Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

”Alright, I’ll double the bet with you again. As long as Wen Gaoren can use half the Meteorite Gold to repair the next array, not only will the saved Meteorite Gold and costs be his, I’ll also lose double this time,” Ou Dechuan said, gritting his teeth.

In order for Duan Cheng’an to secretly learn Wen Gaoren’s hidden Array Formation Technique and to salvage the reputation of Lingyu Divine Hall, he had no choice but to go all in. Otherwise, if the array repair business falls into the hands of Huayu Temple, Lingyu Divine Hall would be in trouble.

”Triple,” Han Yan raised three fingers.

”Double,” Ou Dechuan shook his head. Although Lingyu Divine Hall didn’t lack money, if he seemed too eager, it would make Han Yan suspicious, which was not ideal.

”Priest Ou, it seems like you’re also afraid of losing. Could it be that you’ve long accepted Master Wen’s Array Formation Technique in your heart, but you’re just too proud to admit it? If that’s the case, let’s not bet. We’re leaving,” Han Yan mocked, then turned to leave with Ling Baobao and Sikong Qinglan.

Wen Gaoren wasn’t in a hurry to leave; there was still money to collect.

”Triple it is then! I’m not clear on Wen Gaoren’s array capabilities, only afraid you’ll lose too badly and won’t recover. But if you’re insistent, so be it,” provoked by Han Yan, Ou Dechuan relented.

Seeing Ou Dechuan take the bait, Han Yan’s face showed a faint smile.

All the surrounding people exchanged glances, surprised the bet was on for real.

Last time was somewhat of a bet, but Wen Gaoren saving half the Meteorite Gold in array repair was naturally his. However, this time, it truly was a gamble.

Although many in Divine Continent enjoy gambling and there are gambling houses in Main City of each temple, priests focus on cultivation of Divine Sense, with minimal distractions, so few indulge in gambling, and Main Priests especially are above such activities.

Ou Dechuan, despite his sinister nature, was more disciplined in this regard than others. Yet, provoked by Han Yan, he started betting against her.

Seeing Han Yan’s elusive smile, he always sensed she was setting a trap for Ou Dechuan. This Master Priest increasingly seemed like a playboy.

”Master Wen, show Priest Ou your skills,” Han Yan said to Wen Gaoren.

Anyway, with all temple priests present, she wasn’t afraid of Ou Dechuan cheating, no need for a written agreement.

”Yes, Master Priest.” Wen Gaoren knew the key to repairing the array lay with Han Yan, and his skill was actually secondary. Whatever she says goes.

Though it felt a bit showy, being flattered by the temple priests felt good, particularly since he could outshine Duan Cheng’an and vent his anger.

As he executed several Hand Formations, another damaged array appeared.

”This is a Heavenly Fortune Array, which requires one hundred twenty-eight pieces of Meteorite Gold for full repair.” After some observation, Wen Gaoren turned to Ou Dechuan and spoke thoughtfully.

Before proceeding, it’s crucial to confirm the normal Meteorite Gold expenditure.

Ou Dechuan looked over at Duan Cheng’an, who pondered for a moment then nodded.

Among the priests present, although their skill didn’t match his and Wen Gaoren’s, their judgment was sound, so he couldn’t lie.

Moreover, if he insisted on using fewer pieces, Wen Gaoren could simply say, ”I don’t have the skill; you do it!”, and he would be equally embarrassed.

He sought to secretly learn Wen Gaoren’s Array Formation Technique, aiming big, so he didn’t want to complicate matters over trivialities.

”Let’s begin,” Ou Dechuan said to Wen Gaoren after getting Duan Cheng’an’s confirmation.

Wen Gaoren pulled out sixty-four pieces of various types of Meteorite Gold and began repairing the array, with Han Yan assisting behind him. Her palm occasionally flashed with mysterious glows invisible to others.

Brilliant lights flickered from the array, and in only an hour, this severely damaged Heavenly Fortune Array was repaired anew. But the Meteorite Gold used only numbered fifty-one pieces, just over a third, far below half. No wonder, having learned from earlier, Han Yan’s mastery of the Chaos Heavenly Fire grew more adept, reducing Meteorite Gold usage subsequently. With further practice, she was confident she could repair this array with only a third of the Meteorite Gold.

Around them, exclamations echoed, and the temple priests’ eyes grew more eager. Repairing an array could save nearly two-thirds of Meteorite Gold. Imagine what it would be for ten arrays, or a hundred; over time, the Meteorite Gold saved would be astonishing.

”Did you see clearly?” Ou Dechuan asked Duan Cheng’an darkly.

In his wildest dreams, he never imagined Wen Gaoren’s array skills were this powerful. Had he known earlier, he’d never have opposed him. Regrettably, it’s too late now. Without Duan Cheng’an learning Wen Gaoren’s array secrets, he’d have nowhere to cry.

”I got it, I understand completely, Master Priest, rest assured, I can deploy such repair arrays as well.” Thankfully, Duan Cheng’an did not disappoint him, speaking confidently.

”Master Wen’s Array Formation Technique truly is awe-inspiring. Priest Mu, I think there’s no need to let the Gu family bear the expense. I’d like to host a banquet for everyone. Would the Master Priest favor us?” Chu Fengyun expressed his admiration, first to cozy up to Han Yan.

”Indeed! So, today Xiafeng Temple and Feng City Temple will host Priest Mu and Master Wen, along with the friends from Huayu Temple. We hope Priest Mu will grace us with your presence,” Ma Jingtian immediately followed.

”Ma Jingtian, don’t you have any shame? If you want to treat them, do it yourself. Today, it’s Feng City Temple hosting Priest Mu and Master Wen. What does Xiafeng Temple have to do with this? Isn’t Feng City Temple too poor to afford a meal?” Chu Yanghe yelled angrily.

”Chu Yanghe, though we’re friends, and once even went to Life God Temple to cultivate together, there’s some comradeship. Can’t you give a little face?” Ma Jingtian waved his robe, displeased.

”Friendship is one thing, camaraderie is another, don’t mix them up. Priest Mu and I have important things to discuss, you can host another day,” Chu Yanghe replied bluntly.

”Please, the two of you, let’s not harm good relations or let tempers flare,” Fan Chengli stepped between them, mediating.

”I’m not the one harming it; it’s this old fool that’s shameless,” Chu Yanghe replied, glaring angrily.

”What did you say?” Ma Jingtian’s face darkened, rolling up his sleeves in preparation for a fight.