Chapter 133: The Spectators Who Lost Miserably

Naturally, the people of the Golden Radiance Sect were still willing to bet on their own man. More importantly, when they saw how enormous the gap was between Bai Feiyu and his opponent, they simply assumed that this time they were guaranteed to make a profit.

Thus, most of the Golden Radiance Sect’s disciples, whether out of devotion to their sect or a desire to make money, placed substantial bets.

The result was that Bai Feiyu defeated their senior brother outright. In an instant, the disciples on that side lost a considerable sum.

Many of the Golden Radiance Sect’s disciples lined up to cry in the lavatories. For a time, the toilets were so crowded that finding an empty stall became extremely difficult...

After the commotion surrounding Bai Feiyu died down, the battles between the other disciples continued at the sect tournament.

The other disciples experienced their share of victories and defeats, while the disciples of the Void Returning Sect performed rather indifferently overall. It seemed that this time, they would once again remain somewhere in the middle of the rankings.

Shi Yuan was defeated in his second match. Of course, Bai Feiyu had no idea whether he had done so deliberately, perhaps fearing that becoming too famous would arouse suspicion. As for Yang Fan, he still managed to win his second match.

There was naturally no suspense in Bai Feiyu’s second bout. However, Boss Bai put on quite a performance this time, all for the sake of earning a little more money.

Qianshuang continued placing bets on his behalf. Whenever people saw such a huge amount of spirit stones being wagered, there were naturally still plenty willing to bet on Bai Feiyu’s defeat.

Yet this disciple of the Vast Qi Realm seemed almost uncanny. It appeared exceedingly difficult to make him truly lose.

Everyone drew a sharp breath, utterly unable to fathom where this fellow’s limits lay.

And so Bai Feiyu fought his way into the second layer of the Shackles Realm division.

By the time the competition reached the second layer of the Shackles Realm, very few disciples remained. However, the battles would not begin until the following day. The fierce clashes of this day had already opened many people’s eyes, and the tournament arena was ultimately limited in size.

After Bai Feiyu returned to the inn, many members of the Void Returning Sect still looked upon him with displeasure. Yet this time, every one of them wore a smile and nodded at him.

After all, Bai Feiyu had made them a considerable amount of money.

“Junior Brother Bai, can you guarantee that you’ll win tomorrow’s battles in the second layer of the Shackles Realm?”

Several disciples gathered around him and asked curiously, eager to know whether he would be able to win the next day.

Although Bai Feiyu had defeated someone from the second layer of the Shackles Realm before, no one knew the precise circumstances of that battle. Had his opponent been holding back? Had there been some other reason? Or had the opponent simply been too weak? No one could say for certain.

“Don’t worry. In the first match tomorrow, as long as my opponent isn’t someone overly famous, just bet on me.”

“I can’t speak for anything else, but I dare say that there will certainly be plenty of people betting on me to lose tomorrow.”

“If you truly want to take a gamble, if you really want to risk it all, then bet on me.”

“Of course, if you lose, I won’t be responsible. My abilities are limited, so think it over carefully!”

Bai Feiyu smiled as he spoke to the disciples around him, who were fawning over him.

In tomorrow’s battles among cultivators of the second layer of the Shackles Realm, there would be very few competitors left. Those who remained were essentially the sects’ hidden pillars of strength. Consequently, all the spirit stones in the arena would be concentrated there.

So, if one wanted to make a fortune, it would be very easy—as long as one made the right bet.

“Good, Feiyu. Rest assured. The elders have always been very fond of you. After all, we watched you grow up. Tomorrow, the elders will continue supporting you.”

An elder walked over, unable to conceal the smile spreading across his aged face.

During the day, he had bet on Bai Feiyu and earned a substantial sum. Even now, he could not stop himself from smiling.

Although he had previously disliked Bai Feiyu for wasting his natural gifts, the youngster had at least made them happy in one regard: earning money. For the moment, they were therefore much more tolerant of his temper.

Once they returned, however, he would still have to be disciplined strictly. Everyone knew that this was merely Bai Feiyu’s ordinary level of strength. He had yet to display his true power, so no conclusions could be drawn just yet.

Still, seeing the boy make money for them was certainly pleasing.

These elders were all old foxes. They had participated in the sect tournament many times and were well aware that betting took place during the event.

Thus, the old schemers had brought plenty of spirit stones with them specifically to bet on Bai Feiyu. After all, everyone knew that Bai Feiyu was an absolute anomaly. Betting on him was practically guaranteed to bring profit.

This was simply standard practice for the sect.

Within the sect, even the sect master had instructed the elder in charge of finances to allocate a special sum of money, allowing people to borrow spirit stones in advance so that they could place bets and earn profits.

With so much money on the table, it would be foolish not to take it.

If an outer disciple of the Void Returning Sect had seen the enormous quantity of spirit stones at the venue, and the way everyone had become red-eyed in their eagerness to place bets, who knew what sort of expression would have appeared on his face?

Those outer disciples had never seen so much money in their entire lives, much less witnessed a scene like this.

Forget about possessing such wealth—an outer disciple could not even hope to enter a grand occasion of this scale in his lifetime. This place did not belong to outer disciples. At best, an outer disciple might become a wealthy landowner in his village, and even that would count as a blessing from his ancestors.

After returning to the inn, Qianshuang quietly went to Bai Feiyu’s room and returned the storage bag to him.

“I truly never imagined that you had so much money. You really have struck it rich. We earned quite a lot by betting on you today.”

Qianshuang leaned closer as she spoke to Bai Feiyu. Even she, who had always been extravagantly wealthy, had been deeply shaken by Bai Feiyu.

Qianshuang had a feeling that by tomorrow, Bai Feiyu’s spirit stones might even rival the entire savings of the Void Returning Sect.

“Tomorrow, I should be virtually unstoppable in the second layer of the Shackles Realm. Still, we must remain cautious. The further we go, the more careful we need to be. Bet half and keep the other half in reserve. If I happen to lose, we won’t lose everything.”

“Otherwise, if so many spirit stones suddenly vanish from our pockets, I’m afraid I’ll go mad.”

Bai Feiyu warned Qianshuang earnestly. Even he could not guarantee that he would win every battle the following day.

He knew, therefore, that the opportunities to make money were running out.

While in the Imperial City, he had to earn as much as he could. Whether he eventually established a sect or founded his own clan, this money would serve as his strongest support. It would ensure that he would never find himself in a situation where he could not afford what he needed.

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