Yu Xiaogang Falls to Zero Spirit Power

"Vice Sect Master, everyone followed your advice to place bets this time, but we lost everything."

"Do you intend to give everyone an explanation for this?"

Yu Luomian had just left the main hall.

He was immediately surrounded by a number of disciples.

As soon as Yu Luomian heard this, he instantly flew into a rage.

"Get lost, all of you!"

Yu Luomian waved his hand.

Violent lightning power surged wildly in all directions.

"You come looking for an explanation from me only when you lose."

"If you had won, would you have shared a portion of your winnings with me?"

"Winning and losing are personal choices."

"If you can't afford to lose, then don't touch these things."

"Wanting the benefits without wanting to bear the risks—where in this world is there such a good deal?"

"Cowards who can't even handle a loss are not worthy of being part of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Yu Luomian lectured the crowd without a shred of mercy.

His mood was already poor to begin with.

Now, this group of people had come to provoke him.

Yu Luomian naturally vented all the pent-up anger in his heart onto them.

In an instant...

The surrounding soul masters who had been demanding an explanation were all struck dumb.

No one dared to continue angering Yu Luomian at this moment.

Under normal circumstances, these people would never dare to challenge the authority of the sect's high-ranking officials.

If they hadn't been driven desperate by their losses, they wouldn't have banded together to corner an elder.

As everyone knows, a gambler is capable of anything.

"Get out of my sight!"

Yu Luomian struck out with a dragon claw.

The crowd scattered immediately; no one dared to ask for an explanation again.

They had no doubt that if they continued to provoke Yu Luomian, this Vice Sect Master would absolutely kill them to make an example of them.

After this incident, the unrest in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was settled.

But Yu Luomian had left a bad impression on many people.

Even if what Yu Luomian said made perfect sense.

Not being able to afford to lose is still not being able to afford to lose...

Everyone had suffered such heavy losses; how could they let it slide so lightly just because of a few words from Yu Luomian?

Clear Sky Sect!

Tang Xiao and the five great elders looked as sour as bitter melons.

Although the Clear Sky Sect did not have large-scale betting among its disciples like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The Clear Sky Sect had suffered a real, tangible loss of a soul bone.

Originally, they had hoped to accumulate more resources for the sect.

But now, they had all become sinners of the sect.

They had thrown away a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone.

"I misjudged the situation."

Tang Xiao sighed, taking the initiative to shoulder the blame.

He had never expected that the final outcome would be a victory for Qian Xunji.

At first, he hadn't even taken Qian Xunji seriously.

Tang Hao had been able to beat Qian Xunji to death shortly after entering the Title Douluo realm.

Who could have imagined that Qian Xunji would use the power of a divine artifact on the arena to directly crush Zhongli Wu?

That was truly underhanded beyond measure.

"I will do my best to compensate for the sect's losses."

"If I hunt down a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone in the future, I will definitely hand it over to the sect as compensation."

Tang Xiao displayed the sense of responsibility expected of a Sect Master.

He had no bloodline to pass down anyway.

Even if he took the initiative to shoulder the losses, Tang Xiao did not care.

Everything was for the sake of the sect.

Tang Xiao did not concern himself with such petty calculations.

As long as it benefited the Clear Sky Sect, what did it matter if he suffered a little?

"Hmm!"

"Sect Master, you need not blame yourself so much!"

"This wager was the result of everyone's collective discussion."

"It is not your fault alone."

Seeing Tang Xiao take the initiative to shoulder the losses, the Second Elder spoke up to console him.

The loss of a single spirit bone was not the greatest trouble for the Clear Sky Sect.

The matter they needed to concern themselves with most right now was the Martial Soul Hall.

First, Qian Daoliu became a god, and now, Qian Xunji had been resurrected.

The strength of the Martial Soul Hall had grown to an insurmountable level.

Even if the missing Tang Chen were to return, he would likely be unable to contend with the Martial Soul Hall of today.

No matter how strong Tang Chen was, he could not be stronger than a deity.

Moreover, when Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen had clashed in the past, Qian Daoliu had only lost by a narrow margin.

Compared to the current Qian Daoliu, Tang Chen was no longer in the same league.

Where should the Clear Sky Sect go from here?

That was the matter they needed to consider most.

"Is there any news on Tang San?"

"If our Clear Sky Sect wants to break this deadlock and avoid being suppressed by the Martial Soul Hall, we must join forces with Tang San."

"Tang San is the chosen one recorded in history to destroy the Martial Soul Hall."

"This person is vital to the Clear Sky Sect."

The Second Elder's tone carried an unprecedented gravity.

He had witnessed the Clear Sky Sect at its most glorious.

He was unwilling to see the dignified number one sect in the world fall to such a state.

Furthermore, the Second Elder knew that the Martial Soul Hall was ambitious.

Sooner or later, they would strike at the sect in order to unify the continent.

At the mention of Tang San, Tang Xiao shook his head helplessly.

The entire network of connections the Clear Sky Sect could mobilize had already been activated.

Yet, they still knew nothing about who Tang San was.

In order to complete the mission entrusted to her by the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Yuehua had even mobilized all her contacts to inquire.

But to this day, there was still no news.

"Sigh..."

"I hope we can make contact with Tang San before the Martial Soul Hall strikes at the Clear Sky Sect."

The Second Elder did not know that the Tang San they pinned their high hopes on was the son of Tang Hao.

Nor did he know that the current Tang San was facing a dilemma of his own.

"No!"

"How could it be like this!"

"I had calculated everything!"

"How could Qian Xunji win!"

"I am not reconciled... I am not reconciled..."

Tang San watched helplessly as Yu Xiaogang wailed.

In order to defy the heavens and change his fate, Yu Xiaogang had wagered all of his level 29 spirit power.

But now that he had lost, Yu Xiaogang had instantly become a waste with zero spirit power.

This was something Yu Xiaogang simply could not accept.

Even a child who had just awakened their spirit would be stronger than Yu Xiaogang is right now.

"Gangzi, you are just too greedy!"

"You weren't satisfied with 29th-rank spirit power, you just had to go and gamble."

"Look at you now, back to square one in an instant!"

Tang San muttered to himself in his heart.

He had a bad feeling from the very beginning.

He felt that betting on Zhongli Wu was wrong.

If it hadn't been for Yu Xiaogang's constant nagging, Tang San wouldn't have even wagered a single level of spirit power.

Back then, Yu Xiaogang had called him short-sighted.

It was a good thing Tang San hadn't completely bought into Yu Xiaogang's nonsense.

Otherwise, he would be the one wailing and crying for his mother right now.

"Teacher, don't be sad."

"A momentary lapse in judgment is nothing."

"With your wisdom, you will surely make up for it next time."

Tang San comforted him, lying through his teeth.

As his intelligence grew, Tang San had already seen exactly how much Yu Xiaogang was worth.

If he hadn't been so young and easily fooled by Yu Xiaogang's words back then, Tang San would never have agreed to become his apprentice, even if it killed him.

"San, you're right."

"I still have a chance to turn things around."

Yu Xiaogang pulled himself together.

A mere 29th-rank spirit power was nothing.

With his talent, at worst, he would just have to cultivate bitterly for a few more decades to return to being a Soul Grand Master.

Furthermore, as long as Yu Xiaogang won his next bet, this current loss wouldn't amount to much at all.

Yu Xiaogang had already made up his mind: next time, he would bet Luo Sanpao.