Red-eyebrowed Monster's Holy Treasure was quite special. It was a silver-white half-mask with a delicate and noble face. The edge of the mask was inlaid with blue gemstones shining like stars.
This mask was a treasure obtained by Red-eyebrowed Monster in an ancient relic. He named it the Star Mask.
The Star Mask did not have strong attack power, nor did it have strong defensive power, but it had three very special abilities.
After Mo Wen found out about these three abilities, he became very excited.
All three abilities were not simple. The first ability was called Spirit Recovery, which could instantly recover a cultivator's spirit energy. Even if the cultivator was in a withered state, the cultivator would still be able to reach the peak in an instant. For immortal cultivators like Mo Wen who had high output, recovering spiritual power was undoubtedly the biggest problem. For example, his Thunder God's Rain, which had the highest attack power, could only be unleashed a few times before his Yin and Yang Qi would be depleted.
For example, the Illusionary Spirit Soars the Heavens that he had just learned could deplete his Yin-Yang Qi after using it twice. Furthermore, his Yin Yang Qi was far purer and stronger than ordinary spiritual power. That was why he could maintain it twice at the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm. If he was an ordinary later stage Tide Changing Realm immortal cultivator, he might not even be able to unleash the Illusionary Spirit Soars the Sky once.
The higher the level of remarkable powers and secret techniques he cultivated, the more Mo Wen realized that he did not have enough Yin Yang Qi to use. This shortcoming had always existed.
However, the Starry Mask could make up for this shortcoming. During battle, it could continuously replenish his Yin and Yang Qi, allowing him to continue fighting.
A cultivator like Red-eyebrowed Monster could use the energy stored in the Star Mask to restore his spiritual power in one go, and he even had some left over.
He was an Immortal Cultivator at the middle stage of the Divine Illusionary Realm. The spiritual energy in his body was as vast as the ocean, yet he could instantly recover. With Mo Wen's cultivation, it would not be a problem for him to continuously recover one or two hundred times.
This sort of heaven-defying saint treasure, if it weren't for the fact that it could only restore one's spiritual strength to the middle Divine Void realm, then even a late Divine Void realm cultivator wouldn't be able to fully restore their spiritual strength. Perhaps even the mysterious City Lord of Sun Mop City would covet it. Because of this, the Starry Mask was only a Hundred Spirit Saint Treasure.
However, this function was simply too suitable for Mo Wen.
Moreover, Spirit Recovery was only one of the three abilities.
The second ability of the Starry Mask. It was called Instant Kill. As the name suggested, Instant Kill could instantly unleash the terrifying energy stored within the Star Mask to kill the enemy. However, the Starry Mask was only a Hundred Spirit Saint Treasure, so the amount of energy it could store was limited. If Old Man Chi Mei used Instant Kill, he would at most be able to wound a Divine Void realm ancient beast. Compared to his middle Divine Void realm cultivation, this ability wasn't particularly useful.
But Mo Wen was different. His cultivation was only at the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm. Usually, he would not encounter enemies at the Divine Illusionary Realm. The effect of instant killing in his hands was quite terrifying. However, the power of the Instant Kill of the Starry Mask was not fixed. It was related to the cultivation of the person wearing the mask. The red-browed old freak could release the full power of the Starry Mask, but Mo Wen's cultivation was only at the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm. At most, he could release a portion of the power of the Starry Mask. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to control the full power of the Star Mask. Not to mention killing the enemy, he would probably be destroyed by the uncontrollable power first.
As for the third ability. It's called disguise.
Within a certain range, it could change a cultivator's appearance, figure, and even cultivation level.
After putting on the Star Mask, one could instantly transform into another person. It was quite magical. Those with insufficient cultivation would not be able to see any flaws at all. Also, it could change the pressure of the aura so that others would not be able to determine one's true cultivation level, achieving the effect of confusing the eyes of others.
Any one of the three abilities would most likely be comparable to a sacred treasure. It was indeed a little unbelievable that three abilities appeared on a sacred treasure at the same time.
As expected, a treasure from the Immemorial Age was extraordinary. Mo Wen sighed inwardly. Fortunately, the range of application of the Star Mask was around the Divine Illusionary Realm. Otherwise, this thing would be really heaven-defying.
When Nie Junxue and the others learned about the effects of the Starry Mask, they were all dumbfounded. They didn't expect there to be such a special treasure among the Hundred Spirit Holy Treasures. If it wasn't for the fact that it was limited to the Divine Illusionary Realm and below … If it wasn't limited to the Divine Illusionary Realm and below, some people would probably believe it.
Greed rose in Zhuang Qixian's eyes. He could not wait for the Star Mask to fly into his hands immediately. As a person from the Spirit Realm, he understood the value of the Star Mask quite well. He had seen many Hundred Spirit Saint Treasures, but he had never seen such an incredible one. Some high level cultivators were even willing to use Thousand Spirit Saint Treasures to exchange for this kind of Hundred Spirit Saint Treasure. This was because the special function of the Star Mask was quite rare among Saint Treasures. In the eyes of those high level cultivators, its value was not in its power, but in its research value.
"Young people, don't think too much. The Star Mask is one of the top ten treasures in the entire Moyang City. Do you think you can win it?"
Lady Poison shook her head with a smile. These young people were so arrogant that they actually wanted to snatch food from the tiger's mouth. The Red-eyebrowed Freak must have crossed more bridges than you have crossed.
"Senior Red Eyebrowed is one of the two most famous managers in the Blood Battling Palace. The fighters trained by him have defeated countless people in the Blood Battling Palace. You are too confident in yourself to fight someone three levels higher than you."
Lady Poison's last sentence was obviously directed at Mo Wen. The sacred treasure in this young man's hands was most likely going to be the Red-eyebrowed Freak's. That old fellow was a cunning old fox. Since he dared to take out the Starry Mask as a bet, he never thought that he would lose.
"That's true. Mo Wen, you are too reckless."
Zhuang Qixian and the others nodded when they heard that. They felt much better. If Mo Wen won, they would die of jealousy.
However, it was obvious that Mo Wen could not win against an old monster in the intermediate stage of the Divine Illusionary Realm. Even Zhuang Qixian had no confidence in himself, so how could Mo Wen win?
Nie Junxue's eyes were full of worry, but she did not know what to do now that things had come to this.
Mo Wen smiled without saying anything. He slowly looked at the fighting ring.
…
The news that someone had made a bet with the Red-eyebrowed Freak spread quickly in the Blood Battling Palace. One person spread it to ten people, and ten people spread it to a hundred people …
In less than the time it took to finish a cup of tea, everyone in the Bloodbath Palace knew about it.
They especially knew that someone was going to challenge the Red-eyebrowed Freak, who was three levels higher than him, and the bet was actually a sacred treasure!
A sacred treasure! It was a legendary item. Even the Hundred Spirit Sacred Treasure, the lowest level, was an unattainable luxury.
In the entire Moyang City, there were more than 30 Divine Illusionary Realm cultivators, but not even 10 sacred treasures. On average, only one out of five Divine Illusionary Realm cultivators had a sacred treasure.
"What? A sacred treasure bet? Such a big bet has only happened a few times in the history of the Blood Battling Palace! I can't believe I've met one in my lifetime! "
"Who dares to bet with the Red-eyebrowed Freak for a sacred treasure? Could it be that he is also a senior in the Divine Illusionary Realm? But … Skipping three ranks? Is he crazy? "
"I asked before. The person who made the bet with the Red-eyebrowed Freak is not Ku Yu. He is not even a senior in the Divine Illusionary Realm in our Moyang City, but a young cultivator. I heard that he is a preliminary cultivator. "
A person who was obviously of high status stood up and spoke. Many people in the audience looked at him.
Ku Yu and the Red-eyebrowed Freak were the two biggest underground fight managers in the Blood Battling Palace. They had a large number of fighters working for them. Each of them was fierce and terrifying. Many people did not want to meet people from these two camps in the underground fights.
"A preliminary cultivator from outside the Blood Battling Palace dares to bet with the Red-eyebrowed Freak? How dare he!"
"These preliminary cultivators are really arrogant. Do they really think that they are God's favored ones and that they can do anything? He is asking for death by skipping three ranks. "
"These preliminary cultivators are arrogant and think that they are superior to us, the Waste Region Immortal Cultivators. If they don't suffer some losses, they won't know whose territory this is. "
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The bet between Mo Wen and the Red-eyebrowed Freak caused an earthquake in the entire Blood Battling Palace. Some people who were not in the Blood Battling Palace received the news and rushed over.
Divine Illusionary Realm, sacred treasure, preliminary cultivator …
Any one of these keywords was very attractive. The Blood Battling Palace was in full swing. The audience was no longer in the mood to watch the underground fights in front of them. They were all asking about the fight between Mo Wen and the Red-eyebrowed Freak. Many people even suggested postponing all the underground fights so that the fight between Mo Wen and the Red-eyebrowed Freak could be brought forward.
On the other side, the Blood Battling Palace's biggest business. The betting had already been opened. All kinds of bets were in full swing.
No one was interested in the other underground fights anymore. Everyone was focused on the bet between Mo Wen and the Red-eyebrowed Freak.
"I bet that the preliminary cultivator will lose badly. Two million Primordial Stones."
"I bet that the preliminary cultivator will lose in thirty minutes. Five million Primordial Stones."
"I bet that the preliminary cultivator will lose in ten moves. Ten million Primordial Stones."
…
More and more people were participating in the betting. There was a huge crowd, and it was quite turbulent.
This was a matter of great concern. It was understandable that so many people were participating. Moreover, the outcome of the bet between a preliminary cultivator from outside the Blood Battling Palace and a senior in the Divine Illusionary Realm was almost certain. Moreover, for the Immortal Cultivators of Moyang City, this matter involved their sense of regional honor. So, they were even more enthusiastic to participate.
In a short while, the gambling money had reached an unimaginable level. Even an astronomical figure was not enough to describe it. Moreover, 99.9% of the people were betting that Mo Wen would lose. The question was how, how long, and how many moves he would lose.
Of course, there were also some people who were curious and bet on Mo Wen to win. However, this kind of people was obviously quite insignificant. They were like a drop of water in the ocean, unable to cause any ripples.
As a result, the ratio of the bet between Mo Wen and the Red-eyebrowed Freak became more and more exaggerated. As time went by, it actually broke the strange ratio of 1: 10000. Moreover, the momentum did not stop. It was still rising.
"Mo Wen, I want to bet that you will win now."
Zhuang Qixian looked at the exaggerated ratio and was dumbfounded. According to the momentum, would the ratio break 1: 100000?
If he bet 10,000 Vital Stones on Mo Wen to win, he would get 100 million Vital Stones. It was too crazy!
"It is very tempting, but I don't want to throw away my Vital Stones just because of this. Even if I am spending money to buy excitement, I should at least have some hope of winning," Wei Dahai said with a bitter smile.
Nie Junxue smiled bitterly. Why was Wei Dahai so straightforward? If he did not know how to speak, he should not have said it.
Nie Junxue thought for a moment and said, "I bet one million Spiritual Stones on Mo Wen to win." No matter what, she had to show her support. She could not let Mo Wen be affected by this atmosphere.
Zhuang Qixian frowned slightly. Why was Nie Junxue always defending Mo Wen? The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.
After spending time together, he realized that although Nie Junxue was only an Immortal Cultivator from the Source World, she was a very talented woman, especially in the field of weapon forging. She could forge a spiritual treasure at such a young age. In the future, if she could break through to the Divine Illusionary Realm or even higher, it would not be a problem for her to forge a sacred treasure.
A weapon forging master who could forge a sacred treasure would be in high demand no matter where she went. Many people would fight to rope her in.
Furthermore, Nie Junxue was such a beautiful woman.
She was a beauty, a talented woman, and she had a bright future. Any man would be tempted.
Zhuang Qixian naturally had his own thoughts. However, Mo Wen's appearance made him feel a sense of crisis.
"Sister Junxue, although one million Vital Stones is not a lot, it is not good to throw it away for nothing," Zhuang Qixian said plainly.
"Who said that? I believe that Mo Wen will win. " Nie Junxue snorted softly. She used to think that Zhuang Qixian was quite nice. Now, she felt that he was becoming more and more petty. No matter what, Mo Wen was on their side. Couldn't he say something encouraging?
Zhuang Qixian deliberately sneered and did not say anything else. However, the disdain in his eyes was obvious to everyone.
Wei Dahai and Zhong Quanjing also laughed coldly. Both of them could not stand Mo Wen either. Why did Sister Junxue care about him so much?
Nie Junxue was so angry that her face turned red. These people were too much. At a time like this! All of them were narrow-minded and not bold enough, but they were always petty. Was this the quality of the Spirit Realm cultivators?
Mo Wen chuckled and walked towards the gambling house. He said plainly, "This ratio is very embarrassing. Forget it, I will bet five billion Vital Stones for myself. "
"What!"
Zhuang Qixian and the others were stunned. They thought they were hallucinating. Five billion Vital Stones!
Nie Junxue was also stunned. Vital Stones did not exist in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, and they had just arrived at the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield not long ago. How could Mo Wen have five billion Vital Stones? Even if he robbed from house to house, he would not be able to get so many.
Nie Junxue did not know that Mo Wen had really "robbed" dozens of tribes in the Ancient Wastelands of their Vital Stones. However, the method of "robbing" was a little special. They had willingly given up all their savings.
In the end, Mo Wen threw five billion Vital Stones into the gambling house, causing an uproar in the entire Blood Battle Palace.
The ratio between Mo Wen and the Red-browed Old Freak had instantly shrunk because of his wealth. The ratio, which had originally exceeded 1: 10000 and was still rising, instantly dropped to less than 10000. However, based on the growth trend, this 1: 10000 ratio would most likely rise again.
"This lunatic …!"
Wei Dahai and Zhong Quanjing were dumbfounded. Mo Wen had actually bet five billion Vital Stones that he would win. Even if he was a spendthrift, this was not the way to squander money! Five billion! All of their treasures combined might not even be able to come up with five billion Vital Stones!
Zhuang Qixian's expression froze slightly, and his eyes became a little complicated. Five billion Vital Stones was indeed a huge number, but he could still come up with it if he wanted to. However, the key was that Mo Wen had bet five billion Vital Stones that he would win! What did that mean? He did not care about five billion Vital Stones because he was too confident in himself!
If it were him, no matter how rich he was, he would not throw away five billion Vital Stones so easily. The answer was that Mo Wen had a lot of confidence in himself!
At this moment, Zhuang Qixian no longer treated Mo Wen as a country bumpkin who had not seen the world.
On the other side, Mo Wen had bet five billion Vital Stones. The entire Blood Battle Palace was in an uproar again …
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Four thousand words!
(To be continued.)
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