Both Qianling and Qianniao were deeply worried for Gu Qingfeng.
After all, the people across from them were the Jinwu Li Clan.
Not only were they the Jinwu Li Clan’s elites, Li Tianhua and Li Jingya, but even the Jinwu Li Clan’s senior, Jin Lie, was present.
Earlier, when Little Drunkard had clashed with Li Fengyan at the gambling table, Li Fengyan had lost tens of millions, while Little Drunkard had won 1.8 billion. This alone had already made the Jinwu Li Clan resentful.
Then, Little Drunkard’s Nine-Headed Firecloud Crimsonflame Tiger Grand Carriage had charged straight into Senior Jin Lie.
And now, Little Drunkard was further provoking Jin Lie with reckless disregard for his life.
How could the Jinwu Li Clan possibly let him off easily?
Sure enough.
Just as they were worrying, radiant light erupted wildly around Li Jingya of the Jinwu Li Clan.
“You country bumpkin!
You’re courting death!”
Whoosh!
Li Jingya leapt into the air, intent on teaching Gu Qingfeng a lesson. Qianling behind her, quick-eyed and swift-handed, was about to move to intercept Li Jingya, but someone beat her to it. It wasn’t Xuanyun, but Gu Qingfeng.
As Li Jingya leapt up, Gu Qingfeng casually flicked his hand, tossing out a talisman. The talisman instantly transformed into a streak of purple-gold lightning that cracked down, striking Li Jingya squarely.
Boom!
Li Jingya was struck down, crashing to the ground. Her hair stood on end, her face was smeared with dirt, and she looked utterly disheveled!
“How dare you injure my little sister! I won’t spare you today!”
Seeing Li Jingya injured by the talisman’s lightning, Li Tianhua immediately flew into a rage and was about to strike. Jin Lie stopped him at once!
“What’s this? Looking for a fight?”
Gu Qingfeng idly toyed with two Earthly Fiend Mystic Spheres in one hand, while the fan in his other hand had vanished, replaced by a stack of Immortal Spirit Talismans. These talismans were known as Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder Talismans, and their power was immense—at the very least, even a Grand Luo Golden Immortal wouldn’t dare take a direct hit. Precisely because of their great power, their price was also high, with a market value of a million apiece.
Usually, when venturing out, most people would prepare a few spirit talismans, just in case.
Because spirit talismans didn’t require tempering, they were extremely convenient to use, and their power was great, allowing for surprise attacks.
The only drawback was that these things were simply too expensive.
Many would rather spend Immortal Stones tempering Immortal Weapons and treasures than purchase spirit talismans. Tempering Immortal Weapons and treasures allowed one to unleash divine abilities and sword arts at any time, whereas spirit talismans, though they required no tempering, were gone after a single use—they were completely disposable consumables.
The Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder Talisman was an Immortal Spirit Talisman of extraordinarily formidable power.
Ordinary people simply couldn’t afford to use them. Forget ordinary people, even the moderately wealthy and noble Xiao Ya Immortals couldn’t afford them.
After all, each one was worth a million. Using one meant spending a million—who could afford that?
However.
Gu Qingfeng could afford it.
Everyone could see clearly that what he held in his hand wasn’t just one or two Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder Talismans, but a stack—yes!
A stack!
At the very least, several dozen.
It was precisely because he saw Gu Qingfeng holding several dozen Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder Talismans that Jin Lie stopped Li Tianhua and the others at all costs.
He could block one Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder, or two, three, five, or even more. But facing several dozen Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder Talismans? Even though he had cultivated as a Grand Luo Golden Immortal for ten thousand years, he absolutely could not withstand that.
However, that wasn’t what made him most wary. What truly made him wary were the two Earthly Fiend Mystic Spheres in Gu Qingfeng’s hand. These things were worth ten million apiece; they weren’t just for idle play. They were Earthly Fiend Thunder of terrifyingly dreadful power. Forget being hit directly—even if they smashed into the ground, everyone present aside from Grand Luo Golden Immortals would likely be blown apart, missing limbs.
“What’s this? Do you think this lord has no cultivation, so I’m easy to bully?”
Gu Qingfeng toyed with two Earthly Fiend Mystic Spheres in one hand, held a stack of several dozen Purple-Gold Heavenly Thunder Talismans in the other, and had a white jade pipe clenched between his teeth. He exhaled a wisp of spirit smoke and said with a teasing smile, “This lord may have no cultivation, but he’s got money to burn!
Everyone stand still, don’t move! This lord’s money wasn’t earned through hard work—it was won. So, I won’t feel the slightest bit of heartache when I start throwing it around. If you don’t believe me, just try me. I’ll use what’s in my hands to smash you all until you question your very existence.”
“Good!
Very good!
Excellent!”
Jin Lie took a deep breath, as if suppressing the fury in his heart. He stared at Gu Qingfeng and said in a low voice, “Junior, let me tell you this today—this matter is not over. It will never be over. We will meet again. The next time we meet, I hope you’ll have luck as good as today’s.”
With that, Jin Lie waved his hand grandly and led the Jinwu Li Clan members away.
Originally, Gu Qingfeng’s single win of 1.8 billion should have been a cause for celebration and joyous cheering for the people of the Xiao Luo Secret Realm. Yet, after the Jinwu Li Clan left, the Xiao Luo Secret Realm disciples couldn’t feel happy at all. Not only were they not happy, they even wore worried, troubled expressions.
The Xiao Luo Secret Realm and the Jinwu Li Clan had already formed a significant grudge years ago because of Qianniao’s impulsiveness.
The Jinwu Li Clan’s influence was vast. In recent years, although the Xiao Luo Secret Realm hadn’t been completely unable to move about outside, it wasn’t far from it, and their situation grew worse by the day.
Fortunately.
Young Master Xuanyun had stepped forward and was willing to plead on behalf of the Xiao Luo Secret Realm.
But before they could even rejoice, Little Drunkard had gone and offended the Jinwu Li Clan again.
And the trouble he stirred up was even bigger than the one Qianniao had caused before.
What were they going to do now?
Qianling truly didn’t know what to do.
The other disciples of the Xiao Luo Secret Realm were also sighing in despair.
Only Qianniao remained carefree. After returning to the garden, she chattered endlessly, pestering Gu Qingfeng with questions. Only after she had thoroughly grilled him about how he’d won the 1.8 billion did she finally stop. However, she soon put on her immortal maiden airs again and began lecturing him.
“You little drunkard, you went behind this immortal maiden’s back to gamble, and that’s one thing. But after winning 1.8 billion, you didn’t even hurry to report it to this young lady? I could let all that slide. But how come I heard you tipped a serving maid hundreds of thousands in chips?
And you scattered wealth worth tens of millions?”
“That’s right, I did.”
“Are you stupid?!
Tipping the serving maid hundreds of thousands is one thing, but how could you scatter tens of millions? That’s tens of millions!
This immortal maiden only earns twenty or thirty thousand a year. I couldn’t earn tens of millions in several lifetimes! Why didn’t you save it for me? Have you forgotten who bought you clothes all these years, who bought you wine, who kept you company chatting?
You’re too heartless!”
“Hey, little sister, didn’t I give you a sword and a little critter? Those things are worth far more than tens of millions. If you don’t want them, then give them back to me.”
Hearing this, Qianniao immediately hugged the Blue Moon Sword and the Firecloud Exquisite Bird tightly to her chest, saying disdainfully, “You already gave them to this immortal maiden. A real man keeps his word—how can you take them back?”
Looking at Qianniao’s expression, Gu Qingfeng felt genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart.
“But speaking of which, Little Drunkard, how much did you spend on all these Immortal Weapons and treasures you bought?”
“Over a billion.”
“What?!
Over a billion?”
Qianniao was shocked. “Didn’t you only win 1.8 billion?”
“So, I spent it all.”
“What did you say?”
Qianniao wondered if she’d misheard. She asked again, “You spent all 1.8 billion?”
“Spent it all. Didn’t leave a single coin.”