Primordial Emperor
Chapter 488: Is This Your Sister?

Chapter 488: Chapter 488: Is This Your Sister?

"Look all you want, but what’s the fuss about? If you don’t want to watch, then buzz off."

"I’m just giving Xuan Feng a heads up. What are you gonna do about it?"

Below the Duel Platform, many Martial Artists watched the battle above, shouting and cheering on the fighters.

Hummm—

At that moment, on the Duel Platform, the skinny man known as Xuan Feng, having heard someone’s warning from below, looked up and saw Zhang Meng having exhausted his strength after displaying formidable power. Now was the perfect opportunity to counterattack.

Xuan Feng’s figure twisted, sharp claw covers appearing in his hands, as his body spun on the spot. A hurricane formed around him, and within two breaths, he had leapt into the air, melding into the hurricane.

Next, the hurricane closed in on Zhang Meng, aiming to defeat him while he was drained of strength.

However, just as Xuan Feng launched his attack toward Zhang Meng, Zhang Meng suddenly revealed a hint of a smirk.

Boom—

Zhang Meng gathered a powerful Spiritual Power in his hand and threw a punch at Xuan Feng, immediately dispersing the hurricane.

"Pff..."

"You tricked me, you weren’t exhausted at all."

Xuan Feng fell to the ground, spitting out fresh blood, his eyes unwillingly looking up at Zhang Meng.

"I never said that I was exhausted," Zhang Meng replied, the corners of his mouth turning up into a smile, the five hundred Contribution Points easily earned.

Moreover, before the start of the fight with Xuan Feng, Zhang Meng had arranged for others to bet on his victory, staking three hundred Sect Contribution Points. Now he had directly profited by two thousand Sect Contribution Points.

"Damn it, Xuan Feng actually lost. Wasn’t it said that Xuan Feng’s Gale Claw technique was unrivaled among his peers, with huge destructive power? Even facing an exhausted Zhang Meng, he couldn’t defeat him. What bad luck, I just lost five hundred Sect Contribution Points."

"Are you stupid? Didn’t you see Zhang Meng deliberately expose a weakness just now to lure in Xuan Feng? Xuan Feng should have waited longer; it clearly wasn’t the best time to strike."

"It’s all because of that bastard who just had to open his mouth and remind Xuan Feng to attack. Where did that guy go?"

Amid the ongoing discussions below the Duel Platform, nobody realized that the person who had reminded Xuan Feng of Zhang Meng’s feigned weakness was arranged by Zhang Meng himself.

"Brother Qin, did you also bet on Xuan Feng?" Lin Chen inquired, noticing Qin Kaifeng’s gloomy expression.

Upon hearing this, Qin Kaifeng nodded, admitting his extreme frustration, and began pacing back and forth, looking very anxious.

"Brother Qin, what’s wrong?" Lin Chen couldn’t understand what was troubling Qin Kaifeng so much.

"Brother Lin, you don’t understand. I’ve lost a lot this time," Qin Kaifeng said sorrowfully.

"Did Brother Qin bet all you had?" Lin Chen asked, perplexed by Qin Kaifeng’s look of despair.

"If it was just everything I had, that would be one thing. But I also borrowed one thousand Sect Contribution Points from others. With this loss, not only is my capital gone, but now I’m in debt," Qin Kaifeng explained with a woeful look at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen shook his head, thinking he had guessed right about Qin Kaifeng, a clan descendant who indeed had a penchant for gambling.

They never lacked anything from childhood, whether it was Cultivation Resources or anything else. Everything was always provided for them, so many things, even when put directly into their hands, brought no sense of achievement, unlike things that they owned themselves.

That’s why gambling appealed to them and became a fondness.

"Qin Kaifeng, the competition is over, and it’s time for you to pay back the Sect Contribution Points you owe me," declared a tall woman with a bombshell figure slowly approaching at that moment.

Lin Chen and Qin Kaifeng turned their heads and saw the woman. She wore a short aqua skirt on her lower half, displaying her long, lean legs without an ounce of excess fat, and she had on a short vest that revealed her flat belly.

And with such a slender form, she possessed an impressive bust.

Her approach immediately attracted the gaze of many Martial Artists. But recalling her identity, not one dared show any disrespect.

"Sister, I..."

"Can I just... Can we delay it a bit?... I don’t have enough Sect Contribution Points or Spirit Stones to pay you back right now," Qin Kaifeng stammered to the woman, feeling his scalp tingle.

Qin Kaifeng knew the woman wouldn’t likely give him more time. It looked like he wouldn’t just get a beating today but also might be dragged back for punishment.

Meanwhile, Lin Chen, standing next to Qin Kaifeng, was sizing up the woman in the short skirt.

"Brother Lin, you don’t have a thing for my sister, do you?" asked Qin Kaifeng.

"As your good brother, let me warn you, don’t get deceived by her appearance. If she decides to be harsh, she could pluck you bald as a rabbit," Qin Kaifeng whispered into Lin Chen’s ear.

However, after saying this, a sudden spark of an idea brightened in Qin Kaifeng’s eyes. Lin Chen was the champion of the final round of the recruitment competition and should still have some Sect Contribution Points left.

"Brother Lin, I have an impolite request. I hope you can help me this one time," Qin Kaifeng said, his eyes locked on Lin Chen.

"If you get me out of this pinch, I owe you, big time. Whether it’s climbing a mountain of swords or descending into a sea of flames, just say the word, and I won’t hesitate."

As he spoke, Qin Kaifeng’s eyes shone with anticipation.

Feeling Qin Kaifeng’s gaze, Lin Chen felt his scalp tingle.

"This is your sister? You’re not thinking of borrowing Sect Contribution Points from me to pay her back, are you?" Lin Chen asked casually.

"Exactly!"

"Brother Lin, do you have any?" Qin Kaifeng asked, full of hope.

Lin Chen felt very helpless upon hearing this. He had already used part of his Points for the cultivation room and happened to have just this last thousand Sect Contribution Points.

Hummm—

While the two were conversing, although the woman in the skirt could not hear their private conversation from afar, seeing them engage in conversation, Qin Yushuang immediately knew what Qin Kaifeng was up to. A surge of energy erupted from her and swept over towards Lin Chen.