Chapter 1058: Gamble! (1/2)

Compared to two months prior, the aura around Huang Xiaolong had become much stronger.

It hadn’t been long since Huang Xiaolong broke through to Fourth Order Heavenly God Realm when he first entered the Primordial Celestial Shrine, but in the short two months he spent comprehending these heritage tablets, his cultivation had risen to peak early Fourth Order Heavenly God Realm!

If Lu Zhuo, Ren Changhai, and Zhu Huan knew this, they wouldn't be able to sit still in the hall outside.

Even though other disciples’ cultivation also improved as they comprehend the heritage tablets, it was definitely far less shocking than Huang Xiaolong’s speed.

Five days later, when Huang Xiaolong began comprehending the sixty-eighth heritage tablet, his body trembled all of a sudden. A brilliant radiance burst out from his three supreme godheads.

He actually broke through to mid-Fourth Order Heavenly God Realm!

Outside in the hall, Lu Zhuo, Ren Changhai, Zhu Huan were alarmed by the movement behind the steel door, for they had never seen any disciple reach the sixty-eighth heritage tablet. The highest record was the sixty-seventh tablet!

Huang Xiaolong had just broken this record! Moreover, from the one hundred days allocated for comprehension, there were thirty-five days left!

Whilst feeling shocked, Lu Zhuo’s laughter became more frequent. Truly, a joyful occasion lifts one’s spirit. This disciple Huang Xiaolong truly surprised him again and again.

Lu Zhuo began to anticipate the moment when Huang Xiaolong finished comprehending all hundred tablets and opened that legendary big steel door inside the room.

“Lu Zhuo, let’s have another bet on whether Huang Xiaolong can finish comprehending all hundred heritage tablets in one hundred days!” At this time, Ren Changhai spoke with a gloomy light in his eyes, bearing a taste of madness.

Lu Zhuo looked at Ren Changhai in surprise, as he didn't have much confidence.

As far as he knew, ever since the Primordial Celestial Shrine came into existence over ten million years ago, there had yet any disciple from the three sects who succeeded in comprehending all hundred heritage tablets!

Despite recognizing Huang Xiaolong’s talent and great comprehension ability, Lu Zhuo wasn't confident he could comprehend all the tablets in one hundred days. The chances were just too slim that it was closer to impossible.

“You don’t have the guts?” Zhu Huan taunted, sneering coldly.

Ren Changhai also shot Lu Zhuo a derisive look.

Lu Zhuo was aware that Ren Changhai and Zhu Huan were stimulating him on purpose, but he couldn’t resist saying, “Fine, I’ll bet with you guys, but what do you two want to bet?” He added in a derisive tone, “Or do you have more grade four spiritual veins on you?”

Lu Zhuo mentioning the grade four spiritual vein was no different than rubbing salt on Ren Changhai and Zhu Huan’s wounds. While feeling pained in their hearts, anger brewed.

“We bet our two sects’ treasuries!” Ren Changhai nearly spat out in anger. “If we lose, you can take half of the Great Whale Sect and Elephant Genesis Sect’s treasuries! On the other hand, if you lose, we’ll take your Barbarian God Sect’s treasury!”

They actually wanted to bet the sect’s treasury!

Lu Zhuo sucked in a breath of cold air looking wide-eyed at the other two people in the hall. ‘These two have gone mad!’

With the long history of their three sects on Green Cloud Island, the wealth in their treasuries was far from being able to compare to a mere few grade four spiritual veins.

They had only bet grade four spiritual veins earlier, which was still acceptable to Lu Zhuo, but betting the sect’s treasury was a stake too high for his tolerance, scaring him.

“What? You really don’t dare?” Zhu Huan snickered disdainfully.

“Timid as a mouse.” Ren Changhai added fuel to the fire.

Hesitation flickered back and forth on Lu Zhuo’s face.

“Fine, since you two dared to bet, why wouldn’t I dare?” Lu Zhuo gritted his teeth and agreed in a spur, “I’ll bet!”

Zhu Huan laughed merrily, “Good, Brother Lu Zhuo’s courage is admirable!”

“Then, let us three make a blood oath!” Ren Changhai grinned. He was afraid Lu Zhuo would go back on his back later after he lost, refusing to take out the Barbarian God Sect’s treasury. However, if a blood oath was made, he couldn't renege on his promise even if he wanted to.

Blood oath! Lu Zhuo’s face tightened.

Before he could do anything, both Ren Changhai and Zhu Huan had begun the blood oath ritual following the ancient method, forcing out a drop of their own blood essence and drawing a mysterious symbol with it as ink.

“Brother Lu Zhuo, your turn!” Zhu Huan urged.