The middle-aged beautiful woman spoke, "Young Master Chen, you may not know, but a junior had already learned about our betting pool."
"He wanted to control the odds to make money, but it was discovered by the higher-ups."
"Therefore, the esteemed adults from above have canceled the odds for winning the first move."
"This..." Chen Jiuyang frowned slightly. This Sheng De had gone too far and was exposed.
He had originally planned to make a stable profit, but now it was a bit uncertain.
The people above were not fools.
However, Chen Jiuyang did not want to miss this opportunity.
Winning in two moves, winning in three moves...
Chen Jiuyang's brow furrowed. He couldn't be sure about this either.
Those who could compete for the position of the Thirty-Two Heavenly Dipper were likely elites, each with their own trump cards, unlike the random passersby he usually encountered, whom he could easily handle.
It was a bit difficult.
Immediately, his gaze fell on winning in zero moves, with odds of one to twenty.
Chen Jiuyang asked, "How does one win in zero moves?"
The middle-aged beautiful woman explained, "The adults from above said this is a special rate. It involves activating a qi shield, which is considered defense, not an attack. If one wins the opponent under such circumstances, it is a cause for celebration for our Sacred Dao. Therefore, this temporary rate of one to twenty has been introduced to replace the odds for winning in the first move."
Chen Jiuyang pondered for a long time, "Seven billion, I'll bet on myself to win the first match with twenty to one odds."
The middle-aged beautiful woman was stunned and asked with uncertainty, "Mr. Chen, are you sure?"
Chen Jiuyang hesitated for a moment, then nodded with difficulty, "I am sure."
The middle-aged beautiful woman was somewhat dumbfounded. The twenty to one odds were initially just for show, but she didn't expect anyone to actually place a bet.
After a moment of stunned silence, the middle-aged beautiful woman said, "Mr. Chen, please wait a moment, I'll make a call to the higher-ups."
Saying this, the middle-aged beautiful woman walked away, took out her phone, and asked, "Sir, Chen Jiuyang from the Chen family of Shu Mountain wants to bet seven billion at twenty to one odds. May I allow him to bet?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, followed by a cold laugh, "Well done, Chen family of Shu Mountain. Betting seven billion on himself to win in zero moves is truly arrogant. Does he think our Sacred Dao has no one among the younger generation!"
"Let him bet!"
"I'll make him lose as much as he has. I'll arrange for him to be the first one to appear, pitting him against our Sacred Dao's most elite prodigy!"
The middle-aged beautiful woman hung up the phone, returned to the betting counter, and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen, the higher-ups said you can bet seven billion at twenty to one odds."
Chen Jiuyang handed over his identity token, "Then please submit the order for me."
Chen Jiuyang suddenly felt expectant, yet also a little nervous and unsure.
Seven billion, with odds of twenty to one, if he won just one match, he could get one hundred and forty billion Dragon Country currency. In such a short time, would he still have to worry about cultivation resources?
Thinking of this, Chen Jiuyang's heart burned with excitement.
There were still two to three hundred people scattered around the venue. These were the elites and geniuses of the younger generation of the Demonic Dao lineage.
As Chen Jiuyang was waiting for the match, the news that he had bet on himself at twenty to one odds somehow spread. The people present looked at him with killing intent in their eyes.
How arrogant the Chen family of Shu Mountain is, truly blinded by greed!
Even some of those watching the Earth Realm Grandmaster matches heard the news and came to the spectator stands with great interest.
In the spectator stands, important figures were gathered, each with an extraordinary aura. A middle-aged fat man, with a beautiful woman in his arms, chuckled, "This kid from the Chen family of Shu Mountain actually bet seven billion at twenty to one odds, wanting to win one hundred and forty billion from our Sacred Dao with a zero-move victory against our Sacred Dao prodigy. Esteemed friends, do you think this child is arrogant?"
One hundred and forty billion was not a small amount of money for the entire Demonic Dao, but Chen Jiuyang's attitude greatly displeased them.
Does Chen Jiuyang treat this place as Shu Mountain? Damn it, this is the Demonic Cult, and we, the Sacred Dao, are the hosts. How can we tolerate a righteous person like you being so arrogant and overbearing here!
A person wearing a black robe, with only a pair of sinister eyes exposed, spoke, "Truly arrogant. He deserves to be suppressed and slaughtered!"
An old woman leaning on a white bone crutch looked at Elder Han and said, "Elder Han, I recall that Chen Jiuyang of Shu Mountain was recommended by your Han family to participate in our Sacred Dao's True Demon lineage's Saintess Companion selection competition?"
"That's correct," Elder Han replied expressionlessly. "He is an elite genius discovered by our Saintess outside. Do any of you have any objections?"
The middle-aged fat man chuckled, "No objections. It's just that this elite genius discovered by Saintess Han will probably die tragically on the arena later."
"This kid is so arrogant, I've already arranged for Lu Jiaren to face him in the first match."
Elder Han's expression changed slightly, "Lu Jiaren, the Saint Son of the Killing Demon lineage?"
The thirty-six sects and seventy-two factions of the Demonic Dao were spread throughout the Dragon Country and were collectively known as the Demonic Dao. Within the Demonic Dao, a sect or faction was referred to as a major lineage. For example, within the True Demon Cult, there were nine lineage clans, which were called minor lineages.
The Killing Demon lineage that Elder Han mentioned was the Saint Son of the Killing Demon Cult.
Among the one hundred and eight major lineages of the Demonic Dao, the Killing Demon lineage had the heaviest killing intent and was the least favored. For instance, the positions of Saint Son and Saintess in their True Demon Cult were rotated, while the Saint Son and Saintess of the Killing Demon Cult were all murderers. Only those with the fiercest killing intent could ascend to the positions of Saint Son and Saintess.
Last year, Lu Jiaren of the Killing Demon Cult, in his frenzied killing spree, had killed the Saintess of a fellow cult, resulting in the position of Saintess of the Killing Demon Cult being vacant, with no one daring to occupy it.
Lu Jiaren's reputation was known to everyone in the Demonic Dao lineage.
Granny Grey whispered into Elder Han's ear, "Elder, should we ask Young Master Chen to change his mind?"
As Elder Han hesitated.
"Clang!"
A gong sounded.
"The competition has begun." The middle-aged fat man sneered, "Let this Chen family of Shu Mountain know that our Sacred Dao's money is not so easily earned."
On the arena, Chen Jiuyang and Lu Jiaren leaped onto the fighting stage.
The referee held a tablet to verify their identities, while the people below the arena roared:
"Lu Jiaren, kill this son of a bitch!"
"Chop off his head later and smash it into pieces!"
"This Chen family of Shu Mountain is so arrogant, kill this bastard!"
Chen Jiuyang looked at Lu Jiaren. This person held a white bone staff, and just standing opposite him, one could feel the terrifying Yin energy and malevolent aura emanating from Lu Jiaren. This person had killed many, and had even refined the lingering Yin souls of the deceased into his own combat resources.
The Medical Immortal's inheritance described Lu Jiaren's condition.
Lu Jiaren's eyes were bloodshot, his expression ferocious, like a demonic ghost, sending a chill down one's spine.
After the referee finished verifying, he did not stand by the edge of the arena, showing some apprehension towards Lu Jiaren. Instead, he jumped off the fighting stage and then shouted, "Begin!"
As the sound fell.
"Wuwu wuwu!"
Lu Jiaren's sinister, cold, and terrifying True Qi erupted, condensing into a bloody hand and striking towards Chen Jiuyang, his eyes filled with killing intent and madness, "You bastard from Shu Mountain, die for me!"