Chapter 460
In the ancient city of martial arts, the seven beauties of the moon were very famous.
On one hand, it was because their appearances were outstanding. All of them were beauties of the nation, like fairies descending to the mortal world. Furthermore, the Moon Profound Valley had curried favor with a sect from the Spirit Desolate land.
The sect that came from the Spirit Desolate was called the Nether Moon Palace. No one knew exactly how powerful it was. In short, none of the other sects dared to provoke Moon Profound Valley anymore.
Furthermore, the disciples of the Moon Profound Valley also received preferential treatment from the Inscription Palace and lived in this ancient city's Inscription Villa.
The ancient city of martial arts had always been under the control of the Inscription Palace. Many of it's properties were basically owned by the Inscription Palace as well.
It could be seen that this time, the Inscription Palace would definitely be able to make a huge profit.
Qin Yun also ran towards the Inscription Palace Villa. He did not have any good impressions of them.
However, the Inscription Palace was rather reliable. At the very least, there were quite a few people who had pretty good conduct and character within the Inscription Palace.
Only those in the Martial Dao Realm could enter the ancient city. Therefore, the strongest people here were only at the ninth level of the Martial Dao.
The various sects and aristocratic families had sent many ninth stage disciples to protect their own sect's young disciples.
If there were any conflicts, Spirit realm, Martial Dao realm and Martial King cultivators would not be able to enter this city.
Therefore, the Inscription Palace had also sent many martial dao realm of the ninth level. They could also control the entire city.
Although the ancient city was very big and quite lively, the buildings there were rather short and were at most 4-5 levels. Only the Inscription Villa had the highest level, which was 9 levels high, so it was very eye-catching and one could see it from afar.
Only the area between the ancient cities had the most buildings. The other places were filled with forest and gardens or perhaps lakes and rivers. The scenery inside the city was beautiful and very suitable for living for a long time.
Unfortunately, this place was under the control of the Inscription Palace.
While Qin Yun was walking, it was also a good location in the Ancient Martial City. Where were the convenient cultivation locations? What were they like? It was also the reason why this ancient city existed.
"I don't want to interact with Yuelan and the others for the time being. I don't want to implicate them!" As Qin Yun walked, he suddenly decided not to meet Xiao Yuelan and company in public.
After all, his current identity was rather sensitive. If his enemies were to discover something, it would definitely affect the safety of Xiao Yuelan and the rest.
The Inscription Palace was a nine-story pagoda. In order to cater to the style of the entire ancient city, it looked simple and unadorned on the outside. It was not as glorious or golden as the Inscription Palace buildings he sawin the past.
In front of the large doors of the Inscription Palace, there was still a very spacious plaza. This was also for the purpose of organizing all kinds of events.
When Qin Yun arrived and saw the thirty vats, he could not help but laugh. There was actually those guessing tanks here!
In the Northern Spirit City, the Inscription Palace suffered greatly from their guessing game. However, they did not give up on this gamble and only changed the rules.
Originally a hundred vats, now 30, the limit was still 10 million purple crystal coins.
The amount of purple coins won in each round was limited but the limit was the total amount of purple coins bet.
If that round of betting purple crystal coins was only 50 million, then he could only win 50 million at most.
In this way, no matter how heaven-defying their guesses there were, there wouldn't be much of a loss to the Inscription Palace.
Because it had been converted into thirty large vats, more and more people began to play. There were basically all sorts of large cities in the Inscription Palace, so the Inscription Palace relied on this to collect large amounts of Purple Crystal Coins.
After Qin Yun made inquiries about the rules, he felt that since it was the Inscription Palace, there was no reason not to entrap it. Even though no matter what, doing things like this, the Inscription Palace would not lose out. However, at the very least, he could not let it earn money!
Qin Yun did not wear a human skin mask. He was only dressed in black clothes and a black straw hat. There was a lot of beard on his face. If it was someone unfamiliar with him, it would not be so easy to recognize him.
When he arrived, he saw two familiar figures. One of them was a skinny man dressed in black, with a straw hat on his head.
The other person was dressed in red and held a folding fan. He was very handsome; it was Murong Daren. The skinny man was Hong Yan!
Their complexions were quite unsightly. It could be seen that they had lost quite a lot because of guessing and were currently quarreling with each other.
"Murong Duck, do you think that all my Purple Coins came from the wind?" Hong Yan's face turned red and he angrily said, "You always borrow my purple crystal coin and don't pay it back. You still owe me 30 million!"
Murong Daren said with a smile, "A measly thirty million is nothing to a seventh prince like you! Why bother?"
"Nonsense, thirty million is a huge sum of money for me!" Hong Yan roared, "I lost tens of millions myself! And you. When will you return it to me?"
"Don't worry, as long as I'm still alive, I'll definitely return it to you!" Murong Daren said with an indifferent smile.
He suddenly caught a glimpse of a person in a straw hat that resembled a bird's nest. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the person was very familiar.
He quickly pulled Hong Yan and asked, "Red Eyed Chicken, is that Brother Yun?"
Hong Yan also looked over and found it very familiar. He said, "It should be!"
Qin Yun smiled as he greeted them.
Murong Daren and Hong Yan did not shout as well and kept a low profile as they ran over.
"Bro, it's really you!" Murong Daren smiled happily.
"I knew you'd come here!" Hong Yan rubbed his hands and laughed: "Little brother, can you lend me some purple coins? I'll give it back to you after we turn the tables!"
"You guys know how to gamble all day!" Qin Yun scolded with a laugh, "This is obviously a huge pit for you to fall into. All of you are still jumping into it!"
"Mengshu won several hundred million purple coins!" Hong Yan snorted and said, "She really got lucky. She only managed to get a single vat when she met an expert!"
Murong Daren looked around and led Qin Yun to a place where there were few people. Hong Yan followed him.
"Brother, that Long Yuemei, is she that damned little girl?" Murong Daren asked.
Hong Yan was shocked and almost shouted: "That... That master is...."
Qin Yun smiled but did not say anything. This made Hong Yan and Murong Daren even more excited, as though they could see a large amount of purple coins entering their cards.
"I can help you make a fortune but I want you to do something for me. What do you think?" With more than seven billion purple coins, he did not lack it.
Hong Yan and Murong Daren nodded their heads; as long as they could win they don't mind.
The total bet for this round was twenty million purple crystal coins. As long as he bet two million, he could win it all.
Hong Yan and Murong Daren borrowed a million from Qin Yun and bought number twenty.
Qin Yun stood to the side and waited for the array to begin before he began operating it.
This was also the last round of the day. From the very beginning, Qin Yun was familiar with the route of the formation. He used the penetration divine art with his mind energy to control the birds in the large vat to fly.
Since there were only 30 vats, the transmission path was very simple. He didn't need to buy 2 numbers just in case.
After the great formation stopped, many people held their breaths as they waited for the result.
After the lid was opened, the birds flew out from the 20th vat. They immediately heard Hong Yan and Murong Daren cheering and hugging each other in excitement.
No one was envious as they looked at these two lucky fellows!
Murong Daren and Hong Yan were really looking forward to tomorrow and at that time, they would definitely make a huge fortune.
Today's sixth round had ended and everyone had left.
Qin Yun also left with Hong Yan and company. He did not go to meet Xiao Yuelan and others. He only planned to take a look at them from afar.
Hong Yan had entered the Martial City long ago. He was very familiar with the city and brought Qin Yun along a street towards a hotel.
On the main street, the sound of people running about suddenly echoed out.
Qin Yun immediately looked at the street in front of him. He saw a man in white with a stern expression riding a four to five meter long blue-black tiger. It was charging at him in an extremely domineering manner.
The blue-black tiger's entire body radiated with lightning. When it was running towards him, it also released bursts of lightning. Not only was it fast, it also brought with it a strong momentum.
If he was hit, even if he didn't die, he would at least be seriously injured!
The people on the streets had no choice but to give way. Those who dared to act so arrogantly were people that many people could not afford to offend.
"Is that a puppet beast?" Murong Daren said with a bit of envy.
"It should be! This man is from the Spirit Desolate, a very powerful martial artist at the third level of the Martial Dao Realm!" Hong Yan said in a low voice.
The madly dashing tiger suddenly stopped and looked at a stall by the street. That stall had many fruits sparkling with electricity. They should be spirit fruits of the thunder attribute.
The white clothed man's thin face was filled with arrogance. He patted the tiger's head and signaled the tiger to go over.
It was an old granny who set up the stall. When she saw the tiger coming over, she immediately put away the fruits.
"Old woman, take out the fruit!" The white clothed man's expression changed as he coldly said this, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Qin Yun never expected that the people from Spirit Desolate would have such a heavy hostility. He hurriedly walked over.
"That's a Thunder Spirit Fruit that I've planted for decades. I can sell you Royal Grade spirit fruit for twenty thousand purple coins each!" The old granny's face was also filled with fear.
"This crappy little thing, you actually dared to ask for twenty thousand purple coins for one? Are you tired of living? Hurry up and take it out so that my beast pet can eat to it's heart's content or else I won't forgive you!" The man in white looked at the grandma with a sinister gaze.
"I worked hard to grow it. If you think it's expensive, you don't have to buy it!" The old granny was also very angry. She hadn't thought that there would be such a domineering person in the Ancient Martial City.
The crowd only watched from afar, not daring to approach or speak carelessly. After all, the white-clothed man was a disciple from the Spirit Desolate Land and he had a very powerful elder outside.
"How dare you be so impudent in front of me!" The white-clothed man was immediately enraged. He took out a long sword and sent it flying, stabbing towards the old granny.
The crowd didn't expect that a disciple from the Spirit Desolate Land could be so arrogant and kill people as he pleased in Ancient Martial City.
The sword flew out at a very fast speed. Just as it was about to kill that old granny, a black light suddenly flashed and grabbed the sword.
Qin Yun released an energy through the air and unsheathed the sword. Then, he stood in front of the old granny and looked coldly at the man in white. He said, "Evildoer, this is the ancient city of martial arts, the holy land of martial arts! If you want to be arrogant, then go to hell! If you can't go, I can send you on your way!"