CHAPTER 72: CHAPTER 72: WILL YOU COME AGAIN

The atmosphere was awkward, everyone’s expression turned quite uncomfortable.

These people are all darlings of heaven, used to mocking others, being mocked was a first for them.

And yet, they couldn’t retort.

Unless they could produce a Tier Seven Spiritual Artifact and were willing to give it to Jiang Cheng for free.

"I’ll compensate for her!"

A person flashed out from the side hall, it was Qi Cang.

If you don’t want to sacrifice the child, you won’t catch the wolf.

Now without getting Jiang Cheng’s ’Treasure Ring’, he couldn’t flip out and end things abruptly.

The act had to continue.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master, why should you..."

Li Yehong was still unwilling, thinking it unnecessary to really give it away.

Qi Cang smiled and waved, inwardly wanting to strangle her.

Damn it, I’m here to have you cooperate with the plan, not to sabotage it!

He brushed the ring, a beam of green light shot out from within, causing the hall’s light to sway.

A three-foot ancient sword sprinkled with star-like glints floated midair, at first glance, it was extraordinary.

"This sword is named Lu Feng, a genuine Tier Seven Spirit Sword, is Sect Leader Jiang satisfied?"

Speaking these words, his heart bled.

This sword was his personal sword, bestowed upon him by his Palace Master father.

But he was a person of great deeds, with a broad mind, understanding that to gain more, one must first invest.

Jiang Cheng, naturally, wouldn’t be polite, he accepted the Tier Seven Spirit Sword with a smile.

He couldn’t care less about the murderous gazes around him.

"Let’s continue, it’s my turn to guess now, isn’t it?"

After making a profit, his spirits soared, he turned and locked eyes with the disciple on his right.

Xu Xing glanced at Qi Cang, then nodded.

"Correct, Sect Leader Jiang, please!"

This time they weren’t worried, without any understanding or acquaintance, it was inherently difficult to guess the items within the other’s ring.

If Jiang Cheng guessed too high, he would have to compensate.

"Sect Leader Jiang, there really is a Tier Seven Spirit Sword in my ring, but I bet you can’t guess its attribute."

The elite Inner Sect disciple Zuo Yuankai flaunted with a hint of provocation.

According to the rules, no need to guess the specific item, but must mention which attribute.

He was not worried at all that Jiang Cheng could guess correctly because he didn’t even have a Tier Seven Spirit Sword, the statement was meant to mislead.

No one can directly use Spiritual Power to perceive the contents of a ring without touching it.

Once really guessed as a Tier Seven Spirit Sword, it would definitely be wrong, and then he would have to compensate a piece in return.

Playing the provocation technique again, aren’t these people tired?

Do they really take me as a fool?

Brother Cheng indeed couldn’t directly use Divine Thought to see through the ring, so...

He decisively activated the Insight Skill.

Using it once only costs 10 points, an affordable expense.

Thus, Zuo Yuankai’s ring appeared naked before him.

Tier Five Storage Ring - 100 points.

10,357 Top-grade Spirit Stones - 103.57 points.

Eight bottles of Sixth-grade Void Soul Pill - 800 points.

Two Tier Six Fire Spirit Swords - 2,000 points.

Tier Six Golden Rock Heavy Armor - 1,000 points.

Tier Seven Jade Crystal Silk Armor - 10,000 points.

As for other miscellaneous items, the system was too lazy to score.

Each item had a detailed introduction beneath it, not only attributes, even purpose and features were clearly outlined.

"Sect Leader Jiang, what attribute of Tier Seven Spirit Sword do you intend to guess?"

"If you’re afraid of losing, you can guess the Lower Grade Spirit Stones, you won’t lose much then."

Zuo Yuankai continued to exert himself in ridiculing.

You don’t have any Tier Seven Spirit Sword, isn’t your act exhausting?

However, this guy’s ring contained a Tier Seven Spirit Armor, which was quite a find.

Considering this point, Brother Cheng decided to be a good person and keep it safe for him.

"In your ring, there’s a green Tier Seven Jade Crystal Silk Armor."

He felt a bit regretful because he only could guess one item at a time, otherwise he would have cleaned out the entire ring.

"What did you say?"

Zuo Yuankai shot up like someone had punched him in the face.

How did he know that he had that Spirit Armor?

This Tier Seven Spirit Armor was his lifeline, a trump card that got him into the top thirty Inner Sect disciples this year.

He had toiled for decades for this armor, putting in few unknown efforts.

How could it just be given away so casually?

"You’re talking nonsense, what Jade Crystal Silk Armor, besides you didn’t even mention any attribute, random guesses don’t count..."

Brother Cheng looked at him like he was a stubborn fool.

"Water and Wood Dual Attributes."

How could he guess so accurately?

Zuo Yuankai was struck by lightning, almost going insane, he started to babble.

"No! You guessed wrong, you owe me a Tier Seven Spirit Armor, hahaha!"

"The armor body is also engraved with Sixth-grade Rejuvenation Array, Sixth-grade Soul Circle Array, and Seventh-grade Jade Wave Spirit Array."

Even the details were mentioned, stunning everyone present.

Even Qi Cang found it extremely unbelievable.

He even secretly suspected that perhaps Jiang Cheng had a mole in Eight Clouds Hall who had leaked the information?

Jiang Cheng didn’t bother to look at him but cast a glance at Xu Xing.

"Since there’s a dispute, then let’s trouble the arbiters to inspect."

Weren’t you rushing to be arbitrator?

Fine, now let your own people help me force another of your own, isn’t that delightful?

"Junior Brother Zuo, hand it over."

Xu Xing sighed heavily with a grim face, he too did not want his own to suffer.

But the problem was unless they wanted to break off immediately with Jiang Cheng, they had no choice but to continue.

That Tier Seven Spirit Armor he had seen during the sect competition, Jiang Cheng’s words were spot on, clearly ’prepared.’

Zuo Yuankai wouldn’t willingly give away his lifeline like that, he grasped the Storage Ring and flew straight out of the seat towards the hall’s exit.

"No! You guys teamed up to trap me, isn’t it just for show..."

Swish!

A streak of sword light exploded within the hall.

The next moment, a figure fell, silent evermore.

Qi Cang expressionlessly retrieved the sword, his cold gaze sweeping across everyone present.

"Anyone else who acts like him, will be killed without mercy!"

If Zuo Yuankai had merely escaped, that would have been tolerable, but fleeing with gossip nearly exposed the plan.

To Qi Cang, this was betrayal!

He wouldn’t obviously spare a traitor.

Everyone in the hall was silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to utter a word.

An elite Inner Sect disciple got killed, the matter could be trivial or significant.

Qi Cang was, after all, the son of the Palace Master, even if pursued for accountability, at most it’ll be a mild punishment.

Whereas if they were killed, it would genuinely mean their deaths.

With one stretch of the hand, Zuo Yuankai’s ring floated into Qi Cang’s palm.

A luminous light arose, revealing a gleaming, green, gelatinous Spirit Armor.

"Sect Leader Jiang, our Eight Clouds Hall can afford a loss."

"Good, Young Master Qi is quite bold!"

Brother Cheng gave a thumbs up, manually giving him a ’like,’ and then smilingly received the Spirit Armor.

Profits again, this trip was truly worth it!

"Onward, onward, let’s quickly start the next round!"

His spirits were high, he planned to keep winning and continue into glorious conquest.

With Zuo Yuankai just wiped out, the disciple now in the line-up behind him trembled in fear.

As for Li Yehong, she was still sulking.

Seeing the defiant expressions among the crowd, Qi Cang realized if the game continued, people might alienate themselves from him.

Jiang Cheng’s ring was empty, the game would always lead him to win without losing, rendering it pointless.

"Sect Leader Jiang, it’s time to head to the main hall for the ceremony, how about ending this little ring-guessing game here?"

"Uh, alright then..."

Brother Cheng glanced at the rings on others, truly feeling unsatisfied.