Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 284 - 285: Thousand-Year Dragon Blood Herb (4th Update) (Request for Favorites, Rewards, and Recommendations)

Chapter 284: Chapter 285: Thousand-Year Dragon Blood Herb (4th Update) (Request for Favorites, Rewards, and Recommendations)

"Just let you be arrogant for a while, once you lose the gamble, the ten billion Nine Tripods Pills will all be mine!"

Master Mu thought excitedly, his eyes growing more and more greedy.

The wealth of ten billion Nine Tripods Pills, now in Master Mu’s view, seemed easily attainable, which made him all the more thrilled.

"What, are you done taking the items?"

Seeing Master Mu had stopped, Chu Fengmian couldn’t help but curl his lips and say.

"These oddities, let’s call it seven billion Nine Tripods Pills, you still owe three billion."

"Merely ten billion Nine Tripods Pills, Master Mu couldn’t possibly be unable to produce them, could he?"

"Boy, don’t be arrogant! Ten billion Nine Tripods Pills, of course I can afford them!"

Hearing Chu Fengmian’s mockery, Master Mu became even more anxious, seeing this as his best opportunity to obtain ten billion Nine Tripods Pills all at once.

If he let this opportunity slip today, he would truly be in tears without a place to cry.

He had to gather three billion more Nine Tripods Pills.

"Mr. Zhao, could you lend me three billion Nine Tripods Pills first?"

In helplessness, the person Master Mu could think of was none other than Zhao Duanqiao standing beside him.

"If you lend me three billion Nine Tripods Pills, after I win, I will return double to Mr. Zhao, six billion Nine Tripods Pills, how about that?"

"This..."

Hearing Master Mu’s words, Zhao Duanqiao’s expression suddenly became silent.

After a long time without speaking, Master Mu became even more anxious.

"Could it be Mr. Zhao doesn’t trust me? I guarantee that even if I lose today, I will return everything to Mr. Zhao."

Master Mu said anxiously, his top priority now being to gather ten billion Nine Tripods Pills to gamble with Chu Fengmian.

Zhao Duanqiao’s hesitation made Master Mu even more anxious.

"Master Mu, it’s not that I don’t want to lend you, it’s just that I, too, don’t have three billion Nine Tripods Pills."

Zhao Duanqiao hesitated for a while before he could only helplessly speak.

"I also don’t have any valuable oddities on me, so even if I wanted to lend to Master Mu, I am helpless."

Lending three billion and returning six billion was definitely a pie falling from the sky for Zhao Duanqiao.

He trusted Master Mu’s ability to appraise treasures completely; otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent a huge amount of money to convince Master Mu to come out of retirement. However, he now found himself unable to produce the remaining three billion Nine Tripods Pills.

Hearing Zhao Duanqiao’s words, Master Mu’s face turned pale for a moment, but then he quickly thought of something and whispered to Zhao Duanqiao.

"Doesn’t Mr. Zhao have that thousand-year-old Dragon Blood grass in his hands? Just taking out that thousand-year-old Dragon Blood grass would be enough worth three billion Nine Tripods Pills."

Master Mu said excitedly.

Indeed, Zhao Duanqiao possessed the thousand-year-old Dragon Blood grass that he had bought from the Twilight Pavilion.

"But, this thousand-year-old Dragon Blood grass is something my father wanted, I only mentioned to my father about buying it once from the Twilight Pavilion, if I can’t take it back, then I’m finished."

Zhao Duanqiao said somewhat hesitantly.

Don’t think he was always arrogant; in front of his father Zhao Wudi, he was just like a little chick, never daring to speak up.

This thousand-year-old Dragon Blood grass was specifically ordered by Zhao Wudi for him to purchase, if he couldn’t take it back, the punishment would be unthinkable to Zhao Duanqiao.

"Mr. Zhao need not worry, I am sure of victory, the thousand-year-old Dragon Blood grass is just being staked, it will eventually be taken back, and after succeeding, I am willing to give Mr. Zhao five billion Nine Tripods Pills, how about that?"

Master Mu said hurriedly.

"Five hundred million Nine Tripods Pills,"

Zhao Duanqiao remained silent for a while before finally speaking up.

"Fine, then I will trust Master Mu this time."

Zhao Duanqiao carefully took out a red Spiritual Medicine from his spatial ring. Although the red Spiritual Medicine didn’t look remarkable, the faint dragon aura it emitted was enough to reveal its extraordinary nature.

"Indeed, it is the Thousand-Year Dragon Blood Grass."

Seeing the Thousand-Year Dragon Blood Grass, Chu Fengmian’s eyes lit up; it was exactly what he needed most.

This gambling battle, Chu Fengmian’s recent plan and coercion were specifically to draw out this Thousand-Year Dragon Blood Grass, and now, it seemed that Chu Fengmian had succeeded.

Zhao Duanqiao indeed brought out the Thousand-Year Dragon Blood Grass.

"Thank you, Young Master Zhao."

Master Mu took the Thousand-Year Dragon Blood Grass, quickly expressed his thanks, then went straight to Chu Fengmian and pushed the herb forward.

"Boy, this should be enough now."

Master Mu yelled furiously; he was nearly driven mad by Chu Fengmian and could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"The value of the Thousand-Year Dragon Blood Grass is around two hundred and fifty million Nine Tripods Pills. However, since Master Mu seems to have nothing else of value to offer, we will just reluctantly consider it enough. That half a billion Nine Tripods Pills, I won’t fuss over it," said Chu Fengmian indifferently, eyeing the Thousand-Year Dragon Blood Grass.

This remark almost made Master Mu choke, as if Chu Fengmian was bestowing him a favor.

"Boy, let’s see how much longer you can be so arrogant! See how ugly you’ll cry when you lose later!"

Inside, Master Mu roared furiously, but his face maintained a particularly calm expression.

"As the stakes are set below, the gambling agreement should start now, but there should be someone to witness it," said Master Mu with a cold voice.

"I think, why not have Young Master Zhao serve as the witness? As the second son of General Zhao, the Grand Marshal of soldiers and horses, being a witness shouldn’t be a problem."

"Zhao Duanqiao as a witness? He’s not qualified. I don’t trust him; what if he runs away at the crucial moment?"

Hearing Master Mu’s words, Chu Fengmian sneered disdainfully.

Chu Fengmian scanned the surrounding crowd and then suddenly spoke towards the crowd.

"Why don’t we have the Pavilion Master serve as the witness?"

"Oh? Should I serve as the witness?"

A laugh from an elderly voice rang out as the Pavilion Master stepped forward from the crowd.

"That could work. Witnessing this billion extravagant gamble is indeed a great honor."

A billion extravagant gamble, something that wouldn’t occur even once in a hundred years in the entire Qin Emperor realm, the Pavilion Master also wanted to join this excitement.

"Alright, if the Pavilion Master is the witness, I agree too."

Master Mu nodded, seeing as the Pavilion Master’s status made him indeed qualified to be the witness.

"Boy, now that the conditions are clear, let’s guess the true identity of this rare item; that’s only right. Whoever wins will take the billion Nine Tripods Pills."

Master Mu said fiercely, watching Chu Fengmian.

"Just make sure no one refuses to acknowledge the defeat, that wouldn’t be good."

"A billion Nine Tripods Pills isn’t a huge amount for me. Losing is losing; it doesn’t matter, and I won’t go back on my word," Chu Fengmian stated calmly.

"Let’s start, no need to waste any more time."