156: Chapter 156 A High-Stakes Gamble!!!

"What?!"

Even on Proprietress Hao Shuang's face, which usually wore a calm smile, a flash of shock and astonishment could not help but appear.

A Qi Refining Level 7 person killing someone in the Foundation Establishment Stage within three moves? This kid must have truly lost his mind.

But as a proprietress who had been mixing in gambling circles for years, she quickly composed herself. A trace of contemptuous mockery flashed in the depths of her eyes, and she simply went along with it:

"Good! You have guts! If you bet on Qin Feng killing his opponent within three moves, the odds are one to two thousand!"

"Haha, good!"

Qin Feng laughed loudly and nodded readily: "Then I'll play along. I'll bet twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stones."

Qin Feng was quite sensible.

He knew that if he really threw his entire net worth into a bet with odds of one to two thousand, Tongbao Bank wouldn't be able to pay it out even if they sold everything they owned.

He just wanted to easily get some Spirit Stones to spend and, incidentally, add some excitement to Senior Brother Gou Dongxi's death.

However, the tree wants stillness, but the wind will not cease.

Hearing that Qin Feng only took out a mere twenty Spirit Stones, Proprietress Hao Shuang, who had originally thought she had encountered some hidden crazy young master, suddenly felt played.

Her expression turned cold, and she directly and relentlessly snorted:

"Little brother, do you think this sister's place is a game?"

"Since it is a special bet you requested to be set up, there must naturally be special rules. For this kind of pot, the minimum bet starts at three thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"

Proprietress Hao Shuang was certain that this Qi Refining Level 7 Disciple, dressed in ordinary clothes, absolutely could not possibly produce so many Spirit Stones.

She just wanted to use this method to slap him in the face in public and establish the prestige of Tongbao Bank!

Hearing the minimum threshold of three thousand Spirit Stones, the surrounding Disciples looked at Qin Feng with mocking eyes, as if looking at a poverty-stricken ghost.

"Three thousand? Even if you sold him, he wouldn't be worth three hundred!"

Qin Feng frowned slightly. Looking at the aggressive Proprietress Hao Shuang, he kindly advised:

"Proprietress, the stakes are too high; it's not good for anyone. I advise you to just let me bet a little."

"Presumptuous!"

Manager Fu An had long been unable to hold back. He jumped out and cursed:

"You pauper, you can't even take out three thousand when asked, what are you pretending to be a big shot for? If you can't afford to play, get lost! Don't dirty the floor of our bank!"

Proprietress Hao Shuang also coldly glanced at Qin Feng, turned around, and ignored him further. Her high-and-mighty, contemptuous attitude was self-evident.

"Can't afford to play?"

Qin Feng suddenly laughed, his smile revealing a deep-seated arrogance and coldness.

"Since you insist on rushing to give me money, then I, Qin Feng, will not be polite."

"Swish—!"

Qin Feng flipped his wrist and pulled a Sect contract shimmering with ancient golden light directly from his Storage Pouch, slapping it hard onto the counter!

"Since we want to make a big bet, words are not enough. Let's sign a transaction zone contract, protected by the Sect laws!"

Immediately after!

"Clatter—!!!"

Qin Feng untied the two Storage Pouches at his waist and, without the slightest heartache or hesitation, dumped all the Low-Grade Spirit Stones inside onto the wide counter like garbage.

In an instant, Spiritual Qi overflowed, and the scene was filled with the luster of treasures!

A full four thousand crystal-clear Low-Grade Spirit Stones piled up into a dazzling small mountain, almost blinding everyone's eyes!

This was all the fortune he had scavenged after killing Gou Changgen, Senior Brother Zhao, and Huo Kai.

"Four... four thousand?!"

The mockery on Manager Fu An's face instantly stiffened. His eyes widened like copper bells, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Proprietress Hao Shuang, who had been preparing to go upstairs, also turned around abruptly. Looking at the mountain of Spirit Stones, her full chest heaved violently, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.

How could an ordinary Qi Refining Level 7 Disciple carry a huge sum of four thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones on him?!

Qin Feng pressed both hands on the counter, leaning forward like a lone wolf baring its fangs, staring fixedly at the pale-faced Proprietress Hao Shuang:

"I bet four thousand Spirit Stones. Betting on Qin Feng, within three moves, killing Senior Brother Gou Dongxi. Now, sign and press your thumbprint."

Proprietress Hao Shuang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in her heart.

Four thousand Spirit Stones at odds of one to two thousand meant a full eight million Low-Grade Spirit Stones. This was almost the total profit of Tongbao Bank since it opened, plus the sum of the entire bank's total value!!!

But, killing a Foundation Establishment Stage in three moves? Absolutely impossible! Four thousand Spirit Stones were as good as free!

"Good! Since you want to die, this sister will accept!"

Proprietress Hao Shuang bit her fingertip and decisively pressed her blood-print onto the Heavenly Dao contract. Qin Feng also branded his mark.

Taking the split contract, Qin Feng tucked it into his robes, a chilling sneer curling the corner of his mouth.

He stood up straight, coldly scanned the room, and finally let his gaze fall on Proprietress Hao Shuang's beautiful face. His voice boomed through the hall like thunder:

"The rules of the transaction zone: since a Heavenly Dao contract has been set, it is protected by the laws of the entire Hehuan Sect, and no one is allowed to breach it."

"I hope that tomorrow after the Life-and-Death Arena, your esteemed shop will be able to produce enough Spirit Stones."

Qin Feng turned around and strode out, leaving behind a reverberating warning: "Don't let me be disappointed."

...

Leaving the transaction zone, Qin Feng was in a great mood.

Since someone insisted on seeking death, why not take advantage of it to make a fortune?

On the way back, passing by the market.

Qin Feng looked at some shops selling robes for female cultivators, and his heart stirred slightly.

He casually walked in and picked out a few beautiful dresses and clothes made of top-grade ice silk, as well as some small items full of charm but made with Materials from the Immortal Realm.

Returned to the courtyard.

Night fell, and the lights in the room flickered.

Qin Feng threw the clothes he had bought onto the bed and let the women choose for themselves.

Zhou Qingzi and Mu Siyao happily went to try on those gorgeous immortal-style dresses, while Mu Wanqing, who had always had a cold personality, had her gaze fall on a pair of extremely thin, breathable black long stockings woven from second-order ice silkworm silk.

She bit her red lip, a flash of intense struggle in her eyes, but in the end, she blushed and took them into the inner room.

Not long after.

Accompanied by the sound of rustling footsteps, the curtain was gently lifted.

Qin Feng was leaning on the bed drinking tea. As he looked up, his breathing suddenly hitched.

Mu Wanqing was wearing a black tight-fitting miniskirt that barely covered her thighs, and those long, straight, flawless beautiful legs were tightly wrapped in semi-transparent ice silkworm silk stockings.

The snow-white skin faintly showing through was mysterious and alluring, heightening the contrast between that coldness and indulgence to the extreme!

She, who had always been pure and unsullied, had a face flushed with shame, but her eyes revealed a kind of wild, reckless abandon.

She bit her lower lip, walked to Qin Feng, and actually bent down slightly, striking a bewitching pose, displaying her breathtaking long legs to the fullest.

"Feng..."

Mu Wanqing's voice was intoxicatingly sweet, carrying a hint of ingratiation and expectation. "Does it look good?"

Watching the once high-and-mighty high-mountain flower, now willingly blooming with such fatal charm just to please him.

Qin Feng felt the blood in his body instantly boil.

"It looks good, but I need to take a closer look..."