Dual Saint Sons, the Wager!

Deathly silence!

The scene sank into a long silence.

Everyone looked at one another, never expecting Chen Xuan to suddenly pull such a move to prove his innocence.

Many male disciples wanted to speak up for Liu Ruyan and offer a few rebuttals.

But!

They could not!

Because Chen Xuan's counterattack was flawless—an absolute killing blow!!!

Most importantly, prestigious orthodox sects cared deeply about their reputation and could not tolerate a speck of sand in their eyes!

After doing such a thing, Liu Ruyan would find that not even an Outer Disciple would marry her, because it ran contrary to the sect's principles!

Moreover, she would certainly be expelled from the sect... otherwise, it would be an insult to the name of the Vast Sword Sect!

"Even if I wronged you, does that mean you, Chen Xuan, did nothing wrong?..."

Liu Ruyan clenched her pearly teeth, still straining her voice to make unreasonable arguments.

"I was wrong! My greatest mistake was failing to see your venomous, vicious heart—your despicable shamelessness!" Chen Xuan replied coldly.

"Damn it!..."

Humiliated and enraged, Liu Ruyan summoned a Five-Colored Silk treasure and rode it swiftly into the air.

Chen Xuan stood tall, his heart incomparably satisfied!

This kind of cheap woman deserved to be put in her place!

Today, she ought to be expelled from the Vast Sword Sect, her name as a poisonous woman known to all, right?

Then Ji Yaoyue spoke softly. "Disciple, I wronged you over the Virginity Mark! Now... you should announce the promise you made yesterday..."

A smile rested in her eyes and brows, gentle and expectant!

Yet Chen Xuan gave a cold laugh!

He declared resolutely, "Master, I have changed my mind. I am unwilling to relinquish the Saint Son Position! Nor am I willing to give away the Haotian Sword and the Panlong Treasure Ring!"

"Insolence!"

Ji Yaoyue flew into a rage, releasing her Nascent Soul Pressure.

"Pfft!..."

Chen Xuan could not help coughing up a mouthful of blood, his body swaying as though he might fall.

The disappointment in his heart deepened further!

For Ji Wushuang, she was now going to attack him too?

Ji Yaoyue raised a delicate brow and shouted coldly, "Wicked disciple! Since you, as the senior brother, have become crippled, should you not do everything in your power to assist your junior brother? You refuse to make even such a small sacrifice?"

"Have you not taken in a single word of the self-sacrifice for righteousness that I usually taught you?"

The scene erupted into an uproar of discussion.

Ji Wushuang hurriedly stepped forward and said passionately, "Master, please do not be angry! Wushuang does not wish to fight Eldest Senior Brother for the Saint Son Position, and I do not want his treasures either!"

At this moment, Elder Qingxu at the side spoke with righteous solemnity. "Wushuang, this concerns the great matter of Mu Yun Sanxian accepting a disciple. You have no right to refuse!"

"Only by standing out among all the Saint Sons and obtaining inheritance and fortune can our Vast Sword Sect continue leading the righteous path and stand supreme above all!"

"Chen Xuan has indeed rendered great service to the sect, but he has already become a cripple. If he attends the Disciple Recruitment Ceremony as a Saint Son, he will only make our Vast Sword Sect the laughingstock of others!"

Everyone nodded in agreement with this reasoning.

"Ah!..."

Ji Wushuang stomped his foot and sighed deeply, a troubled expression on his face.

"Junior Brother, none but you deserve the Saint Son Position! Those two treasures can only gather dust like pearls cast into darkness in Chen Xuan's hands; none but you deserve them!"

"That is right! If Chen Xuan has even a shred of conscience left, he must do this! Everything is for the sect's glory!"

"Chen Xuan is now nothing more than a mud pig and lazy dog. How is he worthy of being compared to Junior Brother?..."

The four senior sisters all spoke up. Each treated Ji Wushuang with tenderness, practically wishing they could throw themselves at him.

Yet when they mentioned Chen Xuan, their tones turned sharp and caustic, their contempt plain for all to see!

Dai Tao and the others gloated, wearing the expressions of people watching a good show.

Ji Yaoyue's face was frosty as she said icily, "Chen Xuan, I will ask you one last time!!! Are you willing to give up the Saint Son Position?"

"No!"

Chen Xuan answered without the slightest hesitation, spitting out the two words with absolute firmness.

"Wicked disciple! You are utterly stubborn and incorrigible!..."

Ji Yaoyue berated him furiously, unable to conceal the anger in her eyes.

Then, forcing down her rage, she said, "Chen Xuan, you are my most sensible disciple, the one I have always been proudest of! I hope that you can uphold the heart of Kindling Transmission and place all your hopes upon your junior brother... can you?"

Anyone could see that Ji Yaoyue's emotions had reached the brink of explosive fury.

Yet Chen Xuan still shook his head without hesitation.

His attitude was resolute!

He was too disappointed in Ji Yaoyue. Even if his blood splashed across the ground and he died here today, he would not be swayed by her moral coercion.

Ji Yaoyue trembled with fury and angrily ordered, "Chen Xuan, this Sect Master will give you one more chance to choose... kneel! Yield the Saint Son Position to Wushuang!"

"Buzz..."

As she spoke, she secretly used a method to bind Chen Xuan and force him to kneel.

But what Ji Yaoyue had not expected was that a mysterious force emerged in a strange and sinister fashion, blocking her hidden technique...

Could it be that this boy still possesses some extraordinary treasure?

Ji Yaoyue's eyes flickered, unaware that in a dark place in the distance, a phantom figure was sneering disdainfully.

He was the Shadow sent by Mu Yun Sanxian, tasked with secretly protecting Chen Xuan.

At that moment, a vast and boundless aura descended, prompting everyone to kneel in worship.

Li Yinglian, the Sect Master of the Vast Sword Sect, had arrived!

He radiated majesty without anger. His green robes billowed fiercely, and seemingly endless righteous energy swirled around him.

"Sect Master..."

Elder Qingxu cupped his hands and swiftly recounted everything that had just happened.

Li Yinglian's expression visibly darkened.

Finally, he flicked his sleeve and said, "Enough! Chen Xuan, since you value the empty title of Saint Son so much, then keep it! I now announce that the Vast Sword Sect shall henceforth establish the Dual Saint Son Position! Ji Wushuang shall be the newly appointed Saint Son... the ceremony will be held at Jade Maiden Peak seven days from now!"

The entire audience was shocked!

Soon afterward, quite a few people began mocking Chen Xuan, believing he was stupid beyond belief!

You were a cripple, yet you still clung to your former honor and refused to let go. What for?

What lucky break could you possibly encounter at Mu Yun Sanxian's Disciple Recruitment Ceremony? You would only bring shame upon the Vast Sword Sect!

The mocking words of the four senior sisters were especially venomous!

Chen Xuan remained silent, his eyes filled with disappointment and icy coldness.

"Chen Xuan, you have disappointed me greatly! You... take care of yourself!"

Ji Yaoyue spoke, her tone frigid!

Elder Qingxu and the others also shook their heads, looking at Chen Xuan as though he were an idiot...

"Ah!..."

Ji Wushuang sighed in disappointment and said in a sympathetic tone, "Eldest Senior Brother, you are foolish! He who wishes to wear the crown must bear its weight! You cannot even defeat a Servant Disciple, yet you insist on wearing the crown. You will only bring humiliation upon yourself!"

"You can still change your mind now... If you truly go to the Disciple Recruitment Ceremony, you will surely become a colossal laughingstock and the sect's greatest disgrace!"

Ji Wushuang's righteous advice made the sect disciples who had yet to leave raise their thumbs in praise.

But!

To everyone's surprise, Chen Xuan instead asked, "Who said I am destined to become a laughingstock at the Disciple Recruitment Ceremony? What if Mu Yun Sanxian chooses to take me, Chen Xuan, as his disciple?"

In ten days, his dantian would recover, and he could cultivate the "Nine Yang True Dragon Art" using the True Dragon Heart...

Chen Xuan was completely certain that once he revealed his true talent, Mu Yun Sanxian would scramble to accept him as a disciple!

Ji Yaoyue smiled disdainfully and mocked him with contempt. "The ravings of a fool—stupid beyond saving!"

Those eight words thoroughly enraged Chen Xuan.

He clenched his fists and shouted each word slowly and clearly, "Master, how about we make a wager based on the results of the Disciple Recruitment Ceremony?"

"If I lose, I will hand over the Saint Son Position, the Haotian Sword, and the Panlong Treasure Ring—all of it! If I win, you will lead everyone from Jade Maiden Peak in publicly apologizing to me and return the many treasures I gave away! Do you dare to wager?"

The scene erupted into an uproar.

Had Chen Xuan gone mad?

He actually proposed such a crazy wager?

He was simply bringing humiliation upon himself!

Ji Yaoyue narrowed her beautiful eyes, fury surging in her heart!

This wicked disciple Chen Xuan actually dared to confront her, his master, in such a manner!

It was utterly disrespectful!

But... he was destined to lose in a complete rout! Because Wushuang was destined to be chosen by Mu Yun Sanxian at a single glance!!!

Thus, Ji Yaoyue flicked her sleeve and angrily rebuked him on the spot, "Wretch! Since you are so crazed and relentlessly aggressive, I have no choice but to accept this wager..."