Luo Bingâs expression was extremely ugly now. She was still stunned. The fact that Long Chen could take out so many of those incredibly precious Three Connecting Flower Tendon Pills made her head completely blank.
Now her previous ridicule had become a slap in her face. But she also couldnât appear weaker. She couldnât stop midway.
âI donât have that many Three Connecting Flower Tendon Pills on me. Switch it to something else.â Luo Bing felt like her face was burning hot. Inside, she cursed Long Chen to death.
âAh, that makes sense. Youâre all such amazing figures, you probably wouldnât keep such trash on you. Then Elder Tu Fang, can the Three Connecting Flower Tendon Pill be exchanged in the supermonastery?â Long Chen turned to Tu Fang.
Tu Fang had no idea what kind of crazy drug Long Chen had taken. He could only reply, âThis Three Connecting Flower Tendon Pill is rare and only the top fifty monasteries have a limited distribution of it.
âThe monastery ranked under fifty are not distributed any. As for exchanging for them, you can. But they are not open to disciples. Only Elders can buy them.
âIâve heard one high grade Three Connecting Flower Tendon Pill requires one thousand merit points. If it was switched to the disciple points, that would be equivalent to one million points.â
Tang Wan-er and them were all given a fright. A single pill was one million points? Then most of them wouldnât be able to buy a single pill even with all their savings.
They all looked at Long Chen. Long Chen really had to be a god. Everything he did was outside their expectations. Just where did he obtain these Three Connecting Flower Tendon Pills from?
Long Chen naturally wouldnât say. The medicinal ingredients for these had all been given to him by a very nice person. That secret would stay hidden forever.
âOkay then.â Long Chen sunk into thought for a moment before continuing, âThatâs fine. Then eighty Three Connecting Flower Tendon Pills can count for eighty thousand merit points. Elder Tu Fang, those merit points can be easily traded, correct?â
Tu Fang nodded. âThey can be traded. Itâs common within the entire supermonastery.
âThen good. So then, do you want to compete or not? If you win a round, Iâll give you eighty Three Connecting Flower Tendon Pills, and if you lose, you give us eighty thousand merit points.â Long Chen looked at Luo Bing.
âNo problem. Weâll bet with you,â sneered Luo Bing.
In truth, she really did not have that many Three Connecting Flower Tendon Pills. Even in her entire monastery, they probably did not have that many. Each time they would have to exchange for them.
She was actually quite happy to accept Long Chenâs suggestion. She was fully confident in her people.
âGood, then letâs start. For the first round, you can choose what level. Although you arenât guests, we wonât bully you. Weâll give you the initiative.â Long Chen lazily sat on a chair.
âNo need to pick. Weâll go from the lowest level to the highest level. The first round will be on the outer disciple level. Who wants to go?â Luo Bing shouted to her disciples.
âThis disciple wishes to go!â A thin and tall man jumped onto the martial stage. People were startled to see that this disciple had reached the fifth Heavenstage of Tendon Transformation.
As for their monasteryâs outer disciples, they were all only at the third Heavenstage. Not one of them had reached the mid stage.
That thin, tall man disdainfully swept his gaze over them and sneered, âWhich person wants to send themselves to their death?â
âWhat should we do Long Chen? Who should go?â Tang Wan-er was a bit nervous.
These thirty-sixth monastery disciples were all elites amongst elites, their auras incomparably strong. Their monastery was clearly weaker than them in that aspect.
Most importantly, outer disciples were their weakest members, because the amount of resources that were given to outer disciples was extremely low.
âNo need to be afraid. Anyone can go up. The result will be the same,â said Long Chen indifferently.
âWhat, are you all afraid? Hahaha, as expected, you really are a group of cowardly pigs!â That thin, tall man raised his head and laughed.
âYouâre asking for it!â Suddenly, an angry roar rang out and a figure flew onto the martial stage. Long Chen recognized that person as one of Gu Yangâs subordinates.
âLet me, Zhao Ping, exchange some pointers!â
The tall, thin man disdainfully said, âA small early Tendon Transformation weakling does not have the qualifications to exchange pointers with me! Scram!â
Even as he sneered, he charged forward at Zhao Ping. This duel had no need for someone to yell start. As soon as you stepped onto the stage, the battle began.
This thin, tall man was extremely powerful. As soon as he took action, his aura exploded out.
âHow powerful!â Tang Wan-erâs expression changed. The thirty-sixth monastery really was too powerful. It was no wonder they were so arrogant. They had the skills to be arrogant.
Their auras were incredibly stable. The pressure coming from them made it hard to breathe. That definitely had to do with the cultivation technique they used.
As he rushed over, he unsheathed his sword, and a cold light slashed down on Zhao Ping.
âScram you pig!â
When Zhao Ping had jumped onto the martial stage, he had been feeling nervous. He knew this battle was extremely important. He just hadnât been able to endure their opponentsâ ridicule.
But the instant his opponent charged at him, his worry and sullenness completely disappeared. His blood seemed to react to his opponentâs mannerism and instantly heated up. It was like he had returned to the Righteous and Corrupt battle from before.
Seeing Zhao Pingâs new expression, Long Chen smiled. Good! Thatâs the right expression, thatâs the right feeling!
âKILL!â
Suddenly, Zhao Ping roared, and an incomparably savage aura immediately locked that tall, thin man in place stiffly. Zhao Ping charged forward like an angry beast.
With a huge collision, sparks flew everywhere. The instant Zhao Pingâs saber collided with that manâs sword, a huge explosion erupted.
What surprised almost everyone was that the tall, thin man who had seemed much stronger was only on an equal level with Zhao Ping. The two of them were both knocked back several steps.
But Tu Fang and the other Elders had sharp vision, and they immediately saw through what had happened.
When it came to true strength, the tall, thin man was definitely a level higher than Zhao Ping. But as soon as Zhao Ping had attacked, his indomitable will immediately suppressed his opponent.
That kind of will was something that came from deep within him. It was something that could only be formed through being tempered through walking out from the line beneath life and death. That kind of will was like formless blades.
The instant Zhao Ping released his will, his opponent felt as if he was being stared at by some ancient monster. An intense threat of death filled his heart.
In that instant, he felt as if he werenât fighting a person, but some merciless beast.
In terms of imposingness, that tall man had been completely suppressed by Zhao Ping. That terror in his heart made it so that despite being clearly stronger than his opponent, he was only barely able to force a tie in their exchange.
âDie!â Zhao Pingâs saber once more slashed out mercilessly.
Tang Wan-er and them were startled. At first, all they felt was that his posture was a bit familiar. But then they realized Zhao Ping was also using a saber, and that he was using it in the same manner as Long Chen.
His strength was far too lacking in comparison, but that ruthlessness inside him allowed him to copy Long Chenâs form slightly, and it was filled with an indomitable will, one that would either win or die trying.
âBastard, youâre crazy! This is just a competition!â The tall, thin man felt a murderous aura completely lock him in place. Zhao Ping was clearly trying to kill him!
Zhao Ping ignored him. His saber didnât hesitate as it slashed down.
With another bang, Zhao Pingâs opponent just barely managed to block. But due to his panic and terror, he was sent flying back.
âIdiot, donât be suppressed by him! Calm down!â cursed Luo Bing. This disciple of hers had his courage broken and wasnât bringing out his full strength.
Unfortunately, cursing people didnât really have much use. Under Zhao Pingâs vicious attacks, that man was repeatedly forced back.
Zhao Pingâs saber was vicious and fast, constantly targeting vitals. If his opponent slipped up even slightly, he would take his life.
Tu Fang and the other Elders were deeply moved to see Zhao Ping fighting more and more valiantly. After Long Chenâs guidance, there was not a single weakling left within their monastery.
After that huge Righteous and Corrupt battle, after experiencing that pressure of death, the ones with weaker wills had already died. As for those who had survived, they were all experts amongst experts. It could be said that there was not one who had only survived due to luck.
As for the thirty-sixth monastery, they were an excellent example of the opposite. They had powerful cultivation bases, but there was no indomitable will inside them that did not fear death.
They were like all the previous generations of their 108th monastery. Those disciples had possessed a huge advantage in numbers in the previous Corrupt and Righteous battles, but in the end, just drawing out a tie was a pretty good result for them. In truth, most of their fighters were inferior to the Corrupt disciples. So frankly speaking, that could already count as a loss.
But under Long Chenâs guidance, their roles had been exchanged. The Righteous path had become wolves while the Corrupt path had become sheep.
BOOM!
That tall, thin man was becoming more and more terrified as the battle continued. He had confirmed Zhao Ping definitely wanted his life. In his terror, he was sent flying by one of Zhao Pingâs slashes.
He immediately vomited out a mouthful of blood as he flew off the martial stage. But there was no unwillingness or anger on his face after that. Instead, he was filled with relief.
He had only just stood up when Luo Bing gave him a vicious slap in the face, not even giving him a chance to say anything.
âYou damnable coward, youâve really lost us all our face!â Luo Bingâs face was green from anger.
That tall, thin man was sent flying again by her slap, this time falling unconscious. The other disciples all shivered when they saw that.
But they also felt that he had been too disappointing. He had been terrified by his opponent, unable to release any of his strength. They looked at him disdainfully.
âHey, donât just hit your own kids. Since youâve lost, hurry up and pay up,â urged Long Chen. They had already agreed to pay up with each round.
Luo Bing was still green as she took out a blue badge and flung it at Tu Fang.
âIsnât it just eighty thousand merit points? I, Luo Bing, couldnât possibly care about such a small thing. You can take them out yourself.â
Tu Fang received her badge, and he also took out his own badge. Inputting some numbers, he drew over eighty thousand merit points from her badge.
Tu Fang originally only had seventy thousand merit points on his badge. Now it had suddenly risen to one hundred and fifty thousand.
He sighed. Their thirty-sixth monastery really was rich. They acted like eighty thousand merit points was nothing.
But although they could act like it was nothing, you would have to ask Luo Bing to see if that was really true. Receiving back her badge and seeing eighty thousand merit points had disappeared, her heart was dripping blood.
However, she didnât display that on the outside. She continued to act as if it was nothing as she lightly said, âLetâs continue with the next round.â