Chapter 1062 - 335: I Bet on Divine Land’s Victory (Part 4)

He took the time to visit Master Yuangu at the Daoist sect, hoping to reminisce and share his woes.

Originally, he thought that Master Yuangu lived a simple life on the mountain, following strict codes of abstinence, but who could have imagined that this guy was not on the mountain at all, and instead disguised as an ordinary person in a small town at the foothills, dancing the square dance with the grannies.

The key was that he led the dance, his provocative dance steps were greatly welcomed by the grannies, who gathered around him joyfully.

Yuan Longhan angrily rebuked Yuan Xingzi on the spot for not adhering to the codes of abstinence.

But Yuan Xingzi casually replied: To enter the world after leaving it, the mortal world is like hell; if I don’t enter it, who will?

Yuan Longhan was left speechless.

He disapproved of Master Yuangu’s leisurely retirement life, so he showed him no good face.

"The old Daoist actually worries about the national fate of Divine Land too, and the small square has been demolished, the loudspeaker confiscated by the city management officers, not to mention... the Yangxiang Race’s Qingchudong has placed a Curse Talisman on Divine Land.

"Moreover, Qingchudong wants to speak with you!"

Master Yuangu had no time for pleasantries.

His expression turned solemn, and he flicked his fingers.

Buzz!

Instantly, a mass of gray fog appeared on the desk.

"Cackle cackle cackle, Yuan Longhan, long time no see. Has your arm healed? Next time I see you, I will tear it off again!"

A particularly unpleasant laughter came from the gray fog, sounding like a toad thrown into boiling water, chilling people to the bone.

Then, a head of the Yangxiang Race appeared within the gray fog.

The Clan Venerable of the Yangxiang Race, Qingchudong.

He is Cang Ji’s master.

"Qingchudong, if I were you, I would quickly dig a grave for your disciple.

"You dare to recklessly use the voice projection over thousands of miles, now every Peak in the wetland can see your state, aren’t you afraid of making a fool of yourself?"

Yuan Longhan asked with a livid face.

Though Qingchudong was at his peak, using voice projection across space disturbed Spiritual Qi throughout the wetland.

At this moment, every Peak in the wetland could see Qingchudong’s situation.

It can be explained thus: the means of the Peak can cross the void for conversation, but there is no privacy at all.

"To see you, Yuan Longhan, utterly defeated, I’d rather let all Peaks know.

"I’ve already used the victory or defeat of this battle to place a Cursed Talisman on your Divine Land, old Yuan Longhan, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Qingchudong looked at Yuan Longhan contemptuously.

"The Cursed Talisman was left behind by the Bihui Cave of the Yangxiang Race and requires 20 years’ worth of Qi Blood from a Peak to activate.

"This beast Qingchudong is gambling.

"He pinned the life fortune on Cang Ji’s body.

"In this battle, if Cang Ji wins, the national fate of Divine Land will be cursed for three years, then the whole of Divine Land will suffer bad luck.

"The crops and grain can be imported from Mei Jian Country, but the Martial Artists’ practice will face many dangers.

"If Qingchudong loses, the Peak Qi Blood wagered on the Cursed Talisman will condense into a Peak Pill, ultimately falling into your hands.

"You understand the importance of the Peak Pill, no need to explain further!

"But even if Cang Ji loses, the Cursed Talisman will affect the national fate of Divine Land; though it won’t last three years, even a few months will cause a great loss of fortune for Divine Land.

"This beast Qingchudong harms others without benefiting himself, simply a beast."

Master Yuangu spoke coldly, he was using Qi Blood to transmit his voice, others couldn’t hear.

"Can’t it be avoided?"

Yuan Longhan transmitted his voice in the same manner.

"It can’t be avoided, because Qingchudong gave up 20 years of Peak Qi Blood, so the Cursed Talisman is a calamity of heavenly fate.

"The only way to deal with it is to also give up 20 years of Peak Qi Blood and gamble national fate against Qingchudong.

"If Cang Ji dies, you will win a Peak Pill from Qingchudong, and the Cursed Talisman will backfire, seizing three years of fortune from the Yangxiang Race, making Divine Land the winner, blessed with favorable weather and thriving fortune.

"As long as you can win, you can make the Yangxiang Race bear the cost of the backlash.

"Of course, if you lose, Divine Land will not only lose three years of national fate, but Qingchudong will also take away your 20-year Peak Pill.

"This is a grand gamble!"

Master Yuangu’s tone was unprecedentedly grave.

"Cackle cackle cackle, old Yuan Longhan, do you dare to gamble with me, Qingchudong?"

Qingchudong croaked hoarsely, still deliberately provoking Yuan Longhan.

Daring to use the Cursed Talisman proves absolute confidence in the gamble.

Qingchudong aimed to beat Yuan Longhan down.

Winning a 20-year Peak Pill, and given time, the Yangxiang Race might breed another Peak powerhouse.

"Marshal, the win rate is only 45%; it’s not worth the gamble."

An Yushan communicated mentally, anxiously stating.

The communication between two Peaks didn’t block An Yushan, so she was also analyzing.

She never thought the Peak of the Yangxiang Race would be so crazy.

Spending a demon artifact, burning 20 years of Peak Qi Blood, actually placing the stake on Cang Ji, betting Divine Land’s three-year national fate, simply insane.

Qingchudong even wanted to calculate against the Grand Marshal’s three-year national fate.

This fellow wants to go all in!

His intent is despicable indeed.

"Master Yuangu, does the Daoist sect have any Sacred Artifact to curse back the Yangxiang Race suddenly?"

Yuan Longhan asked again.

"No!

"The Yangxiang Race’s heritage is different from ours; that Celestial Saint Green Radiance Cave blessed the Yangxiang Race for 1000 years, and there are too many demon artifacts.

"However, a thousand years have passed, the Yangxiang Race’s heritage is also gone, the shelf life of demon artifacts is at most a thousand years."

Master Yuangu shook his head with a face full of guilt.

Alas, quite disheartening.

A shame to the country.

"Yuan Longhan, all Peaks are listening to this conversation, do you dare attack the Yangxiang Race, are you reluctant to give up your 20 years of Qi Blood?

"Other country’s Peaks on earth are also watching you, the Venerable wants to see how hypocritical you are.

"Divine Land’s generals love their people like children, yet you, as Grand Marshal, can’t even bear to give up a little Qi Blood, are you ashamed? Your subordinates are sacrificing their lives."

Qingchudong coldly questioned further.

"Humph, Qingchudong, there’s no need to use such inferior provocations against this old man.

"I’ve been a soldier my entire life and have never been disappointed in my brothers.

"Let’s gamble.

"But I, Yuan Longhan, have no disdain to gamble with a beast like you; I bet on Divine Land’s overwhelming fortune; I bet this era will stand on Divine Land’s side.

"You Yangxiang Race, use all your tricks, ultimately you’ll be no more than a ridiculous clown!"

Yuan Longhan slammed his fist on the table, then suddenly stood up.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Buzz buzz buzz!

Then, the Qi Blood on Yuan Longhan’s body ignited into azure flames.

At this time, the light in the command room turned gloomy.

A pitch-black talisman suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Longhan.

"Marshal!"

An Yushan wanted to persuade Yuan Longhan, but alas, she couldn’t even speak now.

She anxiously looked to Master Yuangu, planning to let the Daoist Saint persuade Yuan Longhan, not to take risks.

Unfortunately, Master Yuangu just shook his head.

Obviously, he couldn’t sway Yuan Longhan’s decision.

Not long after.

The Qi Blood on Yuan Longhan’s body condensed into a Qi Blood Pill, directly entering the Cursed Talisman.

Buzz!

At this moment, the vast Divine Land seemed covered in a thin layer of special air.

But besides the Peaks, no one could sense it.

And at this time, strange hues appeared above all the cities of Divine Land.

...

Cengyan City.

Li Xingpei hurried back from the Military Department; she had just finished a war in the north district and hadn’t even had time to change her clothes.

"Never thought the teleportation array of Jing Niao City would open above Cengyan City."

Li Xingpei pressed a foot downwards, already rushing towards a factory in Cengyan City.

All the while, Li Xingpei felt fortunate.

Luckily, she had already completed this term of service, able to return to support Cengyan City.

But other cities could only rely on low-level Martial Artists to make do.

This war involved Peak powerhouses, so all battlefields were strained, no war zone was relaxed.

Most of the city’s governors were in the wetland.

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