Chapter 131 The Bet
Tang Wu's seemingly flashy and confusing tactical movements were actually presenting Han Zheyue with two choices.
The first choice was for Mount Qingyu to yield a peak to the Tailuo Sect, thereby concluding the Dragon Spring Meet!
If Han Zheyue chose this option, then naturally everything would be fine for everyone, but if Han Zheyue did not accept this gesture, then the second choice would come into play.
The Mount Qingyu disciples, who had gathered earlier, would immediately attack the peaks held by the Tailuo Sect. With that hunting team involved, even if they could not take the peak, they would definitely cause the Tailuo Sect to suffer losses.
With more than ten days left until the end of the Dragon Spring Meet, as long as they had that invincible hunting team, Mount Qingyu could always maintain the initiative.
With two choices laid before him, if Han Zheyue had any sense left, he would know which to pick.
In the end, Han Zheyue did not persist stubbornly and dispatched several cultivators to occupy the unclaimed peak.
Do not underestimate the significance of a single peak, having one more or one less makes a difference. If Mount Qingyu gains another peak, that's a total domination of fifty percent. Losing one would reduce their hold to just over forty percent...
Such an outcome, once made public, would also save some face for the Tailuo Sect.
It was not until this moment that Qin Wanli finally understood the intricacies involved, immediately feeling a shiver down his spine. These two sly old foxes were matching wits in such a battle of stratagems, and he realized he had indeed been too naïve...
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Since they had reached a consensus, there was no need to waste more time; soon, the three people announced the end of this Dragon Spring Meet.
Once the news spread, the disciples from the three families felt various emotions; for Mount Qingyu, the experience of this Dragon Spring Meet was like a roller coaster.
Initially, they were no match, losing peaks continuously, but in the end, under Senior Brother Tang Wu's varied strategic arrangements, they turned the situation around, not only suppressing the Tailuo Sect and the Qin family in the fight but also achieving greater military feats than in any previous encounter.
With these achievements, Tang Wu's status within Mount Qingyu was bound to skyrocket. Provided he did not make any major mistakes, a high-level position was just a matter of time.
Lu Ye, who was meditating in his tent, also received the news from Xie Jin, silently praising the high efficiency of Mount Qingyu. Xie Jin had only told him that morning that the Dragon Spring Meet would likely end soon, and by afternoon, this news was confirmed.
Although the Dragon Spring Meet was over, entering the Dragon Spring to temper their physiques would have to wait for another day since Mount Qingyu needed to arrange the names of those entering. Moreover, disciples from other factions waiting at Mount Qingyu's base also had to travel here, which would take some time.
Lu Ye decided not to concern himself with the bustling activity outside and focused on cultivating in his tent.
The excitement of others is ultimately theirs alone; cultivation is what truly belongs to oneself.
The next day at dawn, Xie Jin came to find Lu Ye, informing him that the list of those entering the Dragon Spring had been finalized. Their entire squad was on the list, and they were to head to the Central Peak immediately to gather and wait for entry.
A moment later, the group of five, led by Xie Jin, rode towards the direction of the Central Peak, traversing mountains and valleys.
Unlike their previous mission-oriented demeanor, the team was now full of laughter and chatter. Tao Tiangang, still recovering from severe injuries, laughed so hard that he aggravated his wounds, wincing in pain for a long while...
The speed of those with mounts was quite fast. Within just half a day, the five of them arrived at the Central Peak, scaled its top, and an ancient hall immediately came into view.
This hall must have been old, as the Dragon Spring Meet had started a hundred years ago.
There were already many Mount Qingyu disciples waiting outside the hall. Upon seeing Xie Jin and the others arrive, they warmly greeted them, to which Xie Jin nodded in reply.
Upon reaching the front of the hall, the five dismounted their steeds.
Xie Jin led everyone to the front of the hall and clasped his fist, "Senior Brother, everyone is here."
"Come in!" a robust voice called from inside.
Xie Jin then led Lu Ye and the others into the hall.
As he entered the hall, Lu Ye immediately saw the Shadow Moon Disc placed at the center, but before he could take a closer look, he felt a very sharp gaze fixed on him.
Lu Ye looked up and met the eyes of a woman. This woman was very seductive. Even though she looked at him with murderous intent, she exuded a strange allure.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
This must be that Level 9 from the Tailuo Sect! Lu Ye thought, immediately going on guard and quietly summoning his spirit force.
Although he knew he was no match for a Level 9, if she attacked him, he would not just wait to be killed.
Why had Tang Wu called them here? Was it to provoke hostility? Lu Ye frowned slightly. In the past few days, a number of Tailuo Sect cultivators had died at his hands, and in the last battle, it was their hunting team that foiled all of Han Zheyue's arrangements. It would not be an exaggeration to say this woman wished she could hack Lu Ye and his team into a thousand pieces.
With Mount Qingyu victorious, bringing them here now to provoke others was quite unwise.
"Don't glare so hard. It might scare the children," Tang Wu said lightly, maintaining a calm exterior but inwardly feeling pleased. He then turned to Lu Ye, "Show your battlefield marking."
Not knowing what he intended, Lu Ye still raised his hand and activated his battlefield marking, causing a pale blue light to emerge on the back of his hand.
"That's fine," Tang Wu nodded.
Xie Jin then led everyone out.
Inside the grand hall, Tang Wu said, "You saw it with your own eyes this time, didn't you?"
"What?" Han Zheyue glared at Lu Ye's retreating figure, temporarily lost in thought before suddenly realizing, and angrily cursed, "You bastard!"
Tang Wu had asked her for the bet several times, and she had always evaded by claiming she hadn't seen it with her own eyes. But now, Lu Ye had revealed the glow of the battlefield marking in front of her, leaving no room for her to create further trouble.
"Heaven's Augury bears witness, a bet must be honored!" Tang Wu extended his hand towards her.
Han Zheyue was fuming, but under the surge of Heaven's Augury, she, though reluctant, had no choice but to swipe her hand over her own battlefield marking. A streak of red light flew towards Tang Wu as she gritted her teeth and cursed, "Hope you choke on it!"
Two hundred merits! Heartache almost convulsed Han Zheyue.
"Heh..." Tang Wu collected the red light, his face disdainful, then turned to Qin Wanli, "And you!"
Qin Wanli was stunned, "Me? What does this have to do with me? I'm just here to watch the excitement."
"Less nonsense. Twenty merit points, not one less, or I'll twist your head off!" Tang Wu growled fiercely, not nearly as polite with Qin Wanli.
Qin Wanli chuckled bitterly, recalling that initially when Han Zheyue made the bet on which faction the young man belonged to, he indeed placed a bet of twenty merit points, but he was betting with Han Zheyue, not Tang Wu. It was totally unreasonable for Tang Wu to come after him for the bet now.
Sighing, Qin Wanli also swiped over his battlefield marking, a red light flying towards Tang Wu, thinking it better to lose some wealth than cause disaster. Although both were in the Level 9 realm, he really couldn't afford to provoke these two.
The people from Mount Qingyu had all arrived, as they were already gathered at Hundred Peaks Mountain, and it was quick to muster them once the quota was confirmed.
Less than two hours later, a large group of cultivators thunderously ran up from the base of the mountain.
Each of these cultivators had a mount, and each mount looked extraordinarily fine. Not only that, their attire was undoubtedly more splendid.
Seeing this, Lu Ye immediately realized that these people must be cultivators from sects friendly with Mount Qingyu. They had already been waiting at Mount Qingyu's base since the beginning of the Dragon Spring Meet. Now that the meet was over and the Dragon Spring was about to open, they had gathered here.
This group was quite large, about thirty to forty people.
The mounts thundered by, their formidable presence filling many of the Mount Qingyu disciples with envy. The depths of external, inner, and core circle sects were incomparable, clearly evident from the comparison of these low-level cultivators.
The cultivators arrived in front of the grand hall, dismounted, and gathered in groups of threes and fives, chatting amongst themselves. It seemed that many were acquainted with each other.
Lu Ye noticed a strange phenomenon: "Senior Brother Xie, why can't I see any cultivators above the Level 5 realm here?"
Not only the Mount Qingyu cultivators, but also those from the external sects, there wasn't a single one above the Level 5 realm.
Xie Jin explained, "The Dragon Spring has little effect on cultivators above the Level 5 realm, which is one of the reasons why the cultivation of participants in the Dragon Spring Meet is limited to the Level 5 realm. As for why this is so, I am not sure, but it has been confirmed in the past."
Lu Ye then understood.
Qiao Qiao'er was a bit worried, "What about our mounts when we go in later?"
With so many demon beasts gathered, it would be easy to cause chaos without their owners to control them, and it wouldn't be good if a few mounts died accidentally.
Xie Jin smiled and said, "Don't worry about that. Someone will soon guide your mounts to a beast cage to be properly looked after."
The Dragon Spring Meet was not held for the first or second time; each time there were many cultivators who came riding their mounts, and Mount Qingyu would naturally arrange accommodations.
Soon enough, those responsible for the mounts came over and, with Lu Ye's company, Amber was placed in one of the beast cages. There were nearly a hundred cages there, more than enough to accommodate the cultivators' mounts.
Everything was ready, and as night was about to fall, a thunderous rumbling suddenly came from below the mountain, followed by an earth-shaking tremor.
Just as everyone was baffled, Tang Wu's figure emerged from the grand hall, looked around at everyone, and said loudly, "The Dragon Spring has opened. Fellow disciples will enter in order one by one. The Dragon Spring is open for nine days, three days for each of the three families. Please measure your capabilities and do not be overbold.
I'll say it ugly upfront: if any mishap occurs during the refinement, Mount Qingyu bears no responsibility..."
After a brief speech, and at Tang Wu's gesture, the cultivators from other sects entered the grand hall in order.
After they went inside, it was then Mount Qingyu's cultivators' turn.
During the previous Dragon Spring Meet, Mount Qingyu won forty-nine peaks, so ninety-eight people were arranged to enter this time. However, after distributing more than thirty quotas, their own remaining quotas were only about sixty.
This number wasn't small, but relatively speaking, it wasn't nearly enough for the entire sect's Spirit Stream Realm. Therefore, the quotas that could be assigned to recruit independent cultivators had always been very few—this time, having three was truly because Lu Ye's squad had made a significant contribution.
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