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The actions between Chu Zhongtian and Dongfang Yongping just now made the dozen or so half-step Qi Hai stage masters in the valley feel incredible.

As a half-step Qi Hai stage master, the top existence among the inner disciples, although they don’t have much contact in normal times, they have a certain understanding of each other.

Dongfang Yongping, who was born in the Tianlong Dynasty, is a man with arrogance in his bones. People like him rarely listen to other people’s opinions, let alone an outer disciple who is younger than him and has only the body refining stage.

At this time, these dozen or so half-step Qi Hai stage masters have firmly remembered Chu Zhongtian.

“Zhu Yan, do you believe it or not? I can easily take your life with my tongue without Brother Dongfang’s help!” After Dongfang Yongping suppressed his anger and retreated, Chu Zhongtian faced Zhu Yan again, and his words were even more impolite.

“Ha…!” The arrogance and conceit in Chu Zhongtian’s words made Zhu Yan couldn’t help laughing wildly. While laughing wildly, he pointed at Chu Zhongtian and said sarcastically.

"I, Zhu Yan, have seen arrogant people, but this is the first time I have seen someone as arrogant as you. It really makes me laugh to death."

"Zhu Yan, whether I, Chu Zhongtian, am arrogant or not, you will see it next. I just want to make a bet with you, bet whether I can take your life with just words." Chu Zhongtian did not refute Zhu Yan's sarcasm, but made a bet with a serious face and a sincere tone.

"Dare, why shouldn't I dare?" Facing Chu Zhongtian's bet, Zhu Yan agreed without any consideration.

Although there are many people who can easily defeat him among the more than ten half-step Qi Hai period masters on the scene, no one can take his life in a short time.

Otherwise, facing Gong Rulin, who ranks in the top ten of the inner disciples, he would not be able to escape in the end.

"Zhu Yan, you are the prince of the Ming Dynasty, and you are also a master of the half-step Qi Hai period. Your family must be rich, so the bet between you and me is 500,000 7th-grade intermediate spirit stones and 10,000 8th-grade blood crystals. How about it?" Seeing Zhu Yan agree to the bet, Chu Zhongtian raised his mouth slightly, revealing a smile of conspiracy on his face.

"500,000 7th-grade intermediate spirit stones and 10,000 8th-grade blood crystals, I Zhu Yan can take them out, but you, a little rookie in the body refining period, can you also take out so much money!" The bet proposed by Chu Zhongtian scared Zhu Yan.

500,000 7th-grade intermediate spirit stones, for him with a rich net worth, it is still easy to take out, but 10,000 8th-grade blood crystals are almost all his net worth.

If he loses the bet in the end and pays 10,000 8th-grade blood crystals, then this time of Blood Demon Secret Realm training can basically be said to be empty-handed.

However, after a moment's thought, no matter how he thought about it or how he looked at it, he could not win the bet that Chu Zhongtian had just proposed, so he readily agreed to the huge amount of money Chu Zhongtian had proposed.

After agreeing to the bet, Zhu Yan was worried again, worried about whether Chu Zhongtian could come up with such a huge amount of money.

"Brother Chu, there are 10,000 pieces of eighth-grade blood crystals and 300,000 seventh-grade intermediate spirit stones in it." Facing Zhu Yan's questioning, before Chu Zhongtian had time to answer, Dongfang Yongping behind him directly took out a storage bag and handed it to Chu Zhongtian while introducing it loudly.

Although he didn't know why Chu Zhongtian suddenly challenged Zhu Yan to a bet, thinking of the time in the cave left by the peerless strong man, he desperately squeezed the opponent's spirit stones in order to better deal with the opponent, so Dongfang Yongping took out all his private collection and handed it to Chu Zhongtian without hesitation.

"Zhu Yan, I have the money for the bet too, does the bet just now count?" Chu Zhongtian showed a provocative attitude while holding the storage bag in his hand.

"Bet, someone is offering cultivation resources for free, how can I not accept it with a smile!" Chu Zhongtian's provocation was only one of the reasons why Zhu Yan agreed to the bet. What really made him make up his mind was the storage bag in Chu Zhongtian's hand.

The reason why he had 10,000 pieces of eighth-grade blood crystals in his hand was that he and Dongfang Yongping had won the entire third level of the secret realm together, so he knew the number of blood crystals Dongfang Yongping had.

If he could get the storage bag in Chu Zhongtian's hand, then his loss in this blood demon secret realm training might not be as big as he imagined.

"Senior brothers in the valley, please help me to testify to the bet between me and Zhu Yan!" Seeing Zhu Yan agreed to the bet, Chu Zhongtian clasped his fists and said to the inner disciples gathered in the valley, especially the dozen or so half-step Qi Hai period masters, with a sincere tone.

"Brother Chu, I will be a witness to the bet between you and Zhu Yan. After the bet is decided, I will be responsible for collecting the gambling money."

Faced with Chu Zhongtian's sincere request, none of the inner disciples below the half-step Qi Hai stage in the valley dared to come forward to agree.

After all, Zhu Yan is an object that cannot be easily offended, whether in terms of cultivation, identity, or personality. They would not offend Zhu Yan for someone they don't know.

Although the disciples of the half-step Qi Hai stage are not afraid of Zhu Yan's identity and cultivation, they would not provoke an opponent of the same realm for an outer disciple who has nothing to do with him and is only in the body refining stage.

However, Huang Yurong, who likes excitement by nature and also dislikes Zhu Yan, took the initiative to stand up and not only agreed to be a witness to the bet, but also took the initiative to collect the gambling money, which made Chu Zhongtian's impression of Huang Yurong much better.

"Thank you, Brother Huang!"

"No need to thank me. I like the excitement by nature. I am very interested in your big bet. How can I not participate!" Facing Chu Zhongtian's sincere thanks, Huang Yurong waved his hand and did not accept his thanks.

"Mr. Chu, since the bet has been established, I want to see how you can kill me with words."

Although Zhu Yan did not like Huang Yurong's sarcasm after entering the valley, the big bet between him and Chu Zhongtian, or perhaps the big bet with Dongfang Yongping, must have a master like Huang Yurong as a witness.

Otherwise, after the bet is decided, if Chu Zhongtian cheats and faces Dongfang Yongping's posture of overdrawing his potential to kill him, he will not be able to get the gambling money from Chu Zhongtian.

"No hurry!" Chu Zhongtian shook his head at Zhu Yan, indicating that he did not need to hurry, then turned around, pointed to the red palace in front of him, and said to the thousands of inner disciples in front of him.