My Master Knows It All

437: Chapter 171 Fame Spreads Far and Wide_2 437: Chapter 171 Fame Spreads Far and Wide_2 The people from the other sects around did not speak, as it was clear that the betting going on now was taking advantage of the Hundred Peaks Sect.

They had no grudge against the Hundred Peaks Sect and did not want to offend one of the top ten Immortal Sects for no reason.

However, the Thousand Caves Door should be willing to bet quite a bit.

Many people’s gazes turned toward the two from the Thousand Caves Door.

Peng, the Cave Master’s heart stirred; this was one million taels of Spirit Stones.

If he wagered one million taels of Spirit Stones on the Hundred Peaks Sect winning, wouldn’t he make a huge profit?

But the problem was…

“Cave Master Peng, do not bet for now,” Cave Master Hu quickly sent a secret message to remind him, “Once we bet, everyone will think there’s something special about Peak Master Cao, and what then?

Peak Master Cao will probably bet himself, and thus, we would be competing with Peak Master Cao, also offending him in the process.

Even more, we might prevent Peak Master Cao from earning any Spirit Stones.

No matter what, the two of us had our moments of Enlightenment thanks to Peak Master Cao; we must remember his kindness.

So let’s just let this matter go.”

“That makes sense…

But Peak Master Cao might not have enough Spirit Stones to bet or maybe we could find a way to lend some to him?

This way, it would be only right for us to bet,” Cave Master Peng was still somewhat greedy.

This was already a bet of one million taels of Spirit Stones, and one wonders how many more Spirit Stones could be made if others were to bet later on!

“That will not happen; they are not going to care how many Spirit Stones Peak Master Cao and his people have.

Besides, rest assured, Peak Master Cao will not fail to respond,” after sending back a secret message, Cave Master Hu looked at the people glancing over and said with a cold face, “There’s no need to look at me; I’ve never liked betting.”

Cave Master Peng shrugged very cooperatively and said, “Well then, since Cave Master Hu is not betting, neither will I.”

Cao Zhen, seeing that the two had chosen not to bet, displayed a look of surprise on his face; people from the Thousand Caves Door knew about his calligraphy skills, yet they did not bet on him winning.

It was clear they were giving him the opportunity to make money.

Indeed, indeed, these two Cave Masters were not bad at all.

His heart stirred, and he sent a secret message to Cave Master Hu: “Later, I will share ten percent of the Spirit Stones won from the bets with the Thousand Caves Door.”

Others might not say anything, but he could not fail to show gratitude.

Now that others are not betting, but what about later?

As he continued to expound on his theories, if someone else bets on his loss, and the people from the Thousand Caves Door bet on his victory, it wouldn’t be a problem the first time, but what about the second or third time?

Others would start to realize that there was something wrong, and how would he make money then?

One shouldn’t smash one’s own rice bowl just for a quick profit.

Sharing a portion of it would cause no issue.

Upon hearing this, Cave Master Hu’s face also showed a bit of surprise but did not refuse, responding directly, “Then, thank you, Peak Master Cao.”

If he refused, Peak Master Cao might suspect something.

After all, who doesn’t love money in this world, and who would find money excessive?

After Cao Zhen ended his secret communication, he then looked at the crowd and said, “No matter how many of you bet on Elder Xue winning, I, Cao Zhen, will match the same amount of money and bet on myself to win!”

A moment after these words dropped, the crowd around was instantly shocked!

Has Cao Zhen gone mad?!

Now that two sects have bet on Elder Xue winning, a total of one million taels of Spirit Stones were at stake, which meant he needed to wager one million taels of Spirit Stones on his own victory.

That’s a whole one million taels of Spirit Stones.

Were the Hundred Peaks Sect so wealthy to this extent?

Could a Peak ranked one hundred produce one million taels of Spirit Stones?

Or did he believe he had a chance of winning?

But the opponent was an Elder from the Four Extremes Sect who was said to be proficient in poetry, music, calligraphy, and painting—Elder Xue!

How could Cao Zhen possibly win?

Or was it that Cao Zhen was doing this for the face of the Hundred Peaks Sect and was willing to throw away one million taels of Spirit Stones just to not lose in terms of momentum?

Wasn’t that crazy?

But if one were to say that Cao Zhen could win?

No matter how the crowd thought about it, they just could not believe that Cao Zhen could win.

Forget Cao Zhen, even Peng, the Cave Master from the Thousand Caves Door, who was an Elder of the Calligraphy Cave, they did not believe he could win over Elder Xue.

“I’m going all in!” said a middle-aged man who had so far been inconspicuous, suddenly raising his head and exclaiming, “I’ll bet two hundred thousand taels of Spirit Stones on Elder Xue winning.”

If offending the Hundred Peaks Sect was what it took to win Spirit Stones, so be it.

With someone starting, suddenly individuals from various Immortal Sects began to speak up, and without exception, everyone bet on Elder Xue winning.

Since so many people had already bet, even if the Hundred Peaks Sect held a grudge, it would be against everyone.

No laws punish a crowd—there was no need for fear with so many people involved.

Finally, after everyone had finished betting, the people betting on Elder Xue winning had actually placed a total of five million taels of Spirit Stones.

Five million taels wasn’t a small sum.

Li Qinglei gave Cao Zhen and Lan Pili a glance; he didn’t believe that the leaders of the Hundredth Peak and Ninety-Three Peak could produce five million taels of Spirit Stones.

So much Spirit Stones, perhaps even the Peak Masters of the Upper Fifty Peaks of the Hundred Peaks Sect might not be able to easily provide.

Yet, he said not a word.

What was there to say?

If people from the Hundred Peaks Sect couldn’t produce the Spirit Stones, all the better, as not being able to produce them would be even more embarrassing!

Elder Xue quickly prepared the Four Treasures of the Study, collected himself, bringing his mind to an optimal state, then lifted the brush and began to write on the paper before him.

As the first character was written, Li Qinglei immediately began to clap lightly and praise, “Good writing, good writing!

It is only after seeing Elder Xue’s characters today that I understand, truly, how beautiful writing can be.”