For warriors, time is like a fleeting moment, especially for high-level warriors, a retreat can even take months or even years.
One month has passed before I knew it.
However, no one in the Bishan Sect has forgotten this January period.
"Brother Jun, that trash Chen Ling has disappeared this month, is there any accident?" Lin Xiaoyu held Qi Jun's arm and walked in the Banshan Sect, frowning slightly and whispered.
Qi Jun curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Accident? What kind of trouble can he make with a useless person? Uncle Lin has already broken up with the Chen family, and the Chen family's property in Beixuan City has been particularly suppressed recently."
"I see, that good-for-nothing must have been locked up by the Chen family. I don't know if he still has the guts to move the Shanzong."
Lin Xiaoyu's brows relaxed, and she smiled sweetly: "Brother Jun, you are still thinking clearly, but if that loser doesn't return to the sect, he will have escaped disaster."
"Yes, for Chen Ling, a mere outer disciple, if the Chen family begs for mercy, the sect will not go into a big fight."
"Hey, why are there so many people in front?" Lin Xiaoyu suddenly stared at the spacious area in front of him curiously.
"Let's go over and have a look." Qi Jun patted Lin Xiaoyu's buttocks and walked over quickly amid the latter's shy gesture.
"Quick, quick, I've placed my bet, I've placed my bet."
"Tomorrow is the last day, the day when Chen Ling will be punished by the sect. Everyone line up and listen to me and start placing bets."
"Chen Ling was deposed and expelled from the sect. He was imprisoned and paid two for one."
"Chen Ling couldn't be deposed, but he was expelled from the sect and was imprisoned. One will pay three."
"Chen Ling became an inner disciple, and if he won the bet, he would pay thirty for each bet."
"Chen Ling doesn't dare to return to the sect. If he wins the bet, he will pay five for one."
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The one shouting loudly was a young man, wearing the clothes of an outer disciple. His name was Wang Hao. He was at the seventh level of martial arts. He was a famous gambler among the outer disciples of the Banshan Sect.
At this moment, there were dozens of people surrounding him. After hearing Wang Hao's bet, a group of people became excited.
"Wang Hao, the sun rises from the west? How dare you make a bet that Chen Ling will become an inner disciple?"
"Haha, if that good-for-nothing Chen Ling can become an inner disciple, I will chop off his head and let you play as a ball."
"Stop talking about it, I'll be happy to carry a urinal for you for a month."
Seeing the high-spirited atmosphere of the crowd, Wang Hao chuckled and said, "Isn't this a fun for everyone? Everyone has placed bets. Everyone has chosen the position and started placing bets."
"Hmph, that good-for-nothing Chen Ling hasn't been seen for a month. I think he was definitely scared out of his wits. I bet a hundred taels of gold on him and he doesn't dare to return to the clan."
"Hey, you don't dare to return to the sect? Who does he think he is? Are the sect's rules just for show? I bet 300 taels of gold and he will be deposed and expelled from the sect. One loses two. Even if it is a little less, there is still some profit.
It’s rare for Wang Hao to have a kind heart.”
"I will keep five hundred taels in custody. Chen Ling will be deposed and expelled from the sect."
Everyone left the amount of gold, names, etc. on each piece of paper. Looking at more and more papers in front of him, Wang Hao flashed a cunning light in his eyes and grinned.
"Hey, why doesn't anyone pressure Chen Ling to become an inner disciple?"
Seeing that no one on the note bet on this, Wang Hao curled his lips and said.
"Fuck, you think I'm stupid, can Chen Ling become an inner disciple?"
"Wang Hao, you are crazy about money."
The crowd suddenly started shouting curses.
Wang Hao was used to such scenes, so he just smiled and didn't care.
"It turns out to be this boy Wang Hao."
Later, when Qi Jun saw this scene, his eyes lit up and he said: "This guy cheated me last time, and he dared to open the market this time. I have to make him bleed."
Qi Jun muttered and strode forward.
"Wang Hao, I pledged three thousand taels of gold, plus a high-level yellow-level martial arts skill, to pledge that Chen Ling will be deposed and expelled from the sect."
Qi Jun shouted loudly, and the whole place fell silent. Everyone was shocked by this number.
Wang Hao was even more confused. When he saw Qi Jun, his face suddenly turned pale and he said bitterly: "Young Master Qi, can you give me a way to survive for this small business student?"
"Hiss, it turns out to be Mr. Qi. Let me tell you, who else can be so generous."
"Three thousand taels of gold and one high-level yellow-level martial arts skill. Even if you pay two for one, that's still six thousand taels of gold and two high-level yellow-level martial arts skills."
"He's rich, he's rich. If Mr. Qi dares to bet on this, it's inevitable that Chen Ling will be deposed."
In the eyes of everyone looking up, Qi Jun sneered proudly: "Wang Hao, why don't you dare to accept it?"
"If you say you don't dare to take it, I will withdraw it."
Damn, this bitch, knowing that I care about face, still wants to provoke me.
Wang Hao's face darkened and he cursed in his heart. He squeezed out a stiff smile on his pale face and said: "Young Master Qi placed a bet, how dare I not take it? Yes, yes."
At this moment, his heart was bleeding and he wished he could dig up all the ancestral graves of Qi Jun.
Seeing Wang Hao's expression, Qi Jun laughed happily.
Whoosh!
He flicked his sleeves, and a ball of zhenqi wrapped in a banknote and a martial art flew over.
"Hiss, Qiankun Ring."
"Damn, you are worthy of being the second young master of the Qi family. He actually has the Qiankun Ring."
"When can I have a Qiankun Ring? I'm so jealous."
The Qiankun Ring is a ring with a space inside that can be used to store items. It is very precious.
Wang Hao glanced at Qi Jun and put a ring on his finger. His eyes became hot, but soon dimmed.
Looking at the banknotes and martial arts skills in front of him, his excitement suddenly faded away.
"Look, is that guy Chen Ling?"
Suddenly someone stammered and shouted.
In an instant, dozens of people all looked back.
In the distance, a embarrassed figure walked slowly, with steady steps and a normal expression. It was Chen Ling.
However, the clothes on his body were tattered, dirty, and covered with blood stains, as if he had just crawled out of a garbage heap.
"Holy crap, it's really Chen Ling. How did this guy become like this?"
"Damn it, Wang Hao, you bastard, my gold, that's the gold I saved for two months, ah ah ah." A warrior suddenly screamed in pain.
What he had detained was that Chen Ling did not dare to return to the clan, but now Chen Ling clearly appeared.
"Chen Ling, your uncle, why don't you stay in the family honestly? This is my gold."
"What the hell, Wang Hao, I asked you, how dare you open the market? It turns out that you are waiting here. What I bet on is that Chen Ling does not dare to return to the clan."
For a time, several people stared at Wang Hao with pained faces and resentful anger.
Wang Hao's face turned dark, he was indeed waiting here.
However, because of Qi Jun's participation, even so, he would lose all his money this time.
"This loser actually has the courage to return to the clan." Lin Xiaoyu said in surprise when she saw Chen Ling.
A flash of surprise flashed in Qi Jun's eyes, and then he smiled and said: "Does he dare not to return to the sect? If the Chen family begs for mercy, they can indeed let the Banshan sect be spared, but it seems that he has obviously been abandoned by the Chen family, and one cannot awaken.
It is normal for a direct descendant to be abandoned."
"Chen Ling, I haven't seen you for a month. Have you become a beggar?"
Qi Jun stepped forward, looked down at Chen Ling and laughed.
"Ha ha."
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience burst into laughter.
The son of the dignified elder of the Chen family looks like this. If he hadn't gone to be a beggar, how could he have appeared like this? (To be continued)