Chapter 226: Super Limit Gambling War

Ye Xiaotian turned his head and said, "As the name implies, this 'Yuan Fu' is no longer usable."

"Due to certain reasons, the Yuan Fu world has lost its rules of life and the source of vitality. Even if this stone can unseal it, at best it's just a larger space ring."

"Its value isn't even comparable to a ninth-grade Ling Jian. How could it be worth exchanging for a fifth-grade one?"

Xu Xiaoshou, on the other hand, was somewhat tempted. A fifth-grade Ling Jian didn't mean much to him; in his view, having his "Zang Ku" was enough.

What interested him more was this "wasted Yuan Fu"—what if he could turn waste into treasure?

"Things in the world aren't absolute; there must be a way to fix it, right?" he asked.

"Fixing it is possible, but it might not be worth the cost."

"Unless you can find a space-type Ling Zhen grandmaster and an ultimate life-type treasure. With these two as prerequisites, plus a bit of luck, maybe there's a chance to repair it."

Ye Xiaotian sighed. He and Qiao Qianzhi could probably manage the first part, but the second...

Ling Gong did have such supreme treasures, but they were currently supporting Tianxuan Men and "Chengtian Mu" to maintain world stability. How could they be lightly removed?

If the world exploded, then what?

Furthermore, even if they were removed, they couldn't just be given to Xu Xiaoshou for free!

So, this "wasted Yuan Fu" was destined to be neither desirable nor discardable!

Xu Xiaoshou grew more excited the more he heard—space, grandmaster, life treasures...

All three of these treasures were right in front of him!

He almost pulled out his little treasure, the "Life Ling Yin," and ran to those two big, living treasures to ask if it would work.

But reason held back his impulse!

"Are you serious, offering such a useless thing?" Xu Xiaoshou pretended to look displeased.

Cheng Xingchu scratched his head awkwardly. His momentum deflated upon being exposed, but then it perked up again.

"Isn't Ling Gong home to space-type thrones and Ling Zhen grandmasters?"

He nodded towards the two leaders and said, "You've already met two of the prerequisites. Just find a life-type treasure, and who knows, a miracle might happen!"

"This is just empty-handed scheming. You offer a 'wasted Yuan Fu,' and I have to provide the resources to fix it myself?"

Xu Xiaoshou sneered, "Besides, how can you just find a life-type treasure? Its value probably isn't much lower than a complete Yuan Fu!"

"A complete Yuan Fu?" Cheng Xingchu's momentum returned. "If it were perfectly intact, do you think I'd offer it to exchange for my sword?"

"I suppose so..."

Xu Xiaoshou seemed suddenly convinced and slapped his thigh. "Alright, it's settled! We'll go with this bet!"

"Uh?"

Cheng Xingchu was stunned. It was that easy?

When had Xu Xiaoshou ever been so agreeable?

He instinctively felt something was off, but Xu Xiaoshou's drawing tactics had clearly worked, and Cheng Xingchu couldn't think through the details.

In fact, he even felt that Xu Xiaoshou was getting the raw end of the deal this time...

Worrying about that guy? He must be going crazy!

Zhao Xidong looked at Xu Xiaoshou's somewhat aggrieved and losing expression, feeling puzzled.

This wasn't like him at all—he usually kept quiet and made a fortune. Had he changed?

Only Ye Xiaotian and Qiao Qianzhi felt a sudden twinge in their hearts.

They refused to believe Xu Xiaoshou would take a loss, so there was only one explanation...

"Could it be that Xiaoshou dug up the 'Life Ling Yin'?" Qiao Qianzhi sent a mental message.

"No, that's impossible. That day, we clearly saw him at Hei Luo Ya. Not to mention the time wouldn't allow it, even if he could get there, what would he be doing in Senluo Secret Forest?" Ye Xiaotian didn't believe it at all.

Qiao Qianzhi sighed softly, "Mu Zixi is wood-attribute, and she's his shimei..."

Ye Xiaotian: "..."

The armrest of the chair was suddenly crushed, drawing everyone's attention.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Bianyan asked with a warm, concerned smile.

He thought Ye Xiaotian was unhappy about Xu Xiaoshou's disadvantageous bet, but once the bet was set, it couldn't be changed under his watch.

"Nothing."

Ye Xiaotian shook his head slowly. He finally understood why Sang Lao had wanted to bet against him that day—it seemed Sang Lao never thought Xu Xiaoshou could only get one Zhenjie Treasure.

That damn old man...

"The bet is great. I'll use this piece of wood as proof that this round is valid!" Ye Xiaotian raised the crushed armrest.

Xu Xiaoshou felt a chill under Ye Xiaotian's stare and quickly averted his eyes, asking, "So, how do you want to fight?"

"For this round, do I still set the rules?"

Cheng Xingchu wagged his finger. "No, that won't do. This time, I'll set them."

"Oh, not letting me this time?"

Xu Xiaoshou teased, "Aren't you at Xiantian peak? You're not even giving a handicap to a little ant like me who's just entered Yuanting?"

Cheng Xingchu: "..."

"Cursed and passive value: 1."

"Go on, how do we fight?"

After a sarcastic remark, Xu Xiaoshou shrugged indifferently; he wasn't afraid of anything.

"First, for this fight, neither side can use anything related to swords, including Jian Yi, Jian Qi, or any other sword techniques," Cheng Xingchu said.

"Hah!" Xu Xiaoshou laughed immediately. "You're going after a mere Yuanting initial stage like me, and you have the nerve to say that?"

Cheng Xingchu had already decided to ignore it. When he agreed to this bet, things like face...

What was that? Could it be eaten? Could it be exchanged for a fifth-grade Ling Jian?

"Second, for this fight, we can only use Ling Yuan. Whoever breaks the other's defense first wins!" he continued.

Xu Xiaoshou was full of shock. This guy really didn't care about face at all!

"This is outright targeting!"

"My physical body is..."

"This is your passive ability. Since we can't erase it, we'll just count it for you!"

Cheng Xingchu waved his hand generously. Before Xu Xiaoshou could respond, he changed the subject: "But since you have an Xiantian physical body, it wouldn't be fair if I had no defense."

"So, let's both use defensive Ling Qi, but no offensive Ling Qi!"

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

This... was fair?

"How about it?"

Cheng Xingchu finished speaking, his face turning a bit red.

Yu Zhiwen covered her face and turned away; she felt too embarrassed to stay.

Cheng Xingchu had top-notch defensive Ling Qi, which Xu Xiaoshou couldn't match—this was blatant targeting and resource suppression!

An Shangling realm fighting a Yuanting realm...

Was this necessary?

Jiang Bianyan remained unfazed; sitting in his position, his skin was as thick as a city wall.

"Fine." Surprisingly, Xu Xiaoshou agreed.

"To avoid any hard feelings, I'll add one more rule on top of yours."

"We each throw one punch. Whoever retreats farther loses. How about that?"

Cheng Xingchu's eyes lit up. Xu Xiaoshou was too overconfident, thinking an Xiantian physical body made him unbeatable?

"Agreed!"

"In that case, you go first."

He magnanimously gave up the first move.

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head slowly.

"You go first. If I throw the first punch, you might just fly away with it."