Chapter 877 - 355: Emperor Star

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It is rumored that the celestial stars can occupy the North Pole in the heavens. The one who controls the ’North Star’ can become the Master of Stars, the Emperor of Heaven, able to rule the universe and replace the blue sky! Chu Xisheng couldn’t help but click his tongue and gave up the idea of continuing to exhaust Shui Ruge. Indeed, those ranked ’Holy Transmission’ are not ones to be easily defeated. Chu Xisheng possesses the Blood of Ten Thousand Ages, with endless True Yuan. Shui Ruge can also draw Star Power from the Star Sky, with equally formidable endurance. The longevity of the Holy Transmission level’s Qi Yuan is enough to make the vast majority of Martial Cultivators despair, yet it pales in comparison to the Blood of Ten Thousand Ages. Chu Xisheng glanced at the Vengeance Illusion Ring on his hand and found some cracks visibly spreading on it. So, Chu Xisheng wielded the Twin Blades, smiling and making eye contact with Shui Ruge: "I have understood the swordsmanship of the Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Monarch. You have seen my blade as well. Why don’t we cease the fight here?" If he continued the battle, he would have to use some trump cards. This was merely a spar, not a life-and-death duel; Chu Xisheng did not wish to expose his ultimate killing techniques in front of a large audience. Moreover, the Vengeance Illusion Ring wouldn’t last long. The more power Chu Xisheng used, the faster the Vengeance Illusion Ring would shatter. Shui Ruge raised an eyebrow and then promptly sheathed his sword: "That’s exactly what I intended. Brother Chu’s Infinite Slash is breathtaking and has benefited me greatly! The name of Infinite Blade Lord is well-deserved! Shui Ruge is impressed!" He, too, did not want to keep fighting. Shui Ruge was not confident about victory. He still had some techniques unused. Yet, a wise Martial Cultivator cannot fully reveal himself to others. He had witnessed Chu Xisheng’s Infinite Slash and acknowledged Chu Xisheng’s blade. He knew this person indeed had the qualification to replace him as the Qingyun Heavenly Monarch, and that was enough. However, the distant Martial Cultivators couldn’t help but sigh upon hearing the duo’s words. The majority of them had bet on Shui Ruge, with only a small fraction betting on a draw between the two. Those favoring Chu Xisheng were even fewer and further between. Now that the duel ended in a tie, it meant most of their bets were lost. Zong Sanping, suspended mid-air, was dumbfounded. That junior brother could actually put up an equal fight with Shui Ruge? Did the battle between the two really end in a draw? His 500,000 taels of Demon Silver were gone just like that? Zong Sanping then remembered he also bet 200,000 on the draw. Smart gamblers know how to hedge risks. At 3.5 times the odds, he could still recoup his principal. Zong Sanping then started getting a headache. The Qi Fortune Secret Method he was cultivating required him to win ten times each in chess, gambling, and drinks, or lose thirty times each. Only by completing this Heavenly Dao secret ceremony could he learn the Near-God secret method to break the wheel of fate and master the Qi Fortune balance. This time was another failure— Then Zong Sanping looked complexly at the nearby Jian Cangfeng, Jian Cangfeng nonchalantly met Zong Sanping’s gaze: "Thanks to senior brother, this junior made a small profit." Zong Sanping snorted, flicked his sleeves, and vanished. Jian Cangfeng then glanced sideways at a distant crowd, staring at a square-faced, rosy-cheeked man. He wondered how much that crafty merchant earned this time. The bulk of the gambling pool must have gone to the Finance Bureau. Only the Finance Bureau of the Formless Divine Sect could host gambling pools up to tens of millions in Divine Gold. Others didn’t know Chu Xisheng’s true combat power, but his master Li Changsheng had always been watching him. Besides, Jian Cangfeng also knew that Fang Bu Yuan was enticing Jianghu Travellers into the game with high odds. Meanwhile, on the ground, ’Tiger Roar Dragon Soar’ Long Heihu stared blankly at Chu Xisheng, who spread the White Tiger Wings in the sky: "This is truly a peerless Heavenly Pride! If this boy does not perish, even if he fails to master the Vengeance Blade, he will surely pose a significant threat to the court and the West Capital Chu Family in the future." He turned to speak to Chu Ming, only to find that the young lady had left some time ago.

Chapter 877 - 355: Emperor Star

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