"Damn, you're so poor and you still want to manipulate the game?"
After Ling Xiao checked the storage bag he snatched from Yue Yang, he couldn't help but cursed.
Apart from a few hundred spirit stones and a contract, there was nothing else in the bag.
Ling Xiao took a look at the contents of the contract, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.
I thought that after reaching the sixth round, my worth would also rise, but I never thought that the amount given in this contract would actually be lower than when I met Nangong Zhu?
Ling Xiao suddenly had a bad guess, so he turned back to the gambling house.
Whenever the lottery is drawn, it is the busiest time in the gambling house, and today is no exception.
Ling Xiao stood quietly in the crowd, staring at the odds list, listening to the chatter of gamblers in his ears, and his eyes couldn't help but cast a haze.
"Ling Xiao meets Cai Mao!"
"It's a big showdown in the sixth round. I'm so unlucky."
"Two more rounds will determine the top 128. Whoever meets the strong one will be unlucky."
"It's just Ling Xiao who's unlucky, right? With Cai Mao's strength, it doesn't matter who his opponent is."
"Who wants to have an ancestor who is in the late Jindan stage? I heard that Cai Mao is the descendant that the ancestor values the most, and we are ready to pave the way for him before the deadline!"
"It seems that Cai Mao is bound to win the top spot in the Chengyun Competition?"
"..."
Listening to the buzzing discussion in his ears, even Ling Xiao himself felt terrible.
There is no doubt that his opponent Cai Mao is an extremely terrifying guy. Relying on his profound cultivation and the magical weapon given by the ancestor of Jindan, he killed many opponents in an instant and shined brightly in this year's Chengyun Competition. , is currently a strong candidate to win the No. 1 pick!
After squeezing out of the crowd, Ling Xiao couldn't help but rub his temples and let out a long sigh.
Why is my luck so bad?
First, he met Nangong Zhu, who was guided by Yuanying, and now he met Cai Mao, who had the support of the Jin Dan Patriarch?
After thinking wildly for a while, Ling Xiao returned to the inn to practice.
The bottleneck of the golden body relic is getting looser, and his physical cultivation may break through to the late stage of foundation building at any time, so he needs to hurry up.
Through practice, Ling Xiao's mentality became more peaceful.
Before participating in the Chengyun Competition, he was prepared to encounter any strong enemy. When he met Cai Mao, there was no need to blame it on bad luck.
The soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth. No matter how much the outside world didn't think highly of him, Ling Xiao still had confidence in himself.
The competition will be held two days later. Ling Xiao finishes his training, takes out the kitchen utensils, and cooks crocodile meat.
After the spirit beast meat is dried, it will lose some spiritual energy. Ling Xiao is reluctant to dry the crocodile meat, but there is no refrigerator in this place, and the meat rich in spiritual energy will deteriorate if left for a long time, so he can only eat it quickly.
Fortunately, Ling Xiao is at the critical moment of breakthrough, and the more spiritual energy, the better.
After ordering dozens of kilograms of meat, Ling Xiao burped happily before getting up and opening the door.
Outside the door, it was Yueyang.
"Oh, I kept you waiting, girl. I was practicing just now and didn't hear you knocking on the door."
Ling Xiao laughed and said.
Yue Yang bit her lower lip lightly and looked at Ling Xiao, feeling so angry!
This guy actually knocked himself unconscious in an alley. Fortunately, she woke up before anyone came. Otherwise, she, a beautiful woman, fainted on the ground in such a remote alley. Who knows what would have happened!
"Fellow Daoist, you should have seen the conditions given by the Bifu, right? For the sake of your life, I suggest you agree to our conditions. We in Tiancefu have a lot of contacts and can speak for you to prevent Cai Mao from participating in the competition. Dead hand nowadays.”
Yue Yang finished speaking in one breath, then stared at Ling Xiao.
She was disappointed.
Ling Xiao's expression remained unchanged, without any change.
"You just need to admit defeat within 3 minutes. That one has the highest odds. Don't you think the money is enough? We can add 10,000 spirit stones to you at our discretion. Business is about win-win, isn't it?" Yue Yang persuaded earnestly. , that expression reminded Ling Xiao of the personnel affairs back then.
We can give you an additional salary of 200 yuan at our discretion, and make the mere 200 yuan seem like a great gift.
Ling Xiao felt annoyed and moved his eyes away from Yueyang's slightly open chest and looked at her waist.
Yueyang suddenly became alert, leaned back slightly, and asked warily: "What do you want to do? I can tell you, I didn't bring any money!"
Ever since Ling Xiao snatched Nangong Zhu's storage bag, the entire Chengyun Competition has gone in a strange direction. The first goal of all contestants has changed from winning to grabbing the opponent's storage bag.
Some people really grabbed it, and some even gave up immediately after grabbing it, making their opponents hate it.
After this happened several times, all contestants no longer brought spiritual stones to the field to avoid losing their wives and troops.
Facing Ling Xiao, the instigator, and having just experienced a robbery, Yue Yang was certainly not stupid.
Ling Xiao looked away in disappointment.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, stop thinking nonsense. You only have one life, so why take risks? Isn't it better to just put the money in your pocket than to try to be a hero?" Yue Yang struck while the iron was hot and continued to persuade.
Before she finished speaking, she saw Ling Xiao slowly getting up and coming to her, looking down at her like a tiger looking down at its prey.
Yue Yang misunderstood Ling Xiao's aggressive gaze and thought he wanted to invade, so she rolled her eyes at him and said, "Why are you so anxious? You signed the contract, are you still afraid that I won't play with you?"
Ling Xiao has shown great prowess in the ring these days, and has already attracted the admiration of countless female cultivators, and Yue Yang is also itching for it.
She skillfully pulled somewhere on her body, and Luo Shang immediately slipped off, displaying her snow-white and delicate body in front of Ling Xiao without any reservation.
"Sign it, can I play the game of emperor and concubine with you?"
Yue Yang blinked and looked at Ling Xiao pitifully, as if she was really a down-and-out noble concubine who had met the right man.
Ling Xiao was extremely speechless!
Without even wanting to look at her body, Ling Xiao grabbed her shoulders and pushed her out of the door.
"You have found the wrong person. It is best to ask Cai Mao if he wants to admit defeat. This is my only advice."
After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he closed the door with a bang.
Then it opened again.
"Take your clothes and don't bother me anymore, my dear concubine!"
Ling Xiao put the clothes she had just taken off into her hands and closed the door again.
Yueyang held the clothes in her hands and froze at the door of Ling Xiao's room.
…
Two days were very short, as if they passed as soon as I closed my eyes and opened them again.
The sixth round of the Cloud Riding Competition is in full swing.
When Ling Xiao went out, he seemed to have encountered a ghost. All the people coming towards him subconsciously stepped aside for fear of blocking his way.
So he was able to attract people's attention and discussion without any hindrance.
"Hey, isn't this the great master Ling Xiao?"
When he was approaching the foot of the mountain, Ling Xiao met the first person standing in front of him. Just by hearing the strange voice, he remembered the other person's identity.
"Brother Fan, long time no see."
Ling Xiao looked at Sun Boyan and greeted him with a bright smile.
