Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The Apothecary Alliance's main altar was much more lively than before.
Many apothecaries from all over the Transcendent Realm rushed back to witness the bet between the newly promoted Saint Apothecary Yang Wu and the veteran Saint Apothecary Xing Yashang.
Whether it was the newly promoted Saint Alchemist or the old Saint Alchemist who was better would be revealed today.
Two altars rose from the ground in the spacious alchemy field. They were the altars prepared for the two Saint Apothecaries.
The surrounding open space was already filled with alchemists. The lowest level alchemist was a Heavenly Alchemist. This was an extremely outstanding alchemist. They were the disciples of various Saint Alchemists. Only they were qualified to stand here. Most of the rest were Minor Saint Alchemists. There were more than a thousand of them. There were also quite a number of Saint Alchemists. There were a total of seventy of them. Such a number of alchemists was frightening. Only the Alchemist Union had such a rallying power.
This was because time was tight. If there was more time, there would be even more apothecaries.
Miao Miaoqi, Cao Jifei, and the other important Saint Apothecaries appeared on the stage. They could see the situation on the two altars not far away.
The alchemy hadn't started yet, but the apothecaries were already engaged in heated discussions. Some were even shuttling through the crowd to place their bets on who would win.
"Come, come. Those who bet on Saint Elder Xing Yashang's victory have odds of three to one. Those who bet on Yang Wu's victory have odds of one to five. The lowest bet is one thousand high-grade Xuan Spirit Stones. There's no upper limit. Don't miss it." A young man of average height and appearance shouted.
"Come, come. I'll bet one thousand high-grade Xuan Spirit Stones on Saint Elder Xing Yashang's victory."
"Great. Saint Elder Xing Yashang will definitely win."
"Miao Miao, I'll bet three thousand high-grade Xuan Spirit Stones on Saint Elder Xing Yashang's victory. This time, you can't owe me anymore."
"Brother, when have I, Miao Miao, ever cheated others? Don't slander me."
"One thousand high-grade Xuan Spirit Stones is too much. I'll bet five hundred high-grade Xuan Spirit Stones. Do you accept?"
"Five hundred high-grade Xuan Spirit Stones. To think that you're a Little Saint Apothecary.... But looking at your poor appearance, I'll let you...."
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Being able to place a bet in the Apothecary Alliance was enough to show that this young man was extraordinary.
Miao Miao, also known as Miao Miao, was the descendant of Miao Miao Qi. His talent in alchemy was outstanding. He was not even 30 years old, but he already had the alchemy skills of a heavenly alchemist. He wore a silver-red badge on his chest to prove his alchemy skills.
... Miao Miao. Miao Miao Miao.......... of Miao Miao....... was Mian Miao Miao ''s..........
Miao Miao Miao did not let him down. Miao Miao's alchemy ability was constantly improving. Miao Miao had always been very satisfied. The only thing he was dissatisfied with was that this fellow's temperament was too unstable. He especially liked gambling, especially in this kind of alchemy competition. Normally, he would not let go of the chance to make a fortune.
Many alchemists in the Alliance had to give Miaomiao face. They would usually bet on Miao Miao's bets. Even if they did not want to gamble, they would be embarrassed to not support him. Miaomiao knew when to advance and when to retreat. He would not make things difficult for others. He would always compensate those who bet fairly. He would not owe others. Even if he lost a lot, he would think of ways to get the money back.
It was because of his reputation that others were willing to play with him.
Miao Miao Miao had always felt helpless about this. He had scolded Miaomiao many times, but this brat always turned a deaf ear. Every time there was an alchemy competition, he would fan the flames.
Miaomiao received many bets, all of which were on Xing Ya Shang. He was very depressed. "Is no one optimistic about Yang Wu? Isn't this asking me to lose all the way to my grandmother's house? "
As the banker, he also wanted to bet on Xing Ya Shang. This was a gamble without any suspense. Even so, he was still willing to accept bets. This was the professionalism of a banker.
Just as Miaomiao was about to lose his enthusiasm to accept bets, a beautiful woman wearing a green feather dress walked over. "There's no limit to the bets?"
Miaomiao looked at the green-clothed woman and was stunned for a moment. Then, he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said, "There's no limit. The more the better, the more the better. I wonder who will win if this beauty is betting? I suggest you bet on Yang Wu. They've all bet on Xing Ya Shang. If there's an upset, you'll earn a lot. I've decided to raise the odds on Yang Wu to one to five and also put a stop to Xing Ya Shang. You just have to bet a thousand high-grade profound spirit stones and you can win five thousand high-grade profound spirit stones. Don't miss such a great opportunity. "
"I'll bet ten thousand high-grade saint stones on Yang Wu winning," the green-clothed woman said indifferently.
In the next moment, she handed a universe ring to Miaomiao. Ten thousand high-grade saint stones were piled inside.
Miaomiao was shocked. He trembled. "Sis … Sis, you're not joking? You really want to bet so much? "
"I'm not your sister and I'm not joking. Do you accept or not?" Qing Feng said indifferently.
Miaomiao gulped. "Don't you want to reconsider? Betting is risky."
Miaomiao wasn't wrong to be the banker, but he was only a heavenly alchemist. The highest bet he had ever accepted was a hundred thousand high-grade profound spirit stones. This wasn't something an ordinary person could afford. Now that Qing Feng had bet ten thousand high-grade saint stones, he was truly frightened.
"Looks like you don't have the ability to take these saint stones." Qing Feng said disdainfully. She put away her universe ring.
At this moment, another voice rang out. "We'll take your bet."
The person who spoke was Xing Ya Shang's good friend, Wang Youling. Beside him was Zhong Feng.
Qing Feng glanced at Wang Youling and said, "Are you sure?"
"Ten thousand high-grade saint stones, we two Saint Alchemists can still afford it. Could it be that you're just trying to scare us?" Wang Youling looked at Qing Feng with a tyrannical expression.
He could tell that Qing Feng was a demonic beast and not a human. He was moved by such a beautiful demonic beast. However, he was even more moved by the ten thousand high-grade saint stones. Even a Saint Alchemist like him was moved by this amount.
"Elder Wang Sheng, what you're doing isn't right. You're stealing my business." Miaomiao said unhappily.
"Miaomiao, if you can take out fifty thousand high-grade saint stones, we'll let you have this business." Wang Youling said amiably.
Wang Youling didn't dare to put on airs in front of Miaomiao's descendant.
All of a sudden, Miao Miao was so stifled that she couldn't say anything.
He had never gambled so much before. He really didn't have any saint stones. He couldn't borrow from his ancestor.
"Miaomiao, wait until you become a Saint Alchemist. How about you let us have this opportunity? After we're done, we'll give you a hundred saint stones. How about that? "Zhong Feng said from the side.
Miaomiao said unhappily, "I can't eat it, but I won't eat it randomly. I'll let you have this opportunity. I hope you don't swallow it."
"Hehe, Yang Wu will definitely lose." Zhong Feng said with a faint smile.
Qing Feng played with the Universe Ring in her hand and said, "I don't trust you. Take out the saint stones and put them on him. Whoever wins in the end will take them away."
With that, she placed the saint stones in her hand into Miaomiao's hand. Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "This sister has good taste. You know that I, Miaomiao, have a good character. Two Saint Elders, bring out your saint stones. No matter who wins or loses, I'll take a hundred high-grade saint stones as a reward."
Just now, Zhong Feng had given him alms, but he didn't care about it. Now that the situation was different, he was the notary, so it was only right for him to take the commission.
Wang Youling and Zhong Feng looked at each other, and each of them also came out of their Universe Rings. A total of fifty thousand high-grade saint stones were handed over to Miaomiao.
"Wow, that's a huge bet." Miaomiao couldn't help but exclaim after confirming the number of saint stones in both parties' Universe Rings.
The alchemists on the left and right also heard the size of the bet, and were all speechless.
These were high-grade saint stones, a total of ten thousand of them. Even a second or third-rate power wouldn't have so much wealth.
"It's a waste not to take the ten thousand high-grade saint stones that we got for free." Wang Youling laughed happily.
Zhong Feng also laughed and said: "He's rich, spending this little bit of Saint stones is nothing."
Qing Feng disdained to pay attention to them. In her eyes, no matter if Yang Wu won or not, she would only follow him to the end.
She thought to herself: "Don't disappoint me."
Ever since she met Yang Wu, she had seen Yang Wu create many miracles. She hoped that this time wouldn't be an exception.
At this time, Xing Yashang and Yang Wu arrived one after another, and each of them flew to their own altar.
Xing Yashang stepped into the air, and his aura was calm and experienced. He landed on the altar with ease, and his alchemist robe fluttered lightly. There was no doubt that he was a Saint Alchemist.
Yang Wu was like a True Dragon, and a dragon-shaped Battle Qi floated around his body. He revealed the demeanor of a young Saint Alchemist.
At this moment, Yang Wu didn't want to hide his strength anymore. He wanted to show everyone how strong his alchemy skills were.
After three days of seclusion, he had comprehended a lot, and he was confident that he could reach a higher level.
Most of the people's eyes were focused on Yang Wu. There were many people who hadn't seen Yang Wu before, and they were all curious about how Yang Wu looked like. He actually had the guts to challenge a veteran High Level Saint Alchemist.
"So he is Yang Wu. He is really young, just like an eighteen year old youth."
"For him to be able to stand on this altar, my admiration for him is like an endless river."
"That's right, there are so many alchemists gathered here, and Vice Leader Miao is also on the altar. Not an ordinary person would have the courage to face such a battle array. I believe that he is really a Saint Alchemist."
"Saint Elder Xing Yashang is already a Silver Green Saint Alchemist. With his alchemy skills, as long as there are no accidents, he has a 99% chance of winning. Where did Yang Wu get the confidence to fight against him?"
"The alchemy is about to start, and we will know who is better in half a day. If there is an upset, I will write my name backwards."
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