Chapter 2351
Chapter 2351
After he finished speaking, he stared intently at Chen Xuan's expression, trying to catch a hint of hesitation.
Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan's eyes grew even more crazed, as if he had been driven to the brink of despair.
He suddenly looked up, as if he had just remembered something, and waved his hand again—a bronze mirror shrouded in rich purple light shot out and flew straight toward the True Immortal Puppet. The mirror surface was filled with the lingering charm of the Emperor's Way, and the purple light soared into the sky.
"This is the Primordial Purple Light Mirror, a divine weapon of the Dao forged by the Imperial Weapon of the Purple Light Holy Land! Does the judge dare to appraise its value?"
The moment the Innate Purple Light Mirror appeared, the six holy sons and daughters dressed in purple in the winged formation changed their expressions drastically and exclaimed in shock: "It is the Innate Purple Light Mirror that our sect has lost for countless years!"
"How dare you, Chen Xuan! How do you possess my sect's most precious treasure?"
"The imperial aura emanating from the mirror is undeniable; it is indeed the Innate Purple Light Mirror!"
"Interesting! Chen Xuan first took out the Seven-Colored Immortal Gold, and then showed off a replica of an imperial weapon from the Purple Light Holy Land of the Upper Heaven Realm. Just what is his background?"
The cultivators inside and outside the arena were discussing it animatedly, all their eyes focused on the bronze mirror shrouded in purple light.
"You brat, how dare you!" Jue Wuqing roared in a low voice, his tone carrying a deliberate explanation, "Last time you returned from the Devouring Demon Star Void, I killed the Immortal King who coveted the Immortal Gold for you. You said you wanted to comprehend the Great Dao of Purple Light, so I let you take this mirror temporarily. This time, upon arriving at Boundless City, I was supposed to return it... How could you be so reckless!"
These words not only explained the origin of the mirror, but also confirmed Chen Xuan's crazy image of "gambling recklessly when he was desperate to lose".
Ignoring the reprimands from his elders, Chen Xuan pointed at the six purple-robed holy sons and daughters in the Winged Light camp and roared, "At this point, what's the point of talking about returning it? They ganged up on me, so I'll take this Purple Light Mirror!"
Regardless of the treasure's origin, the True Immortal Puppet immediately appraised the Innate Purple Light Mirror after receiving it: "This mirror is made in imitation of the Supreme Emperor Weapon 'Nine Heavens Purple Light Mirror.' According to the rules of the Life and Death Arena, it is valued as a top-grade Dao Divine Weapon—priced at 190 million Chaos Units."
"Hmph, deal!" Chen Xuan, looking like he'd lost his mind, agreed without hesitation.
He knew that if the Innate Purple Light Mirror were auctioned at the headquarters of the Void Heaven Pavilion on the first line of defense, its price would at least triple. But the rules of Boundless City were like this, which perfectly suited his persona as a "mad gambler".
The valuation of a replica of an imperial weapon in this way was undoubtedly an extreme humiliation for the Immortal Kings, Holy Sons, and Holy Daughters of the Purple Light Holy Land. However, Chen Xuan's words hit the nail on the head—if they possessed true strength, why would a replica of an imperial weapon be lost elsewhere?
As Chen Xuan agreed, the betting odds in the Flame Dragon Realm skyrocketed, eventually settling at "280 million Chaos Units," far exceeding the nearly 200 million in the Nine Springs Realm. The dazzling light was so intense that it was hard to open one's eyes.
At this moment, the betting channel for the final match has not yet closed—Chen Xuan has set a "ruleless betting battle," which means that all cultivators inside and outside the arena, whether they are Void Reversal, Celestial Immortal, True Immortal, or Immortal King or God King, can place bets at will without any restrictions on chaotic units.
"Betting begins, ten breaths limit!" As the True Immortal Puppet's shout fell, cultivators outside the arena frantically pressed the betting array on the Nine Springs Realm.
Six consecutive losses have already caused everyone to lose faith in the Flame Dragon Realm.
Even the Immortal King, who had always been able to win big with small bets, had no choice but to shake his head and bet on the Nine Springs Realm.
Above the sky, the betting pool for the Flame Dragon Realm remained empty; no one dared to place a bet.
Seeing her father, Zi Chen, bet on the Nine Springs Realm again, Zi Xia stamped her feet and choked back tears, crying, "Father! How can you not believe Brother Chen Xuan!"
Jue Wuqing squinted at Chen Xuan, who was "going crazy" in the arena, and was shocked. At this moment, almost all the True Immortals and Immortal Kings in the arena had placed heavy bets, starting with five hundred Chaos Units, and there were also many powerful figures who bet one thousand or two thousand Chaos Units.
After all, a single battle determines the outcome, and even with odds as low as 0.5, winning would still bring immense wealth. As for Chen Xuan, the treasure worth a staggering 280 million Chaos Units was enough to drive any cultivator mad.
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