The Battle Arena's profits had to first have all expenses deducted. This included not only the Battle Arena's own expenditures for this fight, but also the payouts it had to make.
For example, Fu Wei's five hundred thousand Dao Fish.
Although there had not been many cultivators betting on Lu Ye throughout the Battle Arena this time, the odds had been extremely high, so the Battle Arena had ultimately paid out a considerable amount of Dao Fish.
Only what remained after all expenditures had been deducted counted as the Battle Arena's earnings.
If its profits could reach fifty million Dao Fish, then in other words, the Dao Fish flowing into the Battle Arena's betting pool this time had numbered at least sixty or seventy million, perhaps even more.
And that was still under the premise of the Snow Plain turmoil.
Had there been no turmoil in the Snow Plain, even more cultivators would surely have flocked over at the scent of the news. The betting pool could easily have exceeded a hundred million.
Looking across the Battle Arena's history, it was rare indeed for a single battle to have such an enormous betting pool.
Gong Mao had played rather big this time. If Lu Ye had truly lost that deathmatch, the Dao Fish it would have had to pay out would absolutely have crippled the Battle Arena.
Within the Great Commander's Mansion of Yuan Xi City, Lu Ye was also quite excited.
He had truly never seen so many Dao Fish. He still remembered that after his first deathmatch with Missing Moon, the benefits he had received from the Battle Arena had amounted to only a little over a hundred thousand Dao Fish. Even so, they had helped him successfully advance to the Merging Dao Seventh Layer.
How long had