After Jiang Li placed his bet, he began checking the recent turning points of other disciples on Lingyuan Peak.
It was a rare opportunity to gather so many disciples; it would be a waste not to observe them carefully.
Recent Turning Point: Three days later, obtain a 300-year-old spiritual medicine at 445.444 in the back mountain.
Recent Turning Point: Five days later, obtain a Earth-tier martial art at 554.631 in an unknown cave on Fanyun Mountain.
Recent Turning Point: Two days later, obtain 5 Zi Lin Crystals at 474.235 in Netherworld Cave No. 3.
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Jiang Li secretly noted down a string of recent turning points.
Just as Jiang Li was observing the destinies of the surrounding disciples, he suddenly spotted an old acquaintance.
A young man in a fitted outfit caught Jiang Li's eye.
"Isn't that Su Ming?" Jiang Li's eyes lit up.
Immediately, Jiang Li activated his Life Script.
Recent Turning Point: Six days later, fall off a cliff at 741.258 in the Monster Beast Mountain Range and obtain a Heavenly Flame.
"Heavenly Flame?" Jiang Li's eyes gleamed.
This Su Ming is truly amazing. His cultivation realm is already at the eighth level of the Pill Core realm, and he's managed to find another Heavenly Flame. A destined protagonist, terrifying indeed.
"Not bad, I can go take a look. If I can refine another Heavenly Flame, my strength will definitely improve significantly."
Su Ming seemed to sense Jiang Li's gaze and looked straight back at him, his eyes filled with chilling hostility.
Jiang Li raised an eyebrow. "This favorability..."
At this moment, Su Ming's favorability towards Jiang Li had plummeted to -40.
"Forget it. He's a quality leek who can produce Heavenly Flames. Let him continue to grow strong," Jiang Li mused. "My [Melting Fire Scripture] upgrade depends on you."
Jiang Li thought to himself and then shifted his gaze away.
Su Ming, not far away, felt a sinking feeling. He had just seen Jiang Li disembark from the Saintess's flying boat.
"As the rumors say, Jiang Li has gained the Saintess's favor. It seems I need to plan carefully to deal with Jiang Li. At least until my strength surpasses the Saintess."
"Old man, can you sense the Heavenly Flame on Jiang Li?" Su Ming asked mentally.
"I'm not a god. How could I sense it from so far away? Besides, he has already refined the Heavenly Flame. It's difficult for a mere soul body like me to detect it!" the soul body replied grumpily.
"Useless, truly useless," Su Ming cursed inwardly and didn't think any further. "Once I capture Jiang Li, I'll know everything."
Meanwhile, the battle on the arena had already erupted.
Tang Siqi was like a female war god, wielding a blood-red longsword, her spiritual energy surging, constantly attacking Li Xinyuan.
Countless clashes echoed across the arena.
On the other side, Li Xinyuan exuded golden spiritual energy, his gaze sharp, holding a precious saber.
The two's battle ignited instantly and quickly entered a fever pitch.
The surrounding disciples watched the fight on the arena with tense expressions.
This battle concerned their fortunes!
"This doesn't feel right. Isn't the Holy Son supposed to be in the Spirit River realm? How is he still being suppressed..."
"Damn it, exactly! A Spirit River realm cultivator should be able to crush a Pill Core realm cultivator, right?"
"Let's cheer for the Holy Son, let him become stronger..."
"Holy Son, keep it up, we support you..."
"Cheer up, show your manliness, you can do it..."
"A bunch of idiots. If cheering helped, why fight? We could just have a shouting contest... Holy Son, keep it up, I support you..."
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"That fellow has some brains. He just cursed and is now cheering," Jiang Li shook his head. "The disciples of the Demonic Sect really have pleasant ways of speaking. They're all talented..."
After reviewing the life scripts of the surrounding disciples, Jiang Li looked back towards the arena.
At this point, Tang Siqi had gained the upper hand. Although Li Xinyuan had reached the Spirit River realm, Tang Shiqi's spiritual energy offense was exceptionally fierce.
Li Xinyuan, in the Spirit River realm, could not gain any advantage and was constantly suppressed.
The other disciples around also had subtly changing expressions. The scene on the arena clearly exceeded their imaginations. Not only was there no crushing victory, but he was even being beaten. This was simply preposterous.
Tang Siqi looked at Li Xinyuan's increasingly grim expression and said indifferently, "Forget it, this is boring. You haven't improved at all after so long. I won't play with you anymore!"
Li Xinyuan's face turned extremely ugly. "You bitch, Tang Siqi! This is what you forced me to do..."
"Rumble!!!"
Just as Li Xinyuan was about to unleash his ultimate trump card, a violent roar suddenly sounded from the arena.
Tang Siqi's aura surged, and then, a streak of purple sword energy shot out from her longsword.
"No!!!"
Li Xinyuan shouted, and then the purple sword energy blasted towards him.
Li Xinyuan's spiritual armor shattered in an instant. He then spat out blood and was blasted out of the arena, falling unconscious.
The other disciples of Lingyuan Peak stared blankly at the scene before them. What happened?
"They were still fighting just now, how were they defeated so quickly?"
"No, my 500 spirit stones! Li Xinyuan, you useless piece of trash..."
"Damn it, this is definitely a fixed match! You bastard, give me my money back, I'm not playing anymore..."
"Heh, I'm laughing. A Spirit River realm cultivator being beaten like this by a Pill Core realm cultivator? I could do better. No, I could do much better..."
"What a weak and useless Holy Son. Go home and eat *! I trusted you so much..."
"The Holy Son of the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect is a joke. Don't disgrace yourself. Experts suggest immediate cremation..."
"Cremate what? Chop him up and feed him to the dogs..."
"No, no, no, even dogs would find him dirty..."
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After a moment of silence, thunderous accusations erupted.
The many Yellow Springs Demonic Sect disciples who had bet on the Holy Son cursed angrily.
They wished they could tear the Holy Son apart.
Many people from Holy Son Peak changed their expressions. Quite a few of them had bet a lot of their possessions.
Some had even pawned their spirit artifacts to place bets.
Jiang Li looked at the enthusiastic disciples around him and smiled faintly.
"These Demonic Sect disciples are truly too cute."
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A corner of Lingyuan Peak.
A gaunt old man in coarse hemp clothes watched the scene in the distance, his face full of smiles.
"As expected of my dear daughter. In just this one battle, she's earned me millions of spirit stones. Wonderful!" Tang Hai unconsciously stroked the spatial ring in his hand.
Inside the spatial ring were piles of spirit stones, several small mountains high, and even quite a few spiritual treasures.
Although they were not of high grade, the sheer quantity made their combined value astonishing.
"Old Tang, are you tricking the disciples out of their spirit stones again?" a helpless voice sounded in Tang Hai's ear.
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