Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

A draw.

No one had expected the outcome of this round to be such.

When Zheng Yaoyang and Luo the Madman both flew away, everyone in the entire square looked up at the spiritual treasure Qi filling the sky.

These were all the bets that had been placed by the big players.

According to one-to-one odds, if there had been a winner and a loser, one side would lose, one side would win, and there would be no complaints.

But now, it was a draw.

This meant that everyone had lost.

All the bets went to Shangguan Qing, who had set up the betting.

To tell the truth, even Shangguan Qing had not expected such a result.

Countless gazes fell on him.

Pondering for a moment, Shangguan Qing turned his head towards the direction of the high platform.

“Daoist Xun, this duel was initiated by your two sides. In your opinion, should this round of betting count?”

Shangguan Qing’s voice rang out.

Should it count?

Xun Chu Yun looked up at the spiritual light that dyed the sky.

These were thousands of various Primordial-grade treasures.

While such a large amount of treasure might not seem like much to the seven great clans, it was still an immense fortune.

Besides, the bet was made in front of everyone as witnesses; naturally, it was about honoring the wager.

“Brother Shangguan, of course it counts,” Xun Chu Yun said blandly. “The Xun Family won’t ask for its bet back.”

He had personally put forward five Primordial Puppet Fighters, willing to let go without a fuss.

That was indeed generous.

However, for the other cultivators, the thought of losing their bets in such a manner naturally pained their hearts.

A smile appeared on Shangguan Qing’s face as he nodded slightly.

Xun Chu Yun also chuckled.

Either way, offering up five Puppet Fighters in exchange for a favor from Shangguan Qing was worth it.

Shangguan Qing turned his head, looking towards Yu Zhen and the other blacksmiths of the Armament Alliance, then his gaze settled on Han Muye.

“Master Han, what do you think?”

What else could be said?

If the Xun Family led by Xun Chu Yun supported the bet to count, what could Master Han say?

What else could be said?

“Does the Shangguan Family care about such trifles?” Han Muye asked indifferently.

Does it care about such trifles?

As these words were spoken, the expression of Xun Chu Yun opposite him changed.

Such trifles?

Shangguan Qing was taken aback for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter.

“Well said, Master Han. It seems I, Shangguan Qing, have been overly sentimental,” he said, bowing to the surrounding crowd with clasped hands. “Since the bet has been made, it would be meaningless to take it back.”

“Thus, these stakes will not count towards the bet between Masters Zheng Yaoyang and Luo Shentong,” Shangguan Qing said calmly, with a wave of his large hand. “Let’s use them as the final bets for the duel between the Armament Alliance and the Xun Family. All bets will have odds of two-to-one, and I’ll give everyone ten breaths to adjust their bets.”

Ten breaths to adjust the bets.

Shangguan Qing’s words once again quieted down the somewhat noisy square.

No one had expected that the bets they had already lost could be returned to them.

Not only were they returned, but they also had the chance to bet again.

Even more, the odds were all adjusted to two-to-one.

This was a sure win.

This was giving away wealth.

But this time, no one thought about taking advantage.

The Shangguan Family was so magnanimous; naturally, one could not appear petty in contrast, right?

Look, this is the spirit of the Top Three Families among the divine realm’s seven great clans.

Among so many people present, probably the only one who felt the most awkward and uncomfortable was Xun Chu Yun, right?

Both being part of the divine realm’s seven great clans, the scale of the Xun Family compared to the Shangguan Family was not just a little bit off!

No wonder there is a distinction made between the Top Three Families and the Lower Four Families within the divine realm’s seven clans.

Indeed, it really is different.

At this moment, the fury in Xun Chu Yun’s heart surged to its peak.

With just one sentence from Han Muye, Shangguan Qing changed his mind and gave up treasures worth trillions of origin coins.

Just for a reputation.

If this was about doing business, the deal would be a huge loss.

But Xun Chu Yun knew that if he himself were The Great Elder of the Xun Family, he would have done the same.

Reputation, at times, is worth more than tangible benefits.

Like now.

Beams of spiritual light flickered, and the sky was filled with the glow of treasures.

Not many more bets were placed, but many were shifted towards betting on Xun Chu Yun’s side.

The odds set by Shangguan Hong for the Xun Family’s victory were only at one-to-one point two five, far less than the two-to-one odds offered by Shangguan Qing right now.

After ten breaths, the spiritual light in the sky became fixed.

The glow of the treasures bet on the side of the Armament Alliance was dim, only about one-tenth of that on the opposite side.

Nevertheless, this was already quite remarkable.

To think that in the betting organized by Shangguan Hong, the ratio of bets between the two sides was five hundred million to one.

Shangguan Qing smiled as he fixed all the lights of the treasures, then turned his head down and said, “Everyone, please continue.”

After he finished, his figure disappeared from the spot.

The moment Shangguan Qing left, Xun Chu Yun had already landed on the platform.

With an imposing aura reaching the heavens, Xun Chu Yun swept his gaze around and said blandly, “I will take this round.”

Xun Chu Yun stepped onto the stage.

On the side of the Armament Alliance, apart from Han Muye, the others were slightly recoiling.

Xun Chu Yun was someone not even the top twelve divine-level masters in Heavenly Secret City dared to face directly.

For a moment, no one spoke.

With a cold laugh, Xun Chu Yun looked towards Han Muye and said coldly, “If no one steps up from your side, I too am interested in the ancient refining techniques. Shall we have a duel?”

If no one steps up, only a duel with him remained.

This statement made those behind Han Muye of the Armament Alliance feel embarrassed.

“Senior, rest assured, I will not step in for this round,” Han Muye shook his head, his expression remaining calm.

“If we need to decide a winner, I will certainly not back down.”

To decide a winner.

Han Muye’s implication was that he would participate in the next round to determine the outcome.