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A Record of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 758: Life and Death Betting Game 🎲

Published: September 8, 2025

Chapter 755: Life-and-Death Gambling Battle

The three men slowly walked to the center of the great hall and stopped side by side.

The one standing in the middle, a burly black-robed man with a somewhat grim look, spoke coldly:

“You all should know who the three of us are. Even if someone didn’t recognize us before, now you should. This gathering is presided over by the three of us. Does anyone have any objections?”

The black-robed man’s voice was icy and sharp. As soon as he finished speaking, a tremendous aura suddenly erupted from him. Then, a massive spiritual pressure descended upon the entire hall. The cultivators present sensed the unfathomable fluctuations of spiritual energy, and their faces changed slightly.

While Han Li was startled by the man’s powerful magical power, he was also quite surprised.

Judging by the cold demonic aura covering this man, he must be the Heartsong Old Demon from the demonic path. But this old demon looked very different from what Han Li had imagined. Although called the Chief Elder of the Heartsong Sect, his cultivation technique seemed more like the demonic techniques of the Ghost Spirit Sect!

Han Li didn’t know that throughout history, every Chief Elder of the Heartsong Sect was called the Heartsong Old Demon. Although the black-robed man practiced a kind of demonic technique that had little relation to the Heartsong Sect, he still had to bear the title of Heartsong Old Demon.

At this moment, others felt the terrifying presence of the burly man. Though uneasy, none were foolish enough to challenge the authority of these three top cultivators.

For a while, the entire great hall fell silent, tacitly accepting the words of the Heartsong Old Demon.

“Good. Since there are no objections, I won’t waste any more words. In fact, we don’t have time for idle talk. Just this morning, the Mulan people sent an envoy along with a challenge letter. They stated that if their conditions are not met, a life-or-death battle will be held at the border in seven days,” the black-robed man said expressionlessly.

“A challenge letter?”

“In seven days?”

“What conditions?”

The cultivators stirred in a commotion.

“Brother Yi’s words were no lie. This is the opponent’s challenge letter. Fellow cultivators, please take a look first, then we will discuss countermeasures. Although the battle will come sooner than we expected, with the magical abilities of everyone here, are we really afraid of the Mulan people?” The sword-bearing Taoist laughed softly and spoke calmly.

Though his voice was not loud, it entered everyone’s ears like a refreshing breeze, instantly calming their hearts.

The other cultivators were startled but quickly settled down. Yet someone murmured softly:

“This is the Quiet Mind Technique from the Taizhen Sect. It really has its tricks.”

Hearing this slightly discontented remark, the middle-aged Taoist seemed not to hear it. Instead, he pulled out a fresh, bright red Jade Slip from his robe, casually tossed it to a gray-robed elder across from him, and smiled:

“This is the Mulan people’s challenge letter. Fellow cultivator, please have a look first.”

The elder was momentarily stunned but then silently held the Jade Slip and scanned its contents with his spiritual awareness. His face suddenly darkened, and with a cold expression, he threw the Jade Slip to the person beside him.

That person also examined it with spiritual awareness, his expression growing grim.

As the challenge letter was passed around among the cultivators, Han Li discreetly observed the Taoist and the old man in the azure robe.

The Taoist was about forty years old, with smooth, fair skin. His features were upright and refined, immediately giving a good impression. He should be Master Zhiyang of the righteous Taizhen Sect.

As for the old man in azure robes, he appeared quite ordinary. His clothing, demeanor, and appearance showed no particular distinction. The only thing that caught Han Li’s attention was his long fingernails, which looked unusually sharp and glowed faintly with a purple-black sheen—quite eye-catching.