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"It\'s not a matter of money. Don\'t you think it\'s easy and satisfying to win money by gambling?" Said LAN Xinyu with a reminiscing look on her face. It was obvious that she was reminiscing about the past.

Thinking back to the time when the few of them participated in the vassal state assessment and made a fortune on the way, winning the gambling house and causing it to go bankrupt, Ling Chuxi\'s face also had a faint warm smile.

"Chuxi, you don\'t seem to be in a good mood." LAN Xinyu asked.

"No, I\'m still thinking about the artifact array." Ling Chuxi said.

She had nothing to do these few days, so she pondered over the art of weapon arrays. It had to be said that Xu zhangyun and the others were indeed unique in the art of refining weapons. The weapon array art that was derived by the four family heads was profound and exquisite. Although Ling Chuxi\'s Foundation in refining weapons was deep and she had also learned how to refine talismans, she could not use it freely in a short time.

"You\'re still thinking about artifact arrays at a time like this? Aren\'t you worried at all? I\'ve heard from the Xu family head that The Alchemist from the Fang family has a high chance of becoming a pill Saint. " LAN Xinyu said. Although she had been staying in the sky water Village, she had learned a lot from her master. She knew that the alchemy Masters who had the potential to become alchemy Saints were all very capable.

"You still don\'t have confidence in my alchemy skills?" Ling Chuxi retorted. Her alchemy skills were restricted by her own cultivation and had already fallen into a bottleneck. No matter how hard she studied, it was very difficult for her to make any progress. Instead of continuing to waste time on alchemy, she might as well practice something else.

"That\'s true. Not to mention that he\'s not an alchemy Saint yet, even if he\'s really an alchemy Saint, he\'ll still be at a disadvantage when he meets you." LAN Xinyu\'s blind trust in Ling Chuxi had not changed at all.

As they were talking, the carriages of the Meng family had already arrived. Xu Changyun and a few elders had just stepped forward to welcome them when a young man jumped out of the carriage and shouted, "Who\'s song Shi Bo? get the hell out here!"

This man was not very tall, even shorter than an ordinary demon, let alone Meng Zhan. However, he was well-proportioned and fit, and every movement he made seemed to exude a terrifying explosive force. His roar was like a bolt of lightning, numbing one\'s eardrums.

All of the Xu clan\'s disciples \'expressions changed as they subconsciously turned to look at Song Shi Bo. Unlike Ling Chuxi, song Shibo had long since stood by Xu Changyun\'s side. He was in the limelight as an Emperor level master and enjoyed the admiring gazes of the younger generation of the Xu family.

If there were not many people who admired him, could he be called an expert?

Song Shibo\'s expression darkened. He could guess who this person was just by looking at the anger on his face and the respectful expressions of the Meng clan disciples. In the entire Meng clan, other than Meng Zhan, who had suffered a small loss at his hands, only the young master of the Meng clan, Meng Zheng, could be so angry at him.

He had thought that since today was the day of the competition between the great families, there would always be an order of priority. No matter how dissatisfied Meng Zheng was with him, he couldn\'t possibly flare up the moment they met. Shouldn\'t he have waited until after the competition? Of course, by then, he would not stretch his neck and wait for death. He would have already obtained the Emperor Yuan pill and slipped away.

Unfortunately, things did not go according to his wishes. Meng Zheng had come looking for him. Song Shibo was a little regretful. If he had known, he would not have stood in the front and stolen the limelight. It would have been better if he had hidden in the crowd.

"This old man is Song Shi Bo, and this must be the young master of the Meng clan." Although he was regretful, song Shibo knew that he could not hide from so many people watching him. He took a step forward and said indifferently," No matter what, even if he had to force the duck onto the rack, he had to do it first.

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