproar!

"Wh-What is the situation?!"

"How did Wang Chuan get off the stage?!"

"I didn't see clearly! What was that green light just now?!"

"A Spirit Treasure! Bai Yunzhou also has a Spirit Treasure! And its grade is higher than Wang Chuan's!"

"A spatial-type Spirit Treasure! That is a Spirit Treasure capable of twisting space!"

"My goodness! He sent Wang Chuan off the stage with a single ruler strike? Wang Chuan didn't even have time to react!"

"This... this is simply too outrageous!"

Exclamations, queries, and gasps of intake of cold air blended into one piece.

Everyone was struck dumb with astonishment by this reversal.

Li Dongjun and Zhang Miaoyi stood in the contestant zone, also directly stunned.

They had personally experienced Wang Chuan's strength and knew how terrifying that Spirit Treasure spear was.

Yet such a formidable Wang Chuan, in front of Bai Yunzhou... was actually "invited" off the arena stage as if it were nothing before he could even finish executing a single move?

In the high pavilion, the reactions of the several Old Ancestors were even more wonderful.

Xing Zhan's hand stroking his beard froze in mid-air, entirely unaware that a few strands of his beard had been yanked off.

The smile on Yuan Xi's face completely solidified, and his teacup cracked with a "click" sound.

Cao Yuanbai's eyes revealed an expression of "as expected", seemingly having long anticipated this kind of outcome.

But after reacting, he was dumbfounded. Knowing clearly that Bai Yunzhou possessed the green ruler, yet still gambling with Elder Zhou Mu, wasn't he simply giving away a treasure to the other party for free?

As for Elder Zhou Mu, she put down her teacup, her face maintaining calmness throughout.

After all, she had long known that Bai Yunzhou possessed this Spirit Treasure, and she had also guessed that he would use it in this battle.

But what she hadn't expected was that Bai Yunzhou's mastery over the Spirit Treasure had already reached such an effortless and deft level—without harming Wang Chuan in the least, he precisely "invited" him out of the arena.

This level of control was even harder than simply defeating an opponent.

On the arena stage, the referee Elder also froze for several breaths before abruptly snapping back to his senses.

He looked at Wang Chuan, who was still in a daze outside the stage, and then looked at Bai Yunzhou on the stage who had put away the green ruler and stood with his hands behind his back, took a deep breath, and announced loudly:

"The first match of the fourth round, Bai Yunzhou—wins!"

As the voice fell, Wang Chuan snapped out of his dream-like state.

He jerked his head up, his eyes bloodshot, staring fixedly at Bai Yunzhou.

"I am not convinced! You are merely relying on the might of a Spirit Treasure. Do you dare to match wits with me once more?!"

"So what if I am?"

Bai Yunzhou glanced at the opponent with disdain.

"Didn't you say it just now—if you have the ability, go get one yourself."

Wang Chuan's face instantly flushed crimson. This exact sentence was what he had previously used to mock other Disciples; now, being returned to him word for word, it felt simply like a fierce slap across the face.

He wanted to say something more, but the referee Elder had already spoken coldly.

"The loser leaves the stage; do not disrupt the order of the Grand Competition!"

Wang Chuan gritted his teeth, finally stamped his foot fiercely, and turned away carrying his spear, his back looking extremely wretched.

Bai Yunzhou no longer looked at him, walking slowly down the arena stage.

Wherever he passed, the participating Disciples subconsciously stepped aside, the gazes they cast at him filled with awe and wariness.

A spatial-type Spirit Treasure capable of effortlessly "sending" a Peak Foundation Establishment top Genius holding a Spirit Treasure out of the arena... How is one supposed to fight this?

Following the conclusion of the 1st match of the 4th round, Bai Yunzhou successfully entered the top ten.

"Senior Brother, you were amazing!"

When he walked down the arena stage, Zhou Zhiting immediately greeted him.

"This time we can truly be considered to have made a huge fortune!"

Previously, after completing the registration for the Inner Sect Grand Competition, the two of them went to the gambling den in the Outer Sect Market to place bets.

Bai Yunzhou had wagered on himself, as well as Song Xinghe and others, entering the top ten.

And now he had already entered the top ten.

According to the odds when he placed his bets back then, the prize money from the three places amounted to over four million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.

And they were all Mid-Grade Spirit Stone!

This quantity of Spirit Stones, even placed among the major clans within the Qingxuan Sect, was definitely a wealth that could not be ignored.

"Once this third round of the Grand Competition ends, we will go to the market to collect the money."

Bai Yunzhou replied with a smile.

Of course, he wasn't the only one who had bet on himself entering the top ten; there were also some other Disciples.

These people all wore wild joy on their faces at this moment; many people couldn't even wait for the Grand Competition to end before leaving the plaza and flying on swords toward the direction of the market.

But more people wore looks of regret.

"When Senior Brother Bai placed his bets in the market, I was right beside him. Why didn't I follow along and place a little bit?"

"It's still fine that you didn't place a bet; you just didn't make any money!"

"Look at your Senior Brother here; I bet on the three of them including Wang Chuan. Let alone capturing the crown, not even a single one entered the top three! This can be considered a massive loss!"

"I remember Senior Brother Bai didn't just bet on himself entering the top ten; there was also Song Xinghe and the others!"

"They are all among the remaining people now; you don't think they'll all enter the top ten as well, do you?"

"That should be rather unlikely. If that were truly the case, wouldn't that be outrageous?"

Amidst everyone's discussions, the 2nd arena match officially began.

But compared to the fight between Bai Yunzhou and Wang Chuan, the subsequent duels among the crowd were going to be much more watchable.

After all, those remaining were all outstanding talents who had gone through multiple rounds of screening; every single duel was fought to a standstill, and the sounds of spiritual power collisions shook the plaza.

Taking the stage was Song Xinghe, whose opponent was a Peak Foundation Establishment Disciple proficient in defensive Cultivation Techniques.

The two fought closely for nearly a hundred rounds, and finally Song Xinghe relied on exquisite swordsmanship to break the defense, thereby securing victory and successfully advancing to the top ten.

Next came Deng Mufeng; her personality was calm and steady, and her combat style tended to be steady. Facing an opponent with fierce and sharp offensives, she always fought step by step soundly.

Finally, she defeated her opponent with a defensive counterattack posture, smoothly charging into the top ten.

Zhou Zhiting's match made quite a few people break into a cold sweat.

Her opponent's cultivation Realm was likewise Peak Foundation Establishment, and possessing rich practical combat experience, launched a fierce attack right at the start, attempting a quick victory.

But Zhou Zhiting relied on the Blood Battle Eight Desolations Fist to resolve crises multiple times.

Taking advantage of the opponent's excessive spiritual power consumption, she launched a counterattack, ultimately winning narrowly and advancing.

"Junior Sister Zhou actually advanced as well! She was previously only a Utility Disciple, yet now she managed to rush into the top ten. It's simply a counterattack!"

"This is thanks to Senior Brother Bai, right? I heard Senior Brother Bai gave her quite a few good things, and her combat skills also bear the shadow of Senior Brother Bai."

"And Senior Brother Song and Senior Sister Deng, they actually advanced too! This... isn't this exactly the same as what Bai Yunzhou bet on originally!?"

Someone in the crowd suddenly cried out in surprise, and these words instantly ignited everyone's emotions.

"That's right! I remember that after Senior Brother Bai signed up, he took Junior Sister Zhou, Senior Brother Song, and the others to the market betting den to place bets. What they bet on at the time was that all four of them would enter the top ten!"

"At the time, I thought Senior Brother Bai was too arrogant. After all, although Senior Brother Song and the others had strength, wanting all of them to charge into the top ten in a Grand Competition filled with experts was simply as difficult as ascending to heaven. I didn't expect it to actually come true!"

"My goodness! When Senior Brother Bai placed the bets, the odds for all four of them weren't low, right? Just how many Mid-Grade Spirit Stones must he earn from this!?"

"..."

Voices of discussion rose and fell one after another, and many people's gazes looking at Bai Yunzhou were filled with envy and exclamation.

You must know that before the Grand Competition, no one was optimistic that these four could all advance, especially Zhou Zhiting. Hailing from a background as a Utility Disciple, being able to charge into the top ten was already a miracle.

Yet Bai Yunzhou precisely bet on all of them qualifying; this luck was simply invincible.

The final crucial showdown was Liu Qingmo facing off against a veteran Sect Prodigy.

As a Rebirth female emperor, although Liu Qingmo primarily possessed Mid Foundation Establishment cultivation, her actual combat experience was extremely rich, and the moment she made a move, she displayed overwhelming strength.

Her cold sword light was continuous like flowing water, and in a mere dozens of rounds, she defeated her opponent, strongly advancing to the top ten.

At this point, the top ten roster of this Inner Sect Grand Competition was officially finalized: Bai Yunzhou, Liu Qingmo, Song Xinghe, Deng Mufeng, Zhou Zhiting, and five other top Sect Disciples.

When the roster was publicly displayed on the white jade stele, the plaza completely boiled over!

"They all hit! The four people Senior Brother Bai bet on really all entered the top ten!"

"What kind of immortal luck is this? No, this isn't luck at all; this is strength and vision!"

"If I had followed Senior Brother Bai to place bets back then, I could have earned a fortune by now!"

"I regret it so much! At the time, I felt that Junior Sister Zhou definitely wouldn't make it, so I didn't dare follow the bet. Now my intestines are turning green with regret!"

Those Disciples who had followed Bai Yunzhou's bets back then were even more ecstatic at this moment, each and every one of them flushed red with excitement.

"Hahaha! I just knew that following Senior Brother Bai could not possibly be wrong! I bet one hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones on Junior Sister Zhou. Although it was a bit late and the odds weren't as high as at the beginning, now I can exchange it for over two thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"I bet five hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones on the full package of all four, with odds of 1:15. This time I directly earned seven thousand five hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, I'm getting rich!"

"Me too! When I saw Senior Brother Bai was so certain back then, I followed and bet one thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones. Now I can get fifteen thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, which is enough for me to buy a decent Spiritual Artifact!"

"..."

Meanwhile, those Disciples who bet on Wang Chuan, Li Dongjun, Zhang Miaoyi, and others wore faces full of frustration, sighing and lamenting one after another.

"Don't mention it, I bet two thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones on Wang Chuan winning the championship, and now I've lost everything!"

"I bet on Li Dongjun entering the top ten, but as a result, he was eliminated in the fourth round, costing me half a year of cultivation resources!"

"If I had known earlier, I would have followed Senior Brother Bai's bets, and I wouldn't have ended up in this state."

"..."

At this moment, many Disciples who had followed Bai Yunzhou's bets had already rushed towards the betting den.

Some came to claim their prizes, while others wanted to take advantage of the top ten roster being finalized to bet on the ultimate champion.

The person in charge of the betting den was busy to the point of being flustered, on one hand checking the betting information to payout bonuses, and on the other hand adjusting the champion odds.

Bai Yunzhou's odds had already dropped to 1:1.2, becoming the biggest favorite to win the championship, while Liu Qingmo's odds closely followed at 1:2.5.

Meanwhile, in the distant pavilion.

Yuan Xi's expression was incomparably ugly.

The five of Bai Yunzhou all advancing to the top ten meant that his market betting den had to payout a massive amount of bonuses.

Especially those hundreds of thousands of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones that the mysterious Cultivator had bet initially.

According to the odds of 1:25 for all five included, paying out to that mysterious Cultivator alone would require taking out over ten million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!

This was practically half a year's revenue of the market!

"This... this Bai Yunzhou is simply my nemesis!"

Yuan Xi felt like crying without tears in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

Xing Zhan also felt rather distressed.

After all, his Xing family also had shops in the market and also ran a betting den.

He looked at Elder Zhou Mu and smiled bitterly, saying, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, this Disciple of yours truly hides her depth."

A faint smile appeared on Elder Zhou Mu's face, and she didn't speak.

Cao Yuanbai, on the other hand, smiled and joked.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan Xi, it seems the market is going to bleed heavily this time."

"However, having said that, Young Master Bai's luck and strength are truly admirable."

Although his Cao family also had a betting den in the market, he had long known that Bai Yunzhou possessed a green ruler.

Therefore, the odds for Bai Yunzhou and the others weren't very high, and his losses were the least among everyone.

Of course, this was mainly because popular contenders for the championship like Wang Chuan were defeated in advance.

After all, these people were the main bulk of everyone's bets!

Calculating it down, his Cao family's betting den could even earn quite a bit.

Yuan Xi forced out a smile, but it was uglier than crying.

At this moment, Bai Yunzhou also followed the crowd, bringing Zhou Zhiting toward the Outer Sect Market to exchange for the bonuses.

Of course, he also called Ye Jinglan along.

After all, he won far too much money this time, totaling over twenty million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.

It was too easy to arouse jealousy in others, so bringing him along was also for safety.

After the three of them arrived at the market, Bai Yunzhou first went to Baibao House and Wanqi Tower to exchange for Spirit Stones.

The two places combined amounted to 3.97 million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.

As for Zhou Zhiting, she had bet less, but she also obtained over 200,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, and she was immensely happy.

Then the three of them came to Danxia Pavilion.

When the three stepped into Danxia Pavilion, the first-floor lobby was already buzzing with voices.

Disciples who came to claim their prizes surrounded the counter airtightly, various noises of clamor, exclamation, and vexation mixed together, lively to the extreme.

"My goodness! I really hit it! Zhou Zhiting really entered the top ten!"

"I bet five hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones back then, and now I can exchange them for twelve thousand five hundred! I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich!"

"If I had known earlier, I should have bet a bit more. I bet too little, and now it's only enough to buy a few bottles of Medicinal Pills..."

"Quickly look! Bai Yunzhou and the others are here!"

Not knowing who shouted, the originally noisy lobby instantly quieted down.

Everyone's gazes cast towards the entrance in unison, landing on the three of them: Bai Yunzhou, Zhou Zhiting, and Ye Jinglan.

In their eyes, there was envy, jealousy, exclamation, and even more curiosity—just how many Mid-Grade Spirit Stones would this God of Gamblers, who had just defeated Wang Chuan with an overwhelming posture and precisely bet on all four people advancing to the top ten, exchange for?

"Make way, make way."

The steward of Danxia Pavilion had already received the news and quickly stepped forward, bowing respectfully to Bai Yunzhou: "Young Master Bai, the Pavilion Master has been waiting on the third floor for a long time. Please follow me."

As soon as these words came out, there was another uproar in the lobby.

"The Pavilion Master is personally receiving him?!"

"Pavilion Master Su Qingyuan? She is one of the few Peak Foundation Establishment experts in the Sect, and even more so the helm of Danxia Pavilion in Qingxuan Sect. Normally, even Elders might not necessarily get to see her!"

"Bai Yunzhou has truly completely turned his fortunes around this time! Not only is his strength formidable, but even Danxia Pavilion wants to proactively befriend him!"

Amidst the complex gazes of the crowd, the three of Bai Yunzhou followed the steward up the stairs, passed through the Restriction, and arrived at the third-floor private room of Danxia Pavilion.

Pushing the door open and entering, a faint fragrance of medicine rushed toward their faces.

The interior was elegantly arranged, with several ancient paintings hanging on the walls and calming incense burning in a corner incense burner. A woman dressed in a light purple long dress was sitting upright in front of the tea table, holding a kettle with her fair hands and gracefully pouring tea.

The woman looked to be around twenty-one or twenty-two years old, with a clear and beautiful countenance, picturesque eyebrows, and a gentle temperament that also carried a bit of the composure of someone in a superior position.

She was precisely the Pavilion Master of Danxia Pavilion in Qingxuan Sect—Su Qingyuan.

She raised her head, looked at Bai Yunzhou, a trace of appreciation flashing in her eyes, and smiled lightly: "Young Master Bai, congratulations on being on the verge of winning the championship of the Grand Competition, and also congratulations... on returning with a full load."

Bai Yunzhou cupped his fists in return: "Pavilion Master Su is too polite. Disturbing you today is truly for cashing out the bet."

"Young Master Bai is joking. Being able to cash out for you is my Danxia Pavilion's honor."

Su Qingyuan raised her hand to signal the three of them to be seated, personally served three cups of spiritual tea, and only then took out an exquisite Storage Ring, gently pushing it in front of Bai Yunzhou.

"The voucher and Spirit Stone amount for Young Master's initial bet have already been verified by my Danxia Pavilion without error."

"You initially used sixty thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones to bet on yourself, Song Xinghe, and the others entering the top ten, with composite odds of 1:25."

"The total amount of Spirit Stones that should be paid out to you in total is—twenty-one million two hundred and seventy thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."

"They are all in this Storage Ring; Young Master may check and confirm."

Even though he was mentally prepared long ago, when Bai Yunzhou heard this number, his heart couldn't help but shake.

Over twenty-one million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!

This amount of Spirit Stones was even deeper than the foundations of many aristocratic families within Qingxuan Sect for many years!

Zhou Zhiting at the side even gasped a mouthful of cold air, her small mouth slightly open, and her eyes wide round.

The over two hundred thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones she had exchanged earlier already felt like an astronomical figure to her, but compared with Senior Brother Bai now... it was simply pitting a dwarf against a giant.

Although Ye Jinglan's expression didn't change, a trace of surprise also flashed through his eyes.

This fortune, even to him as a Mid Nascent Soul Cultivator, was definitely not a small sum.

Bai Yunzhou steadied his mind, and his Divine Sense probed into the Storage Ring.

He saw that it was piled full of crystal-clear Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, with spiritual light flowing around, almost forming an ocean of Spiritual Qi. The scale was so vast that it even vaguely had the trend of condensing into spiritual mist.

He swept over it roughly, and the quantity was indeed correct.

"The number is correct, thank you for your trouble, Pavilion Master Su."

Bai Yunzhou put away the Storage Ring, expressed his thanks, and prepared to leave.

However, he was stopped by Su Qingyuan.

"Young Master Bai, wait a moment!"

She smiled, and took out a jade box from her sleeve, gently opening it.

Inside the jade box, a Medicinal Pill the size of a dragon's eye lay quietly on the brocade, its entire body a light golden color, with nine cloud patterns flowing on the surface, emitting a rich fragrance of medicine and profound spiritual power fluctuations.

"This is... a Breakthrough Pill?!"

Ye Jinglan recognized the origin of this Medicinal Pill at a glance.

The Breakthrough Pill was a Tier 4 High Grade Medicinal Pill, which could greatly enhance the success rate of Foundation Establishment Cultivators breaking through to Core Formation, and even had a certain helping effect for Core Formation Cultivators breaking through small Realms.

This Medicinal Pill was extremely difficult to refine, and the required spiritual materials were precious. Every single one was worth a city, often treasured by Danxia Sect high-level figures or aristocratic families, and rarely flowed outward.

Su Qingyuan pushed this Breakthrough Pill in front of Bai Yunzhou and said gently,

"Young Master Bai, this is a little token of my personal sincerity. I hope Young Master will not decline it."

Bai Yunzhou did not immediately take it, but instead looked at Su Qingyuan.

"Pavilion Master Su, such a heavy gift, I wonder what deep meaning it holds?"

He certainly didn't believe that pie would fall from the sky.

Su Qingyuan didn't conceal it either, frankly explaining the three-year agreement between herself and her father, as well as following him to place bets in other betting dens afterward.

"Therefore, this Breakthrough Pill is both to thank Young Master Bai for helping me solve this trouble, and also because I want to form a good affinity with Young Master."

Su Qingyuan spoke sincerely, and Bai Yunzhou understood in his heart.

This Breakthrough Pill was both a token of appreciation and an investment—an investment in his, Bai Yunzhou's, future potential.

"Since that is the case, then Bai will not rudely decline."

Bai Yunzhou did not decline either and accepted the jade box.

With this Breakthrough Pill, when he assaulted the Core Formation Realm in the future, his assurance could increase by a few more points.

Seeing him accept it, the smile on Su Qingyuan's face grew even brighter, and she took out a purple-gold token from her bosom, handing it to Bai Yunzhou.

"This is the Purple-Gold VIP Token of my Danxia Pavilion. Holding this token, you can enjoy a twenty percent discount at any branch of Danxia Pavilion, have priority in purchasing rare Medicinal Pills, and can call upon a certain limit of Spirit Stones for emergencies."

"In addition, if Young Master has a demand for Medicinal Pills in the future, or wants to sell some... treasures that are not convenient to make public, you can also use this token to directly contact me, and Danxia Pavilion will definitely cooperate with full force."

These words were spoken obscurely, but the meaning was very clear.

Danxia Pavilion could become Bai Yunzhou's channel for disposing of stolen goods, or help him handle some transactions that couldn't see the light of day.

Bai Yunzhou gave Su Qingyuan a deep look and took the token: "Pavilion Master Su has put in thought."

Immediately after that, he brought the two of them, Zhou Zhiting, and left.