Overwhelming All Around

Bai Daoxiang's expression changed on the spot. Daring to take out his own sword and so decisively bet on Chen Fei to win—had he been slashed by Chen Fei too?

Only those who had personally experienced Chen Fei's strength could understand just how monstrous it was. It simply was not a level an Early Stage Aperture Refining Realm cultivator should possess.

"You're late. This is a small business; I'm not taking bets that large." As Bai Daoxiang spoke, he rose to his feet and walked elsewhere.

The betting pool had only taken wagers from a dozen or so people. If Nie Zhiyang bet on Chen Fei winning, Bai Daoxiang would be bankrupted paying out.

"Don't leave. Let's run the book together!"

Nie Zhiyang's voice sounded by Bai Daoxiang's ear. Bai Daoxiang's steps paused, and in that instant, he became certain that Nie Zhiyang had definitely been beaten by Chen Fei. Otherwise, he would not be so resolute.

At that thought, Bai Daoxiang could not help looking back at Nie Zhiyang. Getting violently beaten by the same man—perhaps that counted as fate.

"Then we'll run the book together? Split it fifty-fifty?" Bai Daoxiang transmitted. Though he would have to share the profits, if they took over the business from most of the surrounding Aperture Refining Realm cultivators, the gains would still be considerable.

"Fifty-fifty!" Nie Zhiyang nodded with a smile, and the agreement was reached.

The two sat cross-legged on the ground, just about to call out for bets, when they spotted Feng Xiupu walking over. Bai Daoxiang and Nie Zhiyang exchanged a glance, and a bad feeling immediately rose within them.

"I'll bet fifty primeval stones on my disciple. Just showing my support—no problem, right?" Feng Xiupu asked with a beaming smile.

"Close the book, close the book!" Bai Daoxiang