He was afraid.
Honestly, Chen Zhuo was genuinely afraid.
Just don't take half my World-Breaking Pearl.
Of course, it probably wasn't that outrageous.
After all, rather than a talisman, it was more like a blank certificate. Its power came chiefly from the Immortal Estate's authority, not from the talisman itself.
Chen Zhuo was certain it would be useless against a Spirit Transformation Divine Lord, and probably against a Nascent Soul True Lord or Golden Core True Person too. At most, it could scare Foundation Establishment and Qi Refinement cultivators.
Otherwise, why bring it out at a tournament like this?
If it really worked, Chen Zhuo would spend every day staking out the entrance to the Zhongtian Domain Immortal Estate office building for Nascent Soul True Lords if he were her.
Clinging to a shred of unrealistic hope, Chen Zhuo asked, "Then since I owe 120,000 Spirit Coins, would she have to share our marital debt and take on 60,000?"
"Dream on, man. No way. She only splits the cash in your bank account!"
Sijing reassured him, "But don't worry. She's probably after those rich guys. We're broke, so she likely won't bother with us."
True!
Chen Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.
She could only take 5,000 Spirit Coins from him anyway.
Not too bad.
Why rob him when those rich guys had so many more Spirit Coins?
Never thought I'd live to thank myself for being poor...
Then Sijing turned to gossip, explaining what had happened to Qi Panqiu's ancestors for her to end up at a Junior College.
The story was simple. One of Qi Panqiu's ancestors had been a Nascent Soul True Lord and Deputy Domain Lord—a formidable figure. After advancing to Nascent Soul, he had hounded a Golden Core True Person who had competed with him