Chapter 138 Black Market

After a while, Ye Xiaochuan figured out what was going on amidst the chatter of the crowd. It turned out that he was sent to a room to rest after he fainted. The lottery ceremony was held as usual on the square stage. Since he was the only one missing, it did not affect the lottery result. The other four people did not draw the lucky number three. He actually got a big bargain while he was unconscious.

He smiled foolishly.

The top three, the top three...

He asked Zhu Changshui and others who his top three opponents were.

Zhu Changshui said: "It should be Senior Sister Yun Qiyou, but boss, since you can perform the peerless sword art of Beidou Zhushen, Senior Sister Yun is naturally not your opponent!"

"What?"

Ye Xiaochuan's eyes widened, and suddenly he felt like he had lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot. Two months ago, he actually taught Yun Qiyou the essence of Beidou Zhushen.

If Yun Qiyou didn't know Beidou Zhushen, he was really confident that he might be able to defeat her. As a result, the person he had to face in the final decisive battle was actually her!

Ye Xiaochuan smiled bitterly in his heart. The bitter taste was even more disgusting and uncomfortable than accidentally eating a pile of shit.

"God's will! God's will!"

He shouted in his heart.

It was late at night. After dinner, Yun Qiyou returned to the room and sat on the stool in front of the dressing table. Facing the beautiful reflection in the bronze mirror, her face gradually relaxed, her expression was no longer so cold, and there seemed to be a warmth in her eyes.

Perhaps, only in this secluded hut that belongs to her can she relax like this.

She reached out and opened the small drawer in front of her, took out the exquisite rosewood box from it, and after opening it gently, there were quietly stacks of silver bills that she had robbed from Ye Xiaochuan at the stone pavilion on the mountainside last time.

On the top of the silver bills, there were several bills with seals on them.

Her slender jade fingers gently picked up the bills.

The first one read: Ye Xiaochuan, top 40, 1 to 17, 10 taels of silver.

The second one reads: Ye Xiaochuan, top 20, 1:63, 10 taels of silver.

The third one reads: Ye Xiaochuan, top 10, 1:160, 10 taels of silver.

The fourth one reads: Ye Xiaochuan, top 3, 1:720, 10 taels of silver.

Yun Qiyou looked at the four betting tickets between his fingertips with a strange look in his eyes, muttering: "No wonder he asked me for these four tickets in Qingluan Pavilion last time, they are really valuable."

Ye Xiaochuan has already entered the top three, and all these four tickets hit the mark. Especially the last top three, the odds are an outrageous 720!

In this way, the four tickets in Yun Qiyou's hand are worth a full 9,600 taels of silver, which is more than the two personal ornaments, the red hairpin and the sachet, that he auctioned at the Guangna Hall black market last time!

I don't know how long it took, Yun Qiyou suddenly put the four tickets in his arms, grabbed the table, opened the door and walked out.

When he was about to leave Yuanshui Xiaozhu, Ning Xiangruo and his junior sister Yang Liudi came towards him under the moonlight.

Ning Xiangruo said: "Junior sister, it's so late, are you still going to Qingluan Pavilion? You have a competition tomorrow morning, go to bed early."

Yun Qiyou stopped and said: "No, I'm going to Guangna Hall at the foot of the mountain, and I'll be back soon."

Looking at Yun Qiyou's gradually disappearing back under the moonlight, Ning Xiangruo and Yang Liudi were both slightly stunned, and then the two looked at each other.

Yang Liudi said in surprise: "Sister, did I just hear an auditory hallucination? Where is the little sister going?"

Ning Xiangruo also looked suspicious and said: "The little sister seems to be going to Guangna Hall, Guangna Hall... This is our Cangyun Sect's black market, what is the little sister going there for?"

Yang Liudi's eyes turned and said: "Sister, let's go and take a look!"

Ning Xiangruo's curiosity was also aroused at this moment, and she said: "Let's go!"

At the foot of the mountain, Guangna Hall.

The thick night can't hide the hustle and bustle of the Samsara Peak at this moment. The lower the status of the disciples in the sect is, the lower they are. Most of them are ordinary disciples, and there are many people. Naturally, it is far from the tranquility of the Yuanshui Villa on the mountainside.

In Guangna Hall, this place regarded as a black market by the disciples of Cangyun Sect, there is a lot of noise at this moment. Hundreds of disciples wearing Cangyun Sect costumes are betting or reselling some other scarce goods. Such as fine wine, snacks, cloth and so on at the foot of the mountain.

Occasionally, you can see young female disciples in groups of three or two, going in and out of Guangna Hall, picking out silk supplements, jewelry, rouge and powder smuggled from the mountain.

It is said that cultivators are outsiders, but this is not true. Cultivators are not fundamentally different from ordinary humans. They are all humans, like vulgar things, and love to dress up.

If there is any difference, it is that cultivators have higher personal abilities. Those who have achieved success in cultivation can fly in the air, travel thousands of miles a day, and have a longer lifespan than ordinary humans.

At the edge of the betting counter, Ye Xiaochuan rolled up his arms and said loudly: "Look at my handsome face! It's genuine, and I will compensate you ten times if it's fake. Last time I bet forty taels of silver on you. Many brothers and sisters saw it at the time, and you just admitted it. Why don't you exchange it for me?"

The young disciple who was in charge of placing bets, collecting money and issuing tickets said helplessly: "Brother Xiaochuan, I know you have placed 40 taels of silver here to buy yourself to win, but you don't have a ticket. You have been in this black market for a long time. You should know the rules here best. We recognize tickets but not people. We only exchange silver with the issued tickets. You don't have a ticket, so you can't exchange it."

Ye Xiaochuan was furious and shouted: "I accidentally lost the ticket. Can't you change the rules? I spent money, why don't you exchange it for me!"

Zhu Changshui, Yuan Yangzhen and others around him loudly supported Ye Xiaochuan. Six or seven Cangyunmen dandies slapped the counter, and Guangna Hall was noisy again.

The young disciple rolled his eyes and looked quite helpless.

The current Ye Xiaochuan is definitely not the same as before. Today, he suddenly urged Beidou Zhushen to defeat Gu Paner on the ring during the day, shocking Cangyun. Everyone knows that Ye Xiaochuan may have flown to the branches and become a phoenix, and he can't afford to offend him.

However, Ye Xiaochuan did not have a ticket, and the odds for him were very high at that time. The 40 taels of silver that Ye Xiaochuan bet on would have to be paid out at least 9,000 taels.

If it was 180 taels, the young disciple would have exchanged it. After all, Ye Xiaochuan was very advanced in Taoism and was expected to be an important figure in Cangyun Sect in the future.

However, the odds for Ye Xiaochuan's bet were very high. If Ye Xiaochuan was paid out more than 9,000 taels now, the plate would probably collapse.

And Ye Xiaochuan was definitely not a reasonable person. At this moment, he brought a group of brothers to ask for money. There were so many disciples watching the excitement around that they almost filled the entire Guangna Hall, and Guangna Hall was in chaos.

Suddenly, the noise from the outside gradually stopped, and then the quiet atmosphere extended from the outside of Guangna Hall to the innermost part.

Guangna Hall, which was still noisy a moment ago, suddenly became very quiet in a short period of time, with only the shouting and slapping of the table by Ye Xiaochuan, Zhu Changshui and others.