Old Freak Qiong knew he was bound to lose. Although the Covering Moon Sect had the most disciples emerge alive, they had gathered almost no spirit herbs.
So, rather than embarrass himself when the disciples' spirit herbs were inspected, he simply admitted defeat, tossed down his stakes, and left.
Seeing that the three Talisman Treasures were about to fall into Li Huayuan's hands, Fuyunzi of the Qingxu Sect immediately stepped forward to snatch them.
But Li Huayuan reacted faster, grabbing all three Talisman Treasures before looking at him with a grin.
"Fellow Daoist Fuyunzi, don't be so impatient. Let's have our disciples display the spirit herbs they gathered and decide the winner before discussing how to divide the stakes. Surely you can trust me that much?"
Fuyunzi snorted. He could only nod in agreement, then turned an anxious gaze toward his disciples.
This time, only two elite disciples and four ordinary disciples from the Qingxu Sect had emerged, slightly fewer than the Yellow Maple Valley's survivors.
At a signal from their elder, Fuyunzi, the six immediately displayed their harvests, eventually piling everything together.
"Three hundred-year-old blood orchids, two three-hundred-year-old Heavenly Spirit Fruits, and three four-hundred-year-old jade marrow mushrooms."
The Daoist laid the eight medicinal herbs on the ground, one after another.
Compared with previous harvests, the amount was pitifully small. But this time, an inexplicable demonic beast rampage had occurred, and the Qingxu Sect was not the only sect affected.
Hadn't sects like the Heavenly Gate Fort and the Giant Sword Sect failed to bring back even a single elite disciple?
As a result, those sects had no interest whatsoever in the wager between the Yellow Maple Valley and the Qingxu Sect. They all left with stony faces.
On the Yellow Maple Valley's side, the surviving disciples began taking out