"Alright, I'll place my bet."
Seeing that Wang Xuan was only so-so.
White Hair Immortal Mo Qixuan's face was filled with disdain.
He laughed out loud, his laughter filled with arrogance.
It was as if he had already predicted that Wang Xuan was at his wit's end.
As he spoke.
He stretched out his right hand and pointed at the sieve cup.
He saw that this guy was still as shameless as ever.
He was prepared to use his methods.
Wang Xuan's expression could not help but change.
The Six Treasury Immortal Thief in his body circulated and almost at this moment, he used the Eight Gates Transportation.
The Eight Gates of Transportation was a top-notch immortal cultivation technique. As long as it was within a certain range, the caster could freely change a fixed object.
However, the moment he used the Eight Gates Transportation.
The dice in the sieve cup, in that short moment.
He disappeared instantly.
Wang Xuan felt three dice appear in his hand.
And almost at this moment, White Hair Immortal Mo Qixuan pointed at the sieve cup.
However, at that moment, a terrifying force swept across.
It directly hit the sieve cup.
"Not good."
When the Heaven's Heart Pistil saw this, her beautiful face revealed a shocked expression.
" Sky Shattering Finger. If this Sky Shattering Finger hits your body, your internal organs will be shattered. The dice in this sieve cup are probably already…"
Tang Lian could not help but be shocked when she saw this.
Who would have thought that this White Hair Immortal Mo Qixuan would be so shameless and use such underhanded methods?
Xiao Se, who was standing at the side, was stunned. He could not help but frown.
There was a hint of pity in her gaze when she looked at Wang Xuan.
I wanted to help you just now, but you didn't fight for this opportunity.
Although I don't want to watch you die, you chose your own path. If you want to die, I, Xiao Se, can't stop you.
Pity, sorrow, but you're the one who asked for it.
"Of course not. Since it's a gamble, it's not that simple.”
"Do you need to change it?"
Looking at Wang Xuan, Mo Qixuan stroked his long silver hair. His expression was extremely relaxed. It was getting more and more interesting.
"Of course we have to change it, but the gameplay is different.”
As he spoke, Wang Xuan had already reached out and opened the sifting cup.
However, when he opened the cup, there were no dice inside.
"What happened?"
Mo Qixuan was stunned when he saw the dice disappear into thin air.
Tang Lian and the others who were standing at the side were also stunned.
The lid of the sieve cup was closed again at an extremely fast speed.
Eight Gates Transportation was used once again.
It was at this moment.
When Wang Xuan opened the sifting cup again and revealed the thing inside.
Within the cup, there were three dice lying on the table.
And these three dice were exactly five, five, six.
"This... Shouldn't the die have turned into powder? How did he do it? This die is actually intact?"
Tang Lian saw that the die was actually intact.
He widened his eyes in shock, thinking that he was hallucinating.
The Heaven's Will Pistil's seductive eyes rippled with a strange light.
He looked at Wang Xuan as if he was looking at a lover.
"How did you do it? Your Excellency is really good at martial arts. It seems that I have underestimated you.”
Mo Qixuan believed that he could not do such a thing.
"It's just some simple tricks, nothing worth mentioning.”
Wang Xuan said lazily.
A simple cantrip?
Xiao Se's mouth twitched.
" I don't believe you. The methods you've displayed before are enough to prove that you're not a simple Wudang disciple.
Previously, Xiao Se had thought that Wang Xuan was an expert in the Free Earth Realm.
But from the looks of it now, he realized that Wang Xuan was definitely hiding his strength.
White-haired Immortal Mo Qixuan's strength had already reached the Carefree Heavenly Realm, and he was able to take the die out of the opponent's hands.
How could he be weaker than Mo Qixuan?
"Who exactly are you? To be able to change the dice in my hands without anyone knowing, this is not a trick.”
Mo Qixuan looked at Wang Xuan warily.
Wang Xuan was actually a little helpless. He was not an expert above the Carefree Heavenly Realm.
Mo Qixuan obviously regarded him as an expert, and he was currently imagining things in his mind.
"Daoist Priest Wang Xuan is from Wudang."
At this moment, Tang Lian looked at Wang Xuan as if she was looking at her master, Baili Jiuxian. She became extremely respectful.
"Wudang Sect's Wang Xuan? Who is this Wudang Sect Leader Wang Chonglou to you?”
The White-Haired Immortal Mo Qixuan looked at Wang Xuan with a solemn expression.
In this world, there were five great sword immortals who dominated the martial arts world. They were the experts of his generation.
However, there were also some hidden sects, such as Wudang, Longhu Mountain, and other ancient sects.
Wang Chonglou was an expert of the previous generation, and he was very low-key.
Rumor had it that he cultivated the Great Yellow Court and had already stepped into the Unfettered Heavenly Realm.
It was unfathomable.
However, no one had ever challenged him.
There was no other reason. It was because of the founder of Wudang, Patriarch Lu, 700 years ago.
The array he set up made those who wanted to challenge Wudang Sect lose their minds.
He couldn't step foot there.
Even though Wudang gradually faded out of the martial arts world, its power was still not to be underestimated.
"Sect Master Senior Brother, if you're talking about Wang Chonglou, then it should be him.”
When Wang Xuan heard this, some information could not help but appear in his mind.
After his parents died, the original body was sent to Wudang to cultivate at a young age by the Lei family. Wudang Sect Leader Wang Chonglou saw his talent and intelligence, and for special reasons, he eventually accepted a disciple on behalf of his master. Thus, the original body became Wang Chonglou's junior brother.
It was the silver-haired old Daoist who always wore a black Daoist robe and held a floating dust in his hand.
It flashed through his mind.
If there was a chance, Wang Xuan would return to take a look.
"Although you won against me and I can guarantee that I won't attack the golden coffin for three days, that's not necessarily the case for my companions.”
Mo Qixuan's expression changed. After giving Wang Xuan a deep look, he said,"
He immediately turned around, and his figure was like an afterimage as he instantly disappeared from where he was.
In the blink of an eye, he had already disappeared.
"Heaven's Beyond, White Hair Immortal. I didn't expect this fellow to be afraid.”
Looking in the direction where White Hair Immortal Mo Qixuan had left.
Xiao Se had mixed feelings.
There was no contempt in his gaze when he looked at Wang Xuan.
On the contrary, after Wang Xuan admitted that he was the junior brother of Wudang Sect's Sect Leader, Wang Chonglou.
The untamed and unruly feeling in his heart.
At this moment, it turned into a kind of reverence.
He had already completely regarded Wang Xuan as an expert of the Carefree Heavenly Realm.
As for why he always hid it, perhaps this person was low-key.
Whether it was the Heaven's Will Pistil or Tang Lian, they had the same thoughts in their hearts.
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