Chapter 81

"I'm sorry."

Back in the courtyard, Meng Jing lowered her head, fidgeting with the hem of her clothes, her big eyes filled with guilt, too afraid to look at Jiang Ping'an.

Jiang Ping'an was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "You've said it ten times already, it's really fine."

This little girl used to be quite bold, why did she suddenly change her nature?

"But you drew Zhou Feng, and if you lose to him again, you'll feel terrible, and he might even go all out."

Meng Jing was deeply regretful, wishing she had remembered the rules clearly and not put Jiang Ping'an at such a disadvantage.

Jin Lin patted Jiang Ping'an's shoulder, "Brother Jiang, don't be sad. I'll bet a million on Zhou Feng, and when I win, I'll treat you to a big meal."

Meng Jing suddenly looked up, excitedly asking, "You can bet on this? Where can I place a bet?"

Jiang Ping'an: "……"

He wasn't really upset at first.

But after hearing these two, he suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

Jin Lin said, "In large-scale competitions open to the outside world, betting is usually available, and you can place bets at various gambling houses."

Jiang Ping'an's eyes suddenly lit up, "What are my odds?"

"Cough, cough~"

Jin Lin coughed twice, "The weaker the combat strength, the higher the odds. Zhou Feng is a special sword cultivator and a genius of the Ethereal Sect."

"If you bet on me, the odds might be over three times, but if you bet on him, it's just a few tenths."

Hearing this, Jiang Ping'an's face rarely showed a smile, "Let's go place a bet."

This was a chance to make a lot of money, and he also needed to go out and gather some information.

"Haha, Brother Jiang is really broad-minded. If you lose, you lose; let's make some money first."

Jin Lin laughed heartily when he saw that Jiang Ping'an wasn't affected.

The three left the courtyard and headed for the Netherworld City.

Netherworld City was filled with powerful cultivators, and numerous cultivators and strange beasts flew around.

The entrances to the various gambling houses were lined with people, forming a long, dense queue that stretched endlessly, a spectacular sight.

"Brother Jiang, the other gambling houses are too crowded. Let's go to the Prosperous Source Chamber. Cultivators who spend over ten million have a special channel, and I can help you place a bet."

Jin Lin came from a large family and was richer than some independent cultivators, having already spent over ten million.

"No need, I have some things to sell to the chamber."

Jiang Ping'an declined the offer and reminded, "Just a heads-up, I'm not weak now. If you want to make money, bet on me."

Jin Lin glanced at Jiang Ping'an, who still needed Meng Jing to carry him while flying, and after a two-second silence, said, "Don't worry, I'll bet on you."

I'll bet 200,000 on Jiang Ping'an and 800,000 on Zhou Feng, to give Brother Jiang some face.

Jiang Ping'an nodded.

The three flew into the extremely luxurious Prosperous Source Chamber.

The chamber was larger than a city, with various sections inside.

Beast area, weapon area, elixir area, cultivation technique area...

In the beast area, one could even sense the aura of a group of Nascent Soul-level beasts.

The weapon area was even more terrifying, with a fierce and ominous aura that suggested they had killed many people.

The chamber was so vast that it couldn't be toured in a day.

Even Jin Lin, from a large family, was stunned by the sight.

No wonder it was the most powerful chamber in the cultivation world. The cost of just the building was incomparable to their family's.

The three split up, and Jiang Ping'an, with Meng Jing, found a pretty attendant and showed his one-star gold card.

"I want to sell something, and the price is very high, over ten million. I need a private room."

"Sure, young master, please follow me."

The attendant smiled, her reaction quite calm.

Working in the Prosperous Source Chamber for a long time, she was numb to such large numbers.

Meng Jing whispered beside him, "What are you selling? If you need money to place a bet, I can give you some."

"Selling things isn't the main point; I mainly want to gather some information."

Jiang Ping'an came this time to gather information about the Ice Crystal Grass.

He hadn't forgotten that his master needed the Ice Crystal Grass to save his life.

The Prosperous Source Chamber might have information about the Ice Crystal Grass.

Under the attendant's guidance, Jiang Ping'an and Meng Jing entered a private room.

This private room was much larger than the one in Blackwind City, and it was surrounded by illusions, making it feel like a courtyard, with a very pleasant environment.

At a stone table in the courtyard sat a cultivator with a kind smile.

This cultivator was a bit fat, his belly almost toppling the stone table.

"Sir, what do you want to sell?"

Jiang Ping'an took out a golden bottle, "A drop of Sacred Body Blood."

The fat cultivator's smile immediately turned serious.

"Sir, please wait a moment. This is not a transaction I can handle."

The fat cultivator stood up and quickly pushed open the wooden door behind him and left.

Meng Jing pulled Jiang Ping'an, urgently saying, "Wood, you can't sell this. Sacred Body Blood is extremely beneficial for body cultivators. If you use it, you'll definitely become stronger!"

"Money is more useful."

Jiang Ping'an didn't mention that he used several drops of Sacred Body Blood every day.

Soon, the wooden door was pushed open, and a woman in a purple dress walked in.

The woman had skin as white as snow, and her delicate ears were adorned with two sparkling blue gems.

As she entered, the surrounding illusions flickered several times. Her bare, white feet floated in the air, and her deep blue eyes had a captivating allure.

As she entered the room, a strange, refreshing fragrance filled the air, making one feel very comfortable.

Even Meng Jing, a girl, couldn't help but stare, "What a beautiful sister."

Behind the woman was an old woman, leaning on a cane, quite unremarkable.

Hearing Meng Jing's praise, Hua Qingyu's red lips curved slightly, "Little sister, you're not bad either. You'll definitely be a great beauty in the future."

Meng Jing blushed from the praise, shyly lowering her head and hiding behind Jiang Ping'an.

Jiang Ping'an was momentarily dazed but quickly recovered, handing over the golden bottle.

"How much is a drop of Sacred Body Blood worth?"

Hua Qingyu was a bit surprised that Jiang Ping'an quickly returned to normal.

Does this young man not know what a beauty is? He didn't react much to seeing her, while other men would have been entranced.

Hua Qingyu extended her white, delicate hand, took the bottle, and casually handed it to the old woman behind her.

"50 million spirit stones, how does that sound?"

Jiang Ping'an was stunned, "Aren't you going to check the goods?"

The other party didn't even look and gave a price directly.

Does she have X-ray vision to see inside the bottle?

Hua Qingyu smiled, "This drop of Sacred Body Blood was sold by me years ago, and it was later obtained by Wang Ren."

"You might have become his disciple, so it makes sense that this drop of Sacred Body Blood is with you."

She wasn't afraid of receiving fake goods.

Dare to cheat the Prosperous Source Chamber, and even if you're at the Foundation Establishment stage, you'll be eliminated, unless you're a transcendent being.

Jiang Ping'an's eyes suddenly widened, and he instinctively took a step back, "How do you know who I am?"

He hadn't revealed his identity, yet the other party knew!

Hua Qingyu smiled.

"It seems you don't know that the Prosperous Source Chamber, besides selling tangible goods, is also the largest intelligence agency in the cultivation world, where information can be bought and sold."

"From the moment you killed the captain of Ping Shui County, your information has been recorded."

Hearing this, Jiang Ping'an's face darkened.

If the chamber sells information, then the information about him buying the Seven-Toxic Star Worms might have been sold!

In that case, Ma Wei's death could be reasonably attributed to him!

Hua Qingyu's deep blue eyes seemed to see through his heart, and she smiled, "Don't worry, there are some things we don't sell, such as transactions with our chamber."

Jiang Ping'an's fingers trembled slightly.

Indeed, they knew about him killing Ma Wei.