Chapter 3775: Lost

one want to pity her.With such a beautiful face and a devilishly good figure, how could this woman ever have trouble finding a husbandIf it weren't for the intermittent pain from his internal injuries...Zhao Qinglian suppressed his cultivation, dressed in a black robe and walked through the streets. In Yuan Gu City, people wearing this kind of attire were not uncommon, so he didn't attract too much attention.

He was a powerful cultivator of the Immortal Venerable level, with an incredibly strong divine sense. He didn't need to get too close; he could clearly see the situation of his target from afar.

Ye Bufan summoned two Dao bodies, each collecting the bets almost simultaneously, and absorbed all seven families' immortal crystals into their bags.

After doing all this, they didn't stop for a moment and ran straight out of the city. However, one ran south while the other ran north, heading in opposite directions.

"They actually broke up."

Zhao Qinglian frowned. He couldn't follow both of them, so he ultimately chose to follow the one heading south.

He was only watching from afar, with the strength of an immortal, he wasn't worried about being discovered by others.

After leaving the city, the speed of that black-clothed man in front suddenly increased, soaring away at high speed towards the distance, and his speed kept increasing.

"So, that's the power of a Heavenly Venerable."

Zhao Qinglian's lips curled into a sneer. Fortunately, he hadn't let Zhao Xinfeng and the others follow. Otherwise, it would be hard to keep up with their speed.

In fact, it wasn't just him who wanted to make a fortune. There were many others who were also greedy for wealth, but their abilities were far inferior, and they were soon left behind.

Zhao Qinglian followed at a leisurely pace. In his opinion, the fewer people around him, the better. When no one was around, he could act with more ease.

As for the man in black before him, he didn't pay him any mind. Even if he was fast, he couldn't escape his grasp, let alone stand a chance against him.

After about an hour's travel, the two of them hurried along, and before them lay a desolate wasteland. All around was eerily silent, with no sign of any other people.

He felt he was about ready, just about to make a move, when suddenly a wide river appeared ahead of him.

Instead of flying over the river surface as he used to, the black man took a running leap and dove straight into the water.

"What's going on Did he find me"

Zha Qinglian was a bit surprised. Logically, with his Immortal Venerable strength, the other party should not have been able to sense him.

Then she shook her head slightly, realizing that at this point everything was irrelevant. In the face of absolute power, nothing mattered. All that was important was to capture her opponent.

Thinking about this, he no longer suppressed his cultivation. His aura surged suddenly, and a violent divine sense swept around him, instantly covering the entire river.

The Immortal Venerable's divine sense was so powerful that he could see every grain of sand in the river clearly, and every fish was under his control.

Then, a look of astonishment crossed his face. He had searched this river thoroughly, but not even the shadow of a person could be found.

"What's going on"

Zhao Qinglian couldn't figure out how the other party had escaped no matter what. He took a step forward and stood directly on the river, his divine sense sweeping across the area like mercury cascading down once more.

The result was yet again disappointment. I searched the entire river over a dozen times, but still didn't see even a single person.

"Damn it, how did he get away"

Zhao Qinglian was furious and jumped up in anger. As a powerful Immortal Venerable, he had been completely humiliated. The other party had brazenly slipped away right under his nose! How could this be possible

After searching again to no avail, he punched out in anger and frustration.

According to his thinking, the other party must have used some kind of treasure to shield their divine sense, or they were hiding in the mud at the bottom of the river.

But no matter what, one can't ultimately escape one's own attacks.

The Immortal Venerable's strength was truly formidable. With a single punch, he shattered half of the great river, causing the water to evaporate and the mud and sand to churn wildly. It was as if the world itself had been struck by a cataclysmic disaster.

Even then, not a single soul could be seen.

Extremely furious, Zhao Qinglian struck again and again, completely destroying the entire river. However, besides a wasteland of ditches and ruins, there was nothing else to be gained.

To the north, Jian Feiyang of the Four Sides Sword Sect and Elder Han Fangcuo of the Han family chose this direction.

But they chased him all the way, until the black-clad figure plunged into a grove of trees and vanished without a trace.

Just like Zhao Qinglian, they completely destroyed the forest but found no sign of any people. In the end, they could only return empty-handed.

Three people originally intended to kill for treasure, but ended up empty-handed.

At Qin's Post House, Qin Muyue strolled into the main hall with a lollipop in her mouth and said to Qin Bufu, "Elder, Dr. Ye said he had something to do and wouldn't come here."

Qin Bufei nodded, not surprised by the result.

He only asked Qin Muyue to invite people out of courtesy, knowing that they wouldn't come at this time.

At this time, another young man walked in, Qin Mubai, the core disciple of the Qin family.

"Elder, I've found out that two people are currently collecting bets at all the gambling dens. They are all betting on my younger sister Mu Yue's match."

"Oh! How much did you bet"

Qin nodded, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

"A single bet worth 10 million, a payout of 300 million, fourteen bets altogether totaling over 400 million..."

"Pfft!"

Hearing this number, Qin Buyi just spat out the tea he had just drunk.

"How much do you say"

It’s no wonder he was so shocked, even though the Qin family is one of the Seven Great Families, their combined wealth wouldn't add up to this much.

"Excluding the principal, it totals forty-two billion."

Speaking of this number, even Qin Mubai, who has always been calm and collected, was beaming with excitement.

Qin Bufan took another sip of tea before slowly suppressing the shock in his heart.

"This kid is really generous, but taking so many immortal crystals, isn't he afraid of not living long enough to spend them all"

Qin Muyue leaned closer and asked, "Elder, do you know who placed the bet"

Of course I know, it's easy to guess.

The little girl's face was beaming with excitement: "Then tell me quickly! I'm going to grab some fairy crystals, this guy is really rich!"

Qin Bufan glared at her. As expected, heaven was fair. Having demonic-like cultivation talent, he lacked any cunning or scheming abilities.

"Alright, don't ask any more about this, just go back and cultivate."

"Don't talk!"

The little girl, with a lollipop in her mouth, skipped happily back to her room.

No sooner had she left than the steward rushed in, "Elder sir, the Red Fairy of Bixi Sect requests an audience."

"You little rich boy, toss everything over here."

Qin Bufei frowned and shook his head helplessly: "Come in."

The houseboy turned and ran out. Soon, a stunning middle-aged woman walked in with Time, it was the Immortal Red Cloud (Chixia Xianzi).

Qin didn't disappoint, stopping in front of the door with a beaming smile: "Elder Chixia, how could you think to visit this old man It truly is an honor and brightens my humble abode."

"Since we're all old friends, there's no need for formalities. I'm here for one thing."

Chi Xia Xianzi maintains that same cold and distant demeanor towards everyone, and today is no exception.

Qin was stunned for a moment, then laughed again.

Please speak.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Although Jinlin Baojia was powerful, it could only withstand attacks from cultivators below the Daluo Immortal realm. It was useless against He Honglian, who knocked him unconscious with a single fing...