Zhao Jing laughed and said, "Young friend Qin Yi, let first take you to your resting place."
Qin Yi nodded slightly, "Thank you for the trouble."
"Please."
As Zhao Jing led Qin Yi and the others out of the grand hall, they passed by the martial practice field where hundreds of mbers from the Sword Sect branch were practicing two sword movents in perfect unison, creating quite a spectacle.
Zhao Jing laughed and said, "Young friend Qin Yi, how do you find our Sword Sect branch disciples?"
"Not bad."
Zhao Jing was slightly taken aback, "Young friend Qin Yi, you are truly a prodigy. I wonder if this old man can learn a thing or two from your skills."
Qin Yi paused for a mont, finally realizing why Zhao Jing brought him here. He wanted to test his skills.
"Just right, I also wish to learn just how formidable the Sword Sect's skills are."
Zhao Jing laughed, gesturing with his hand, "Please."
Ran Zitong quietly asked, "Fairy Yun, is Qin Yi going to spar with the Great Elder?"
Yun ngyao nodded, "It seems soone is asking for trouble."
Ran Zitong worriedly said, "Fairy Yun, you know Qin Yi isn't a match for the Great Elder, why not stop him."
"Hm?" Yun ngyao paused then smiled, "I said soone is asking for trouble, and it's not Qin Yi but the Great Elder."
Ran Zitong was shocked, "You an even the Great Elder can't match Qin Yi."
Yun ngyao laughed, "Not to ntion the Great Elder, even if the Sword Sect Sect Master ca, he might not necessarily defeat Qin Yi. After all, I've never seen him lose."
Ran Zitong was so shocked her mouth hung open wide, yet she was skeptical of Yun ngyao's words. The Sword Sect Sect Master is such a powerful figure; how could Qin Yi match him, especially since Qin Yi is so young.
Zhao Jing led Qin Yi forward as the practicing disciples rushed to pay respects.
Zhao Jing spoke loudly, "This young friend beside is Qin Yi, who has honored us with his presence at our Sword Sect branch today, an imnse fortune indeed. Although Qin Yi is young, his cultivation is anything but weak. Today you are in for a treat, as I will spar a few moves with Qin Yi. Watch closely; it will greatly benefit your cultivation."
The disciples present were astonished, looking at Qin Yi with doubt and disdain, yet none with optimism. After all, Qin Yi was excessively young, younger than anyone present. How high could his cultivation be at this age?
Perhaps he's the son of so influential person, coming to the Sword Sect to make a na for himself?
Zhao Jing waved his hand, "Everyone, step back."
All disciples obediently stepped back, clearing the area.
"I wonder which influential family's young master dares challenge the Great Elder. Truly courting disaster."
"Regardless of winning or losing, he'll have sparred with the Great Elder, that's enough bragging material back ho."
"The Great Elder being so esteed, accommodating such a junior, suggests this person isn't simple."
Discussions erupted among the disciples.
Yun ngyao felt displeased, "Your Great Elder is so esteed, does that make our Qin Yi a nobody? Stop bragging, if your Great Elder loses, don't make excuses."
The disciples turned to see the speaker, stunned to find a fairy-like beauty.
"This fairy, are you with that Qin Yi?" soone asked.
Yun ngyao lifted her chin, "What if I am?"
"You just said Qin Yi would win?"
"So what, should Qin Yi lose?"
Imdiately, laughter erupted, "Whatever the fairy says is right; if you say Qin Yi can win, then he can win."
Yun ngyao was frustrated, annoyed, "Don't underestimate him. If you don't believe , let's bet."
"Bet on what?" soone asked out of curiosity.
Yun ngyao said, "Bet gold coins, I'll be the bank, betting on whether the Great Elder or Qin Yi will win. The odds are two-to-one for the Great Elder and ten-to-one for Qin Yi. Dare to bet?"
"Ten-to-one for Qin Yi, seems you don't have much confidence in Qin Yi. Isn't this plainly giving us money?" soone laughed.
Yun ngyao scornfully replied, "What do you know, this is called clever investing. What if Qin Yi wins."
"Haha, I guarantee there won't be any 'what if'."
Yun ngyao angrily said, "Bet or not, just place your bets if you're betting; if not, scram and stop mocking."
It's rare for such a beautiful woman to appear at the Sword Sect branch, and these disciples all wanted to chat with Yun ngyao more. Who knows, they might get lucky and be favored by a fairy?
"Alright, I'll bet one gold coin on the Great Elder winning."
Yun ngyao smiled, "Left side for Qin Yi, right side for the Great Elder, if you want to make money, hurry and bet."
"I'll bet one gold coin on the Great Elder winning too."
These disciples, living a rather dull life, followed the crowd and began betting.
Yun ngyao was full of disdain, "Could you do better? Betting one gold coin at a ti, are the Sword Sect disciples all this poor?"
The Sword Sect disciples felt a wave of embarrassnt, imdiately elevating their bets to two coins, then three coins. The most being a gold coin.
Actually, these Sword Sect disciples aren't affluent; they receive only five gold coins monthly, which is considered the best treatnt among the various sects in Southern Middle State.
"I'll bet a thousand gold coins."
Suddenly, a handso young man walked forward, weighing a moneybag that clinked loudly.
Yun ngyao's eyes sparkled, knowing a thousand gold coins, enough to cover a third-rate sect's yearly expenses. This isn't a small sum.
She looked at the young man and smiled beautifully, "I apologize for my earlier words. Sword Sect disciples can indeed be wealthy."
"Hahaha, the fairy might not know, but this is Wu Lin, the grandson of our Seventh Elder Wu Lin. Not only handso but strong in cultivation and wealthy."
Wu Zihua's grandson?
Yun ngyao scrutinized him; she was already displeased with Wu Zihua, so she was set on taking his grandson for all he's worth.
"So it's Young Master Wu Lin. No wonder you're so lavish. Who do you bet to win?"
Wu Lin gazed at Yun ngyao's exquisite beauty, captivated, "Of course, I bet on the Great Elder winning."
"Then please place your bet."
"No rush!" Wu Lin smiled at Yun ngyao, "A thousand gold coins, if the Great Elder wins, you must compensate double. I'm worried the fairy can't produce a thousand coins."
Yun ngyao was furious, "Who are you looking down on? Forget a thousand coins, I could pay ten thousand."
"Then please show a thousand gold coins for reassurance to bet freely, isn't it?"
Yun ngyao's face stiffened, "Are you going to bet or not? Stop causing trouble, go play elsewhere if you're not betting."
Wu Lin laughed, "So the fairy wants to trap the wolf with an empty hand, you don't have the money."
"Nonsense, my money is all with Qin Yi. If I lose, I'll definitely pay you in full. Isn't this the Sword Sect branch, your territory? Are you worried I wouldn't pay up?"
The crowd nodded, feeling Yun ngyao made sense, as it was indeed the Sword Sect branch.
Wu Lin nodded slightly, "Makes sense. But what if Qin Yi doesn't have money either? Here's an additional condition for to bet."
"What condition?" Yun ngyao asked.
Wu Lin smilingly said, "If, by any chance, the fairy cannot produce the money, you'll have to kiss in front of everyone. Can't let lose face and money, right?"
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