When the Tiansheng Sect asked Lu Ming if he wanted to continue, the manager of the Wanbao Pavilion couldn’t help but pray: Ancestors, please protect me. Let this guy stop choosing…
Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he sent a direct sound transmission to Lu Ming: “Saint Lu, I am Manager Shen of the Wanbao Pavilion. If you are willing to give up now, the Wanbao Pavilion is willing to give you three million mid-grade spirit stones, plus VIP status at our pavilion…”
Manager Shen was quite confident that Lu Ming would agree. After all, the amount of spirit stones he was offering was substantial—more valuable than any of the treasures on the trays.
“Sect Master Gu, please prepare the materials for an array formation for me…”
“Very well!” the Tiansheng Sect Leader agreed, immediately instructing a disciple to make the preparations.
Manager Shen was stunned upon hearing Lu Ming’s response. What was going on? Had the man not heard his transmission? Otherwise, how could he possibly want to continue?
He quickly sent another transmission: “Saint Lu…”
Hearing Manager Shen’s voice again, Lu Ming’s lips curled into a smile. What is he thinking? How could I possibly let my own people lose money?
His eyes flashed as he replied with a righteous transmission: “Manager Shen, I am an upright person. How could I join you in your deceptive schemes? I suggest you become an honest person as well…”
Manager Shen’s eyes widened at those words. I’ll be damned! With your character, you’re telling me to be honest?! Don’t think I didn’t see you stuffing those Tiansheng Sect treasures into your storage bag earlier…
His gaze shifted suspiciously. Could that pig-headed fellow who bet three million mid-grade spirit stones be connected to this guy? However, he had already sent people to investigate and found no link between them. That foolish pig was from the Huaguoshan lineage, and their Saint was a monkey. No one knew where that monkey had come from.
Once the materials were brought out, Lu Ming didn’t waste any time and directly refined a Soul Transformation-level array disk. The Tiansheng Sect Leader watched with a look of gloom as Lu Ming claimed yet another treasure.
“Does Saint Lu wish to continue?” the Tiansheng Sect Leader asked, his voice tinged with the pain of a thousand toothaches.
Lu Ming shook his head. He wanted to continue, but these were the only skills he knew.
Upon seeing Lu Ming shake his head, the Tiansheng Sect Leader couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. He really wanted to say: Ancestor, we’ve suffered a massive loss this time. Not only did we lose so many treasures, but our Saintess also made a complete fool of herself.
Worse yet, they had essentially provided free publicity for the Qingshan Sect. Lu Ming had stolen the spotlight completely. By comparison, if the Qingshan Sect were to recruit disciples now, many people would surely be eager to join. After all, a sect that could produce a disciple as formidable as Lu Ming must have an incredibly deep foundation.
At this moment, the person with the ugliest expression was Manager Shen of the Wanbao Pavilion. Lu Ming had selected five treasures, and the odds for five treasures were 1 to 1000. That pig-headed fellow had bet three million mid-grade spirit stones, which meant he had to pay out three billion mid-grade spirit stones.
Three billion mid-grade spirit stones! The thought alone almost made him cough up a mouthful of blood.
Just then, Zhu Wuneng came trotting up to the manager of the Wanbao Pavilion. “Boss, I’m here to collect…”
The moment he saw Zhu Wuneng, a flash of murderous intent flickered in Manager Shen’s eyes. However, he didn’t make a move—not just because so many people were watching, but more importantly, because a group of sword cultivators was following right behind the fellow.
This group of sword cultivators was eyeing him and the surrounding crowd with extreme vigilance. They looked as though they were ready to hack anyone to death who dared to lay a finger on the pig. He even spotted the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect among them.
He couldn’t understand how these paupers from the Guiyi Sword Sect had ended up mixing with this pig-headed guy. Meanwhile, the onlookers were watching Zhu Wuneng with eyes full of envy. Many were cursing their own bad luck for not following suit with a bet. If someone was brave enough to bet three million mid-grade spirit stones, they must have been certain of the outcome. They had thought the guy was a fool and hadn't followed his lead. Now, they felt like the real fools!
Looking at the exchange token the pig-headed fellow handed over, Manager Shen of the Wanbao Pavilion took a deep breath.
Boom...
A sharp sword intent locked onto him instantly. Feeling the threat, the manager almost cursed out loud. I didn’t say I wasn’t going to pay! I was just taking a breath!
Regardless, the Unity-stage guard behind him stepped forward to block the sword intent. “Here...” Manager Shen took another deep breath and produced over a dozen storage bags. “This is thirty million high-grade spirit stones.”
Zhu Wuneng nodded. With a wave of his hand, he spoke to the Guiyi Sword Sect cultivators behind him. “Count them... see if it’s right.”
As soon as he finished speaking, several sword cultivators nimbly picked up the storage bags on the table and began counting. Even the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect picked up a bag and started his own tally. Seeing this, the crowd was somewhat speechless. Come on, you’re a Saint! Isn’t doing this a bit beneath your dignity?
Saint Ji, however, didn’t feel that way at all. Suddenly, he spoke up. “Little Friend Zhu, there are two damaged spirit stones in this bag.”
Thud... thud... As he spoke, he pulled two slightly chipped spirit stones from the bag and tossed them onto the table. “There are some here, too!” the other counting sword cultivators added, picking out a few more.
Zhu Wuneng nodded. “Boss, swap these out for me...”
Hearing this, the manager of the Wanbao Pavilion was nearly driven to madness. With this many spirit stones, isn’t it normal for a few to be damaged? You’ve already made such a massive profit! Isn’t it a bit much to quibble over a few stones?
Nevertheless, he pulled out several pristine spirit stones and handed them over. “We’re settled!”
At that moment, Saint Ji spoke up again. “Little Friend Zhu, he hasn't returned your principal yet.”
Manager Shen could no longer restrain himself. “Saint Ji, that’s enough... What did he give you? Why are you helping him like this?”
The Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect remained expressionless as he said faintly, “He gave me spirit stones!”
“Huh?!” The manager was stunned by the response.
In the shadows, Wang Defa and the others watched the scene and nodded in satisfaction. These sword cultivators we hired with a few spirit stones are actually quite useful...
They continued to observe from the darkness. “Stop wasting time. Hurry up and return my principal. I’m busy!” Zhu Wuneng urged.
“Fellow Daoist Zhu, wasn’t it just because there were too many spirit stones that I forgot for a moment?” Manager Shen forced a smile as bright as a spring breeze. “By the way, Fellow Daoist Zhu, you’ve made so many spirit stones this time. How do you plan to spend them?”
Zhu Wuneng blinked. “I’ll buy pills to eat, spirit herbs to eat, and good food to eat...”
Everyone was left speechless by his answer. Is there nothing else in your head besides eating?
A flash of embarrassment crossed Manager Shen’s face, but he still produced another storage bag and handed it to Zhu Wuneng. “Fellow Daoist Zhu, here is your principal. You are more than welcome to spend your stones at our Wanbao Pavilion. We will give you the best discounts. We have all sorts of rare spirit fruits that are absolutely delicious...”
The manager had already realized that with this pig’s intelligence, he could easily coax him into spending all those spirit stones back at the Wanbao Pavilion. When that time came, heh heh…
“Okay!” Zhu Wuneng agreed. He reached out, took the storage bag, and handed it to the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect. “This is your commission...”
“What?”
“Commission?”
“A three million commission?”
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