Supreme Sword Exalt

Jiang Feng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, “I-I also bet that Brother Gu will live!”

Jiang Hong side glanced at him. “Seventh Brother, don’t embarrass yourself by bringing out a few thousand essence crystals.”

The fatty looked curious. “Right, Brother Jiang, I remember you’re broke as a joke.”

However, Jiang Feng didn’t lower his head this time, instead meeting Jiang Hong’s gaze directly. “My mansion is worth seven hundred thousand essence crystals. I’ll wager that.”

Beside him, Chief Steward Li also didn’t object for once. Despite being fully aware that this was Gu Han’s own choice, and that Jiang Feng would most likely lose the bet, seeing so many people betting on Gu Han’s death still made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

The fatty immediately gave a thumbs up. “Brother Jiang, you’re something else, a true friend!”

Chief Steward Li really wanted to punch him. Damn fatty, what a piece of work!

Elders Wu and Feng forced bitter smiles. “We are willing to bet five hundred thousand essence crystals each, that he can live.”

Because of Gu Han’s stubbornness, the two elders didn’t even have a chance to intervene. By doing so, they were just showing certain people in the Yuqing Sect that they had tried their best. They didn’t believe Gu Han had even the slightest chance of survival.

Such a promising seedling, gone just like that... The two felt somewhat disappointed and also somewhat pained.

In the end, apart from a very few individuals, everyone else had participated in this staggering, high-stakes gamble, and the amount of essence crystals wagered had reached a terrifying number. Such an enormous sum was unprecedented since the founding of Great Qi.

The fatty was beaming, his face flushed, fully revealing his nature of enjoying a spectacle. “This is great! Anyone else? If no one else, then—”

Suddenly, a voice lacking confidence came through. “W-wait. I... I’ll bet three hundred thousand essence crystals...”

The fatty raised an eyebrow, instantly identifying the source of the voice, and said with profound disappointment, “Instructor Mei? That’s a bit unethical of you. You’re our instructor, after all. How can you forsake your principles just to earn a few essence crystals...”

Mei Yun gritted his teeth. “I-I’m betting he lives!”

The fatty was stunned. “Huh? Are you out of your mind?”

Chief Steward Li lost it. “Damn fatty, which side are you on?! If you keep spouting nonsense, I’ll slap you dead!”

Facing the mocking and scornful gazes of the crowd, Mei Yun didn’t seem to care. In fact, he was used to it.

“To be honest with you all, in my entire life, I have never had any luck. I know my own reputation very well, and I don’t blame you for avoiding me. But I just don’t want to give up hope! Originally, if no one had chosen me during this martial academy opening, I would have had no face to stay. However, that day, the three of you suddenly picked me. Even though it wasn’t sincere, I was still very happy...” Mei Yun let out a long breath, as if lifting a burden from his heart. “You gave me hope, so I’m betting with everything I have! For the sake of these essence crystals, I just want to prove that I can also be lucky, and that you really are my hope.”

Gu Han remained silent. He suddenly felt that his previous behavior towards Mei Yun had been a bit excessive.

Suddenly, Han Fu raised his voice. “I bet too! Eight hundred thousand essence crystals.”

The fatty looked at him. “You? Betting he dies?”

“No, I’m betting he lives!”

“Are you out of your damn—ahem, you’re that optimistic about him?”

Han Fu cast a cold glance at the fatty. “It’s intuition!”

The crowd was somewhat puzzled. As Gu Han’s instructor, Mei Yun was one thing. Standing on his side was unexpected, but understandable. However, Han Fu had no connection to Gu Han whatsoever. They never even exchanged a single word with each other. Why was he also betting on him living?

He Zhong was somewhat anxious. “Instructor Han, you can’t—”

Han Fu’s face was expressionless. “Just watch. My intuition is never wrong.”

“Enough! You’ve placed your bets! Make your noise! Now...” Du Teng grew impatient, staring fixedly at Gu Han. “Take that poison pill, now!”

“Fine. Let me see what this thing of yours is really made of. You claim to be able to poison a Tier 4 demonic beast with this?” Gu Han laughed coldly, about to put the pill into his mouth.

Ah Sha suddenly ran over and hugged him tightly. She could no longer form a complete sentence, her voice cracking. “Young Master, don’t eat it...”

Gu Han suddenly smiled. “Ah Sha, you remember that dream of yours, right?”

“Mhm...”

“That dream was probably real, so I won’t die today.”

Ah Sha didn’t dare make a sound, let alone look at him.

The fatty came over with a strange expression. “That... there’s something...”

“Speak.”

The fatty stared at Gu Han eagerly. “That broken sword, can you give it to me first, just in case you kick the bucket...”

Gu Han almost cut the fatty down with said sword in rage. “Fuck off!”

Laughing in embarrassment, the fatty didn’t speak further. He just started calculating in his mind. If Gu Han actually died, maybe he could find a way to secretly get the body. His gaze swept around the room.

Under the varied stares, Gu Han gently tossed the pill into his mouth. Everyone on Du Teng’s side secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He took it! He is dead for sure!

Sure enough, as the poison pill entered his stomach, Gu Han’s face instantly turned deathly pale. Large beads of sweat continuously dripped down. It hurts! It hurts so much!ℴℴ𝘮

The toxicity seemed intent on completely dissolving everything within his body. When the pill dissolved completely, a thumb-sized strand of green spirit qi appeared. It was Du Teng’s hidden contingency. This strand of spirit qi was several times more toxic than that poison pill. In less than half a breath, Gu Han was shaking all over from the pain.

Seemingly sensing the situation, his unusual meridians lit up. Vortices indistinguishable to the naked eye operated at full capacity, pulling all the toxins over with an extremely overbearing attitude. The toxins stood no chance against them, completely dissolving. And the remaining, most refined spirit qi subsequently became part of his cultivation base.

Gu Han opened his mouth, and a mass of pitch-black blood sprayed out. He collapsed, his eyes fluttered close as he lay there motionless.

Liu Tong shouted loudly in excitement, “He’s dead! He’s going to die! Hahaha! If you offend heaven, you may still live, but if you bring disaster upon yourself, you don’t deserve to live!”

Jiang Feng and Chief Steward Li were secretly distraught and couldn’t bear to watch any longer.

With an ashen face, Mei Yun muttered to himself, “It seems that I am ultimately incapable of having luck...”

Ah Sha cried heartrendingly, “Young Master!!!!”

Liu Ying stared fixedly at the motionless Gu Han. “Dead? This time, he... really died?”

Du Teng laughed heartily and freely. Everything was his own choice!

Now, even those madmen from the Qingyun Pavilion couldn’t find fault with him.

“Enough! This boy brought death upon himself, so no one can blame—hm?” He glanced at Gu Han, his expression shifted dramatically. “What?! How is this possible?!”

The crowd also realized something was wrong. Not only did Gu Han’s aura show no signs of dissipating, it was actually rising slowly!

The fatty was dumbfounded. “Holy shit? This bastard is actually breaking through??”