Upon the Seven-Colored Rainbow Bridge stood the Heavenly Spirit Sect's largest wager arena.
Quite a few cultivators of the Xuanxiang World had used it to "get rich overnight," leaping from obscure nobodies straight into the Nascent Soul stage, or even Spirit Transformation.
But even more had lost everything after getting carried away in the wagers of this arena, ultimately pawning off even their physical bodies and cultivation power.
Some had even wagered their souls, meeting an end from which there was no recovery through countless tribulations.
Even knowing the risks within were enormous, the "wager arena" remained one of the hottest attractions in the Heavenly Spirit Sect—even in the entire Xuanxiang World.
The commissions alone earned the Heavenly Spirit Sect a fortune every year!
Yet now, the wager arena, which usually operated around the clock without rest, had suspended all its functions and was being used solely as a venue.
Four contestants stood separately at the corners of the arena, watching one another warily.
Yet their gazes fell more often upon Zhao Ruohan.
After all, among those present, her aura was the weakest, and she was also the youngest.
Faced with the looks the other three cast her way from time to time, Zhao Ruohan's expression remained unchanged. She merely waved a hand, summoning those spirit-plant puppets shaped like hiltless flying swords.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Piercing shrieks rang through the air.
One spirit-plant puppet after another swept in from every direction like strands of silver-gray thread, landing upon the arena and gathering at her side as her guard.
In an instant, they covered over half the arena, their scarlet eyes fixed fiercely upon the other three contestants.
And this was only a small portion of them. If she released any more, she feared becoming the target of everyone's attacks.
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