Within the camps, having a realm and not having one were two entirely different things.
The Master Clans even treated the realms as private property, tacitly agreeing among themselves not to open them to outsiders. Of course, they hadn't managed to enforce that completely, but it showed just how important the realms were.
Lu Yin had only just arrived in the camps and hadn't even seen a realm, yet he already possessed one. This was exceedingly rare—perhaps even unprecedented.
Yun Ding spoke slowly. "He trusted me and was willing to bet alongside me. This is what he deserves." With that, he left.
Lu Yin watched Yun Ding's departing figure, at a loss for words.
Just like that, he owned a realm? Even if it was small.
Saint Qian sighed. "Chen, congratulations. You've encountered a proud being from the Luck Clan. Though it's only two sides of a realm, it gives you a foothold."
Lu Yin had Zhou Boss translate. "Quite a few people took part in the bet, right? I only won one side?"
Saint Yi said, "What, you wanted more?"
The being who had arrived later spoke for the first time. "In a Flowing Camps wager, you can only win as much as you stake. Even if there are many opponents, they can only pool together an area equal to your stake. You can't win more than that."
"But you never said how much I had to stake."
"With no stake, you could only win one side," the guide replied respectfully.
Lu Yin lamented, "What a shame. Ten thousand sides would've been great."
Everyone was speechless. Ten thousand sides? That would amount to an entire realm. Even the smallest realm was vastly different to possess. Even the Master Clans found it extremely difficult to own an entire realm. This