Getting Acquainted, My Name Is Qin Yi
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The burly man they'd seen at the gambling den suddenly appeared in the arena, beaming with delight. "You want to gamble? Come on, come on, I'll be your witness, I guarantee it's fair!"
Qin Yi almost laughed.
The Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace is essentially a gathering place for eccentrics, not for scheming individuals. Those who were initially observing couldn't help but show up once their obsessions were involved, which was rather endearing.
This time, even the other bystanders couldn't stand it any longer and stepped forward to rebuke the burly man. "Lao Du, you're doing something wrong..."
The burly man spat, "Who was it that tried to come down just now after smelling the wine?"
A Red-Nosed Old Man nose, embarrassed, said, "I just didn't show myself, unlike you who's already come out!"
"That's because this lousy wine isn't enough to whet your appetite!"
While the two were arguing, Qin Yi looked around at the others.
There are Daoists and commoners, chefs dressed as chefs, and craftsmen... This Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace is a hodgepodge.
Putting everything else aside, what caught Qin Yi's attention the most was a young man.
Clad in white, carrying a long sword, he stood aloof on the edge of the cliff, his posture ramrod straight, his Sword Intent chilling. Could it be that the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace also possesses a way of the sword?
This kind of image would be better if it were a girl; it's so annoying to see a guy like this.
Because this is the image many people want to have... If he had a choice, Qin Yi would also like to have this image, known in the martial arts world as the Jade-Faced Divine Sword Little White Dragon or something like that... But what can he do when he's stuck with a stick? He doesn't even dare to think about what his future nickname will be...
Qin Yi was observing the people, Xi Xiangzi couldn't wait any longer and urged, "Well, Junior Brother Qin, are you willing to take this gamble?"
Qin Yi sighed, "You're from the Medical Sect, why are you gambling?"
If it were really a bet to fight, Qin Yi wouldn't be afraid of Xi Xiangzi at all. Xi Xiangzi's cultivation level is at most the fifth level of Qin Xin, while Qin Yi can fight Meng Qingying, who has reached the Heart of the Harp Perfection, to the death. They can even stop fighting each other, okay?
Do you really think all your opponents are Rogue Cultivator? Are the Myriad Phenomena Asura Sect inferior to your Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace?
Xi Xiangzi laughed and said, "Could it be that Junior Brother Qin is afraid?"
The burly man at the gambling den also said, "Stop being so hesitant! If you're a man, take a gamble!"
Qin Yi turned to the burly man. "This... Senior Brother Du, right? A bet is supposed to be fair, right? I bet on 'big,' one copper coin, you bet on 'small,' ten taels of gold. Is this bet even valid?"
The big man was somewhat embarrassed. Of course, this kind of bet was not valid... He also knew what Qin Yi was talking about. Compared to that Pill Furnace, those seeds were indeed not of equal value, and it was not a fair bet.
But he was so eager for this rare inter-sect gambling match that he grabbed Xi Xiangzi and said, "If you're going to gamble, bring more chips. You, a fifth-level Qin Xin cultivator, are you afraid of someone who's just entered the Qin Xin realm?"
With everyone watching, Xi Xiangzi couldn't save face, so he took out another flower. "Let's add this flower too. Those who know their stuff will understand."
There was really no one present who knew anything about medicinal herbs, and Qin Yi couldn't recognize their uses either, but his Sea of Consciousness was practically exploding with Liusu's shouts, "I want it! I want it!"
The burly man couldn't recognize the flower, so he asked Qin Yi, "What does Junior Brother Qin think?"
"Alright then," Qin Yi sighed. "It's a pity that I've already fought with a fellow disciple so soon after joining the sect. My reputation might not be so good in the future."
"Why fight?" the white-robed swordsman suddenly said. "We're both at the Heart of the Qin realm, already capable of solidifying our Law Power. A simple contest will tell; why fight to the death?"
The burly man surnamed Du glanced at him, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent, turning to ask, "What do you two have to say?"
Xi Xiangzi laughed and said, "Of course, this humble Daoist has no problem with that. We'll shake hands, without any aids. Whoever cries out in pain from the handshake loses, how about it?"
Qin Yi was speechless. "So this means that besides Law Power, physical strength also counts?"
Xi Xiangzi glanced at him, and seeing his delicate and slender appearance, her eyes flashed with disdain again. "Of course you count."
Qin Yi sighed, "Alright then. I hope Senior Brother, I'm afraid of getting hurt."
The burly man then produced a piece of paper and laughed, "This is our sect's Gambling Contract. This game has been recorded, and even those with cultivation levels exceeding mine cannot resist it. It is effective immediately."
A flash of light, and the Gambling Contract was finalized. Qin Yi was surprised to find himself bound to the agreement, the only thing he could do was shake hands with Xi Xiangzi.
It was obvious that Xi Xiangzi was doing the same thing, and he had already reached out his hand.
Qin Yi thought to himself that this Gambling Contract was quite interesting. It seemed to be able to take effect across realms. If used properly, it might be an invincible control technique. Unfortunately, the conditions were a bit difficult to meet.
Their hands quickly clasped together, and their Law Power began to manifest. At first glance, they appeared to be evenly matched.
Law Power is originally an ethereal form of Qi, and it has no power to harm enemies on its own. Apart from its effects on changing physical constitution and delaying aging, its main abilities lie in Object Manipulation, summoning, and transformation. This was the biggest difference between magic True Qi and martial arts true Qi that Qin Yi felt when he first started cultivating it.
When one reaches the Heart of the Harp Realm, Law Power can barely be used to directly injure others. This power is also relatively weak, but it is suitable for sparring among fellow disciples.
Seeing that the two were evenly matched, the burly man leaned closer to the white-robed swordsman and whispered, "You guys are too cunning. It's one thing for a fifth-level Law Power Junior Brother Qin's overconfidence. But putting Law Power aside, although Xi Xiangzi isn't Martial Cultivation, he's spent his entire life refining medicine, and he's probably soaked in countless body-strengthening pills. Just in terms of strength, I probably couldn't even hold his hand... Cultivation alone isn't enough to crush him; you have to resort to body-strengthening tricks, making them compete in grip strength?"
The white-robed swordsman said calmly, "Who knows if Junior Brother Qin has undergone body tempering? After all, we laymen can't tell about Martial Cultivation because we're from different systems."
This means he is not Sword Cultivator... but Qin Yi couldn't hear it at the moment.
The burly man said speechlessly, "He's only a few years old, yet he's mastered the Qin Xin (a type of Chinese stringed instrument) so well. He's already a genius, okay? How can he possibly practice Martial Cultivation on top of that? You guys are just ripping people off."
The white-robed swordsman chuckled, "Don't make it sound like your gambling den is truly fair. A mutually agreed-upon scam, isn't that your way of doing things?"
The burly man raised an eyebrow. "I didn't realize you knew my secrets."
The swordsman chuckled, "I just want to see how Ju Yunxiu will react to this scheme to steal treasure through a bet. If she doesn't make a scene, then we'll have something to talk about later."
The big man laughed too; wasn't he thinking the same thing?
Just as the two were talking in hushed tones and not paying attention to the handshake, a surprised exclamation suddenly rang out from the surrounding area.
The two quickly looked up and saw that Xi Xiangzi's face was purple, his veins were bulging, and large beads of sweat were pouring down his face. His face was contorted with pain, but he stubbornly held back from crying out.
Qin Yi asked with concern, "Senior Brother, what's wrong? Should I be gentler?"
Xi Xiangzi was in pain and ashamed. He lost all his strength and let out a miserable scream.
The onlookers couldn't bear to look and turned their heads away.
With that scream, the seeds and flowers that Xi Xiangzi had placed on the table flew up automatically and entered Qin Yi's ring.
Seeing Qin Yi's concerned and innocent expression, the white-clad swordsman and the burly man were dumbfounded.
Xi Xiangzi is at the fifth level of Qin Xin (a level of spiritual cultivation) and has undergone medicinal body tempering, yet he can't even hold his own against this handsome young man? Is his claim of being a beginner in Qin Xin fake?
Either he has a very strong concealment Cultivation Method to hide his true cultivation, or he really does practice martial arts, even more professionally Xi Xiangzi. Perhaps martial arts is his main combat power!
If you challenge him to a grip strength contest, that's where you'll truly hit him hard. He'll probably be laughing his head off inside, while maintaining an innocent expression on his face saying, "Senior Brother, be gentle..."
So who's really plotting against whom?
The burly man suddenly recalled Qin Yi's behavior at his gambling den, and realized with a smile that he should have joined your faction.
The swordsman twitched his cheek, stepped forward and bowed. "Nice to meet you. I am Zheng Yunyi."
Qin Yi grinned. "Let's get acquainted. My Qin Yi."
Yes, everyone here knows him. What the hell is this? A muscle man has appeared in the Zither, Chess, Calligraphy, Painting Sect, which is known for its music, calligraphy, and painting? A muscle man is one thing, but what about this scoundrel is he that resembles the elegance of music and the refinement of poetry?!
Did you worship the wrong sect?!