Chapter 58: Yueguan's Gamble
. Inside the Pope's Palace.
After watching Qin Ming and Lion Douluo disappear, Qianxunji remained silent for a moment.
A moment later, Qianxunji shouted outside the palace.
"Quickly, invite Elder Yueguan and Elder Guimei to the Pope's Palace for a meeting."
"As you command, Your Holiness,"
the guards outside the palace responded, hurriedly heading towards Yueguan's residence...
Ten minutes later,
Yueguan and Guimei arrived at the Pope's Palace.
Before Yueguan and the others could ask, Qianxunji spoke directly.
"Elder Yueguan, Elder Guimei, I'm unsure about something and need to consult with you."
Upon hearing this, Yueguan and Guimei exchanged a glance.
Although somewhat puzzled, they still responded.
"Your Holiness, please speak."
"The following is the story. Qin Ming just came to see me.
He shared a theory with me, and he also offered a plan for dealing with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect..."
A few minutes later, Qianxunji briefly recounted what Qin Ming had said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Guan asked.
"Your Holiness, was that really Qin Ming's idea?"
"I think so..."
Qian Xunji stroked the scepter in his hand, speaking uncertainly for a moment.
"Qin Ming told me that he saw it in an ancient book.
But I think he came up with it on his own.
After all, no one would record such knowledge in a book..."
Upon hearing this, Yue Guan's pupils shrank slightly, and his opinion of Qin Ming rose to a new level.
"Seeing directly through the surface to the essence of things!
Qin Ming seems to be only thirteen years old this year?
He can achieve this at his age?
What's wrong with Qin Ming's brain?"
As for the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, although I had previously felt that the sect's structure was a bit strange, I had never thought deeply about it.
After Qin Ming pointed these things out today, it was like seeing the light of day.
Everything became clear.
Yes, the two empires are still constantly fighting for wealth and land.
Spirit masters are even more fiercely fighting for spirit rings and spirit bones.
How could a supporting sect like his possess the greatest wealth in the world?
Just as Yue Guan pondered this, Qian Xunji coughed twice.
"Ahem—"
After drawing Yue Guan and Gui Mei's attention, Qian Xunji finally spoke.
"Elder Yue Guan, Elder Gui Mei,
I'm going to leave this matter to you.
Do you have any detailed plans?"
"Huh?"
Yue Guan and Gui Mei were both a little confused at Qian Xunji's question.
But Yue Guan quickly came to his senses and lowered his head to ponder. Gui
Mei, standing next to Yue Guan, instinctively glanced at him.
Qian Xunji, familiar with Gui Mei, didn't mind.
After all, Qian Xunji had never expected Gui Mei to offer any advice. He
had simply called Gui Mei and Yue Guan together this time out of habit.
He would make the decisions, but the specifics of the plan would still depend on Yue Guan...
After a long pause,
Yue Guan looked up at Qian Xunji and spoke.
"Your Holiness, I have a preliminary plan.
Please listen to me..."
Upon hearing this, Qianxunji and Guimei both came over...
...
The next day at noon.
A brightly colored banner suddenly hung outside the VIP lounge area of Spirit City.
Several Spirit Hall deacons stood solemnly nearby.
Yueguan and Guimei each pulled up a wooden chair and sat under the banner.
Guimei looked at Yueguan uncertainly and asked. "Yueguan, are you sure your method will actually work?"
"Old Ghost, believe me, my plan is absolutely flawless.
Following my plan, not only will our actual purpose be less noticeable, but it'll also be easier to spread.
We can even use this opportunity to generate revenue for Spirit Hall!"
Yueguan rolled his eyes at Guimei before continuing.
"Besides, His Holiness the Pope has already approved this plan. Isn't it a bit too late for you to tell me this now?"
Just as Yueguan and Guimei were chatting and joking, several sect disciples emerged from the rest area.
As they emerged, they noticed the massive banner.
After a brief inspection, one of them curiously read out its contents.
"The greatest bet in history!
Determine the rankings of the world's sects and the rankings on the major charts.
Douluo Fengyun awaits your judgment!"
The sect disciples exchanged glances and stepped forward to inquire.
Seeing this, Yueguan, intrigued, stopped the Spirit Hall deacon who was about to explain.
Yueguan stood up and addressed the sect disciples.
"Listen up, young men.
You should all know.
We, the Spirit Hall, have summoned representatives from all the major factions on the continent to re-rank the seven great sects."
"I know,"
one of the disciples looked at Yue Guan with some confusion.
"Is this bet all about the final outcome?"
Hearing this, Yue Guan touched his lips with a hand and said with a sweet smile.
"Young man, you guessed correctly!
After this grand ceremony, not only will the ranking of the seven great sects be determined, but
our Spirit Hall will also establish several lists.
These lists will determine the world's number one Martial Spirit, the world's number one Titled Douluo, and the world's number one Sect.
We, the Spirit Hall, will disseminate these lists with all our might.
At that time, the individuals or sects on the lists will receive unprecedented prestige..."
After Yue Guan finished speaking, a sudden silence fell.
The disciples swallowed silently.
After a long pause, someone spoke up.
"Your Spirit Hall is quite generous!"
Hearing this, Yue Guan chuckled.
"Young men, forget these trivial matters.
Let's take a look at the gambling game my Spirit Hall has set up.
This time, we've opened four betting odds.
The betting items correspond to several rankings.
Members of all factions can place bets using Gold Soul Coins."
Yue Guan reached for his waist and pulled out a long lead box.
He slowly opened the box, and a shimmering precious light emanated from it.
"There's one more thing I almost forgot to mention. The member who
earns the most Gold Soul Coins in this gambling game will not only be awarded the title of 'Gambling Saint' by my Spirit Hall,
but will also be rewarded with an extremely rare Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone."
"Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone?"
A glint of greed crossed the eyes of the sect disciples as they gazed at the contents of the lead box.
The rarity of the Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone goes without saying.
In this day and age, even most of the titled elders within the Spirit Hall can't afford to produce a single one.
Upon hearing that the prize was a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, the sect disciples exclaimed in unison.
"I want to participate, I want to participate!"
"I bet two thousand gold soul coins that the Haotian Sect will be the world's number one sect this time."
"I also bet on the Haotian Sect, I bet three thousand gold soul coins."
The commotion made by several people soon attracted more people to watch...
There is still one chapter left. If I finish writing it tonight, I will post it tonight.
If I don't have time, I will post it together tomorrow at 5 o'clock
(this chapter is finished)
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