Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 37: Who Are You Betting On?
Chu Yang and the others laughed all the way until their stomachs hurt.
But everyone knew one thing clearly: the Dream Clan was probably finished. Even if they didn’t face complete destruction, their vital energy would definitely be severely injured.
The origin of all this stemmed from a few words spoken by Chu Yang.
Ji Mo and the other brothers were naturally in awe, while Dong Wulei and Ji Zhu exchanged cautious glances with Chu Yang: this Chu Yang... was definitely a terrifying figure!
He had only revealed the horror of this evil technique without mentioning how to break it, causing everyone in the martial arts world to feel anxious, and all the noble families to be on high alert. Inadvertently, this excluded the Dream Clan and isolated them completely.
This was like delivering a heavy blow that cut deeply into the roots of the Dream Clan!
His grasp on human psychology was incredibly precise. Moreover, in the current chaotic world, the impact of such rumors was exponentially greater than usual.
The fate of the Dream Clan was almost predictable.
As Chu Yang continued on his path, he listened to the comments with a smile, analyzing everything in his mind, filled with interest regarding this contest for marriage. This was no small matter; almost all the major families were gathering here.
This conflict would fully showcase the major factions of the martial arts world; and what Chu Yang needed was precisely this. It would help him decide where to start.
Hearsay was always inferior to seeing things with one's own eyes!
On the way, looking at Dong Wulei and Ji Zhu, Chu Yang couldn’t help but sigh: these eldest young masters from the noble families were truly not ordinary people.
Ji Zhu appeared sloppy, and indeed was quite messy; yet Chu Yang sensed that he was a person of great wisdom disguised as a fool! Although he looked the same on the outside, he was definitely not a fool inside!
Furthermore, this sloppiness and laziness had become his best camouflage. He should be someone who pretends to be a pig to eat the tiger.
Dong Wulei had a deep and calculating mind, and his suspicion was heavy; he was definitely not as straightforward as Dong Wushang. Of course, this was determined by his position, resembling the typical demeanor of a patriarch from a noble family.
Moreover… at present, Dong Wulei was quite wary of himself!
The two pairs of brothers, Ji Zhu was truly good to Ji Mo; but Dong Wulei's relationship with Dong Wushang was a bit ambiguous, making it hard for Chu Yang to decipher. Presumably, even Dong Wulei himself was uncertain about his own thoughts, right?
He felt both the bond of brotherhood and a sense of threat to his position; the sense of crisis couldn’t override the genuine brotherly affection; yet the genuine affection also couldn’t replace the sense of crisis and desire for power…
Dong Wulei must be feeling quite conflicted right now...
Chu Yang sighed.
Looking at Dong Wushang’s robust figure following beside him, his square face wearing a calm expression; Chu Yang felt a pang of sadness and worry: did he truly know what his elder brother was thinking?
Dong Wushang was a man of deep affection and righteousness. Perhaps he didn’t realize it, thus he was working hard for the family, alleviating his elder brother's burdens, acting as a pioneer. But even if he knew, he would still act that way without any change.
That was Dong Wushang!
As they reached the mountain peak, what lay before them was truly like a large basin. (You can imagine it like a current football field...)
A considerable number of people had gathered here!
Especially on a large platform just inside the entrance, it was more lively than ever before.
“I bet! I bet! I bet Ji Mo will lose, a thousand taels!” one person shouted, jumping up and down, sweating profusely.
“I bet Ji Mo will lose too, ten thousand taels!” another yelled.
“I bet Gao Sheng will win; ten thousand taels!” a big man shouted.
“Me too…”
Ji Mo was on the verge of a breakdown, unable to help but grumble: “Damn it, why am I so unpopular…”