Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eight The Hundred Treasure Flying Pavilion (1/2)

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eight The Hundred Treasure Flying Pavilion

For Zuo Mo, the question in front of him was an extremely serious one ––– to spend this enormous amount of jingshi.

In his perspective, it was not outrageous to label it a serious problem. If he hadn’t spent all of the jingshi before Pu Yao woke up, then he definitely wouldn’t get a single piece. His original intentions when he had bet the original amount was because he didn’t want the three hundred pieces of third-grade jingshi to land in Pu Yao’s hand. This was great now. The situation hadn’t changed and he needed to find a way to spend even more jingshi.

He definitely had to spend it! Before Pu Yao woke up!

If such a large sum of jingshi ended up in Pu Yao’s hands, Zuo Mo felt that he would go crazy. To avoid the worst case scenario, Zuo Mo decided to act immediately.

However, before he could leave the mountain gates, he was called by the sect leader to Wu Kong Hall.

Recently, he had been too flashy. It was better to be a bit more careful. Zuo Mo decided to be more low-key. If he angered the sect leader and the others, he wouldn’t have easy days.

“Xiao Mo.” The sect leader raised a tea cup and took a sip, saying slowly, “I heard you do not want to attend the next fight?”

“Sect Leader, it’s not that this disciple doesn’t want to, but is unable to. See, this disciple’s wounds have not healed. Even though the next opponent is unknown but it will definitely be a ningmai expert, and the match will be unwinnable. My wounds would be aggrieved, and leave behind hidden weaknesses for future cultivation. This disciple feels that the Sword Test Conference is just to gain some experience. This disciple has learned a lot this time. If this disciple gets hurt in order to win, and damages the base, wouldn’t that be doing more harm than good?” Zuo Mo said with a thick face.

The sect leader had a smiling expression as he looked at Zuo Mo. Zuo Mo instantly had a bad feeling.

“You have thought about the situation. Not bad, not bad. However, things have changed. One competitor had left due to an emergency so there will be one person who will draw a bye. Elder Tian Song Zi admired your performance last time very much and has decided to give the bye to you. You have to perform well to not fail the hopes of Elder Tian Song Zi. As to the wounds you have, don’t worry, your master wouldn’t bear for you to fight with wounds.”

Zuo Mo instantly froze. He still needed to attend the competition?

Wasn’t it already known to be a loss?

Other people only saw his dazzle and success in his match with Chao An.What they didn’t know was how much he had prepared for that. Even his luck had been extremely good in order for him to achieve victory. Through the information that Fu Jin had found on Chao An before the match, he had found Chao An’s weakness. He also fully used the wagering to place enormous pressure on Chao An. He had used everything he could think about, he had really put all his effort into scheming, just so he could barely make the victory.

The gap between zhuji and ningmai was still gigantic. If it was any other competitor, he would have lost. Other than the killing moves like the yin fire bead which was not suited to being used in public, he had done everything that he could.

The sect leader wanted him to keep attending the competition? What did he have left to use to compete?

He felt his mind was a bit stuck. Did the sect leader really think that he could defeat ningmai like he was cutting vegetables? He shouldn’t! Zuo Mo raised his head slightly to glance at the sect leader and instantly shook his head inside. Not in any way did the sect leader seem like such an idiot.

Just as he was thinking, he heard the sect leader say with a smile, “Go prepare well.”

Zuo Mo dejectedly left Wu Kong Hall. For a long while, he couldn’t focus. A bye? This kind of thing happened?

Just as he was dazing away on Silly Bird’s back, he suddenly heard Pu Yao’s voice, “Give me five yin beads.”

This was definitely the voice that Zuo Mo didn’t want to hear the most. Consequently, his body suddenly froze when he heard it. When did this guy wake up?

However, he quickly responded. Pu Yao’s voice was very rushed. He clearly was in desperate need of the yin beads. Without a second word, he took out five yin beads to shove to Pu Yao. Pu Yao, having obtained the yin beads, instantly disappeared.

Only now did Zuo Mo feel his heart pumping hard. Damn It, Pu Yao was going to wake soon!

No way! He needed to be quicker!

Zuo Mo felt as though there was a fire below his butt as he frantically urged Silly Bird to move. He could feel his heartbeat continuously increasing in speed, his mouth dry. One hundred and ninety pieces of fourth-grade jingshi! Before the competition, he had never even seen a fourth-grade jingshi before, much less one hundred and ninety pieces of fourth-grade jingshi. When he thought that this gigantic fortune might not belong to him, Zuo Mo felt terrible.

With a stronger desire to spend the jingshi, Zuo Mo came to Dong Fu again.

This time, he didn’t wander around on the ground. He headed straight for the finest floating market in Dong Fu, the Hundred Treasure Flying Pavilion.

The Hundred Treasures Island was the finest market in Dong Fu and what it sold was the most expensive and highest-quality items that could be bought in Dong Fu. Every talisman that was sold here was the finest of the finest. The raw materials that it sold were all rare items. The Hundred Treasure Flying Pavilion was forged from a small mountain peak. The reason that it could always float in the air and never needed to land was due to the jinzhi that were on it. There had never been anyone that made trouble at the Hundred Treasure Flying Pavilion, not even jindan experts.

This was the first time Zuo Mo came to the Hundred Treasure Flying Pavilion. If he didn’t have one hundred and ninety pieces of fourth-grade jingshi on him, he definitely wouldn’t have the bravery to come to such a high-end store.

The mountain was not big, only about seventy or so mu. It was extremely beautiful, all kinds of ling grasses and flowers planted, as the ling music flowed. Zuo Mo didn’t really know much about the ling music, but the ling grasses and flowers really frightened him, who was familiar with dan-making.

F***!

Any stalk of ling grass and flower in here was a rare specimen that Zuo Mo had only seen on the jade scrolls.

Fourth-grade Antennaria Reed, fourth-grade Nightmare Mushroom, fourth-grade Red Fire Lotus… …