79: Chapter 76: Admission of Defeat 79: Chapter 76: Admission of Defeat Chu Xisheng got up in the morning to find that Lu Luanti still hadn’t returned.
However, a paper crane had appeared on the Eight Immortals table in the living room.
Chu Xisheng unfolded the paper crane, which had six delicate characters written on it.
Busy with matters, do not worry—
Chu Xisheng raised an eyebrow, curiously asking Chu Yunyun, “Did she put this here last night?”
Chu Yunyun gave him a disdainful glance, “If it was last night, do you think I wouldn’t have noticed?”
Chu Xisheng began to carefully recall the events.
When Lu Luanti left last night, he indeed hadn’t seen the paper crane on the Eight Immortals table.
That meant the paper crane flew back after he had fallen asleep again.
Chu Xisheng slightly shook his head, his eyes puzzled.
He had no idea what Lu Luanti was up to, having not returned for the entire night.
But the girl was a Seventh Rank Dual Cultivator of Magic and Martial Arts, with a talent on par with Qin Muge, and an over-class combat power.
Even if she encountered someone of the Sixth Grade, she could retreat unharmed.
It wasn’t his place to worry about her.
“It’s just as well she’s not here,” Chu Xisheng said as he stored the paper crane in his sleeve.
“Take a look at my Sword Skill for me.
After waking up today, I have gained a new understanding of Sword Skill.
Help me check it out.”
Chu Yunyun’s eyes shimmered slightly, thinking here it comes again.
She couldn’t comprehend Chu Xisheng’s sleep patterns.
Whenever Chu Xisheng faced any baffling thresholds in Martial Arts, a single night’s sleep would bring him complete understanding.
Techniques he had only started practicing yesterday would see significant improvement upon waking the next day, becoming extremely proficient.
Just then, a knock on the door sounded.
Zuo Qingyun, accompanied by Female Guards, pushed the door open and entered.
Seeing Chu Xisheng in the living room, flourishing his sword, he couldn’t help but chuckle, “Preparing for tonight’s Life and Death Arena?
But it’s unnecessary now.
One of Cloud Sword Manor Master Du Yunlai’s people has just been here, representing Zhou Liangchen in admitting defeat.
Tonight’s Life and Death Arena is cancelled.”
“Admit defeat?” Chu Xisheng looked at Zuo Qingyun in surprise.
“Why would Zhou Liangchen admit defeat?”
Their eyes had met yesterday, clearly filled with a fighting spirit in Zhou Liangchen’s.
From what he knew, this man was extremely competitive.
“Don’t know, he said he suddenly fell terribly ill, but I guess he was scared off by your battle yesterday,” Zuo Qingyun said while shaking his folding fan, his face beaming with joy.
Before last night, he had thought he was doomed to lose several arenas, even possibly the entire Winning and Losing Tower.
Yet Chu Xisheng had performed extraordinarily, and instead of coming out at a loss, he even stood to gain.
However, he could see a look of disappointment on Chu Xisheng’s face.
Zuo Qingyun appreciated him even more, convinced that Chu Xisheng was the kind of person who loved Martial Arts to distraction and rejoiced at the prospect of battle.
The Ninth Grade Sword Devil Zhou Liangchen had admitted defeat, and still, Chu Xisheng was not pleased.
“Don’t worry, Little Chu, after today, I will arrange for you to have a few opponents soon, I assure you, you’ll have a good fight.”
Chu Xisheng pondered how this could possibly compensate for his losses?
By Chu Xisheng’s estimates, the betting for the Life and Death Arena against Zhou Liangchen was at least two hundred thousand taels.
Once he won, he would become rich overnight.
And as for reputation, defeating Zhou Liangchen would maybe even raise it to ‘below Eighth Rank (super)’.
The key was that Chu Xisheng was absolutely confident in winning the Life and Death Arena.
Yet Zhou Liangchen had admitted defeat.
It was a gut-wrenching disappointment.
With the cancellation of the Life and Death Arena, he had lost at least ten thousand Demon Silver, and thirty to fifty Martial Arts Points.
He couldn’t believe that after tirelessly wielding his sword at least four thousand times in his dreams last night, all to adapt to his Secret Technique Totem and new talent before tonight.
What somewhat consoled Chu Xisheng was that Zuo Qingyun later gave him a red envelope with two hundred taels as a consolation.
Cloud Sword Manor Master Du Yunlai, having admitted defeat, was obliged to transfer ownership of an arena to Zuo Qingyun, who certainly had to make a gesture.
Patting Chu Xisheng on the shoulder, he spoke with exceptional grandeur, “For the next few days, you can enjoy yourself at the Winning and Losing Tower and relax a little.
I’ve already given the order, all your expenses at the Winning and Losing Tower will be waived.”
“In addition, you can draw a thousand taels of Demon Silver from the account as chips.
If you lose, it’s on me; if you win, the money is yours to take.
Little Chu, if you fancy women, then even the most sought-after and beautiful woman in the Ancient Market must be brought to you.
Enjoy yourself to the fullest!”
Winning and Losing Tower was not only the venue for the Life and Death Arena but also a notorious den of iniquity in the Ancient Market.
It was the largest gambling establishment in the Ancient Market and had close business ties with all the major brothels.
Chu Xisheng glanced sideways with an inquiring look at Chu Yunyun beside him.
His adopted sister stood with her hands behind her back, expressionless, unflappable.
However, the look she cast at him clearly seemed to say, “Why don’t you try staying?”
Chu Xisheng actually had no other thoughts; he was merely interested in the thousand taels of Demon Silver chips.
If he lost, it would be Zuo Qingyun’s loss; if he won, he could walk away with the money.
Why not try his luck?
But at that moment, a sense of righteousness sprouted within Chu Xisheng’s chest.
He bowed respectfully and declared, “Thank you, official, for your high regard!
However, I have recently gained some insight into Martial Arts and wish to concentrate on my practice to stabilize my realm.
Please arrange for some people to escort the two of us back to the Martial Arts Academy.”
Zuo Qingyun’s bushy brows lifted slightly before he nodded in admiration, “That’s indeed good.
I’ll make arrangements.”
This young man is not enticed by pleasure, nor by women; his future is boundless—
Just then, a small firework suddenly exploded within Chu Xisheng’s field of vision.
Though the firework was small, it was followed by another and another, bursting continuously.
Chu Xisheng watched the number of Martial Arts Points quickly climb, his brows arching as he considered the income not too insignificant.
At this moment, the entire Ancient Market was astir with the cancellation of the evening’s Life and Death Arena.
Not only were the gamblers whispering to each other, but also the Jianghu people who made their living in the Ancient Market were shocked by the news.
“Is that Chu Xisheng really that formidable?
Ninth Grade Sword Devil Zhou Liangchen actually conceded directly?”
“It’s not exactly conceding—he claimed to have suddenly fallen ill and couldn’t fight tonight.”
I saw him just last night, as lively as ever, bouncing around.
What sudden illness?”
“Unbelievable, Zhou Liangchen is much stronger than Zhuang Hongfei, isn’t he?
His opponents have never lasted more than three rounds.
Would he be scared of Chu Xisheng?”
“But now he is scared.
Everyone thought yesterday that Chu Xisheng was no match for Zhuang Hongfei, but what happened?
It’s also just as well; it saved me fifty taels of Demon Silver since I was going to bet on him.”
“What Ninth Grade Sword Devil!
This Chu is the true Ninth Grade Invincible.
The way he carries himself is so domineering; calling him Overlord Knife wouldn’t be too much.”
Chu Xisheng and his party were still escorted back by a female guard and two Seventh Grade Martial Cultivators.
By the time they boarded the ferry, Chu Xisheng’s Martial Arts Points had swollen to 26.
Although not as many as he had hoped, it was enough to alleviate his disappointment a bit.
It was then on the stern of the ferry that he spotted an acquaintance.
It was Xie Zhenqing, who today was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit that accentuated her figure explosively.
However, flanking Xie Zhenqing today were four strapping youths in half Iron Armor.
Each of them rested their hands on their waist knives, exuding an intimidating presence as they scanned the passengers on the boat.
Consequently, all the men on board dared not appreciate this riverside beauty.
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