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Stop!

Damn it, not only did we lose, but we were also looked down upon.

He gently covered his forehead, and the bleeding stopped immediately.

The wound on his forehead could disappear easily, but the strange looks from others could not.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a secret resentment towards Ran Deng.

It was all because of this heretic's instigation that he lost face on Jin'ao Island.

"I will take on the next battle!"

Randeng sensed the resentment of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect and knew that he could not rely on them.

These disciples of the Chan Sect shielded Yuanshi Tianzun from calamity, suffering greatly because their cultivation was far inferior to that of the Jie Sect, and they couldn't provoke the anger of the Jie Sect disciples at all.

Now he has to do it himself.

Although he was not a direct descendant of the three religions, he was once a guest in Zixiao Palace, possessed astonishing cultivation, and was appointed as the deputy leader by Yuanshi Tianzun.

At this moment, his words immediately silenced the entire Jie Sect.

The man who burns the lamp is renowned throughout the three realms; he is not someone that ordinary people can withstand.

"I will take on this battle!"

Just as the disciples of the Jie Sect were hesitating, a clear voice rang out, and the next moment, a gentle fairy descended.

"Greetings, Senior Sister Yunxiao!"

The disciples of the Jie Sect were overjoyed, looking up at the clouds and cheering.

Although Yunxiao was previously outside the authority of the Jie Sect, his cultivation was unfathomable, a fact acknowledged by all the immortals of the Jie Sect.

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Chapter 789 Defeating Ran Deng, Seizing the Qiankun Ruler (2/5, Please Subscribe)

"So it's Fellow Daoist Yunxiao!"

Ran Deng's eyes narrowed, and he became serious.

Although Yunxiao was not as flamboyant as other members of the Jie Sect, he did not cause trouble everywhere as soon as he had the ability.

However, she is a veteran Quasi-Saint, and her strength should not be underestimated. She has long been listed as someone who should not be provoked by various sects.

But now that he's said he wants to spar, it would be a bit embarrassing to back down.

Moreover, as a veteran powerhouse, Randeng also had some pride, believing himself to be no weaker than Yunxiao.

"Since Fellow Daoist Yunxiao is willing to offer his guidance, then this humble Daoist will naturally oblige." Randeng looked at Yunxiao, his aura changing as he prepared for battle.

Yunxiao landed: "Fellow Daoist, please wait. Simply exchanging blows is rather boring. How about we place a bet?"

Ran Deng frowned: "The prize? What does Fellow Daoist Yunxiao want to bet on?"

"The Primordial Golden Cauldron!" Yunxiao "007" had a thought, and the Primordial Golden Cauldron, which had mostly concealed its aura, was fixed above his head. "Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, how about using your Measuring Ruler as a wager?"

"The Measuring Ruler of the Sky!"

Ran Deng felt a sudden tightness in his chest.

The Measuring Ruler, also known as the Universe Ruler, is a superior innate spiritual treasure born from the merits of creation and the primordial energy. It is a treasure that can kill without incurring karmic consequences.

This treasure is quite powerful, and it is also a supreme treasure related to Dipankara's attainment of enlightenment.

Upon hearing this, he hesitated.

Wu Yunxian laughed heartily: "Vice Sect Leader Randeng, you're not afraid of losing, are you? You should know that our Senior Sister Yunxiao used the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron to wager. You're not at a disadvantage with the Measuring Ruler."

"That's right. Who would have thought that the Chan Sect, who came with such a fierce momentum, would turn out to be such cowards?"

"Tch, what a disgrace!"

Although the disciples who remained on Jin'ao Island were elites of the Jie Sect and practitioners of pure cultivation.

However, spending too much time with those hot-tempered fellow disciples inevitably leads to foul mouths. This sarcastic remark immediately enraged the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

Even with a lamp lit, some people couldn't sit still.

"Hmph, let's gamble then. This humble Taoist priest may not necessarily lose!"

Ran Deng snorted coldly, "I wonder how Fairy Yunxiao intends to wager? Will it be a direct martial arts duel, or some other method of competition?"

“We are both cultivators, so of course it’s a martial arts duel,” Yunxiao laughed. “Let each use their own supernatural abilities, and no matter the means, there’s no room for complaint if you lose.”

"Good." Ran Deng laughed loudly, "What Fairy Yunxiao said is exactly what I wanted to say."

He was somewhat afraid of other things.

When it comes to magical prowess, Randeng is quite arrogant.

In this respect, he is at least among the top in the world. Although Yunxiao is strong, no one can compare to him. Who knows who is stronger or weaker?

With a wave of their hands, the forces of the Chan and Jie sects flew far away.

The scene was deserted, with only the clouds and the lamp facing each other.

Both of them exuded the aura of a Quasi-Saint at the peak of his power, their auras connecting with heaven and earth, pushing their strength to its limit.

The sacred laws of Jin'ao Island manifested, encircling the two and neutralizing the aftershocks of their battle.

"Go!"

Suddenly, the Measuring Ruler, activated to its maximum, flew out and crashed into the clouds.

Yunxiao was waiting, and upon seeing this, he covered the area with the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron and immediately put away the Measuring Ruler.

Randeng was shocked, never expecting that his superior-grade innate merit treasure would be taken away by the other party without any resistance.

This just doesn't make sense.

Even if the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron is powerful, it is not yet among the innate supreme treasures. How could it have such power?

Little did he know that although Yunxiao's strength was currently suppressed to the peak of Quasi-Saint level, he still possessed the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm, and his combat skills were naturally far superior to those of a Quasi-Saint.

Furthermore, the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, which contains a vast world within it and is Yunxiao's treasure for proving his Dao, is far more powerful than ordinary innate treasures.

It's fair to say that Yunxiao hitting Ran Deng is like an adult hitting a child.

However, the lamp-lighter was unaware of the details and did not understand the situation.

Just then, Yunxiao moved and arrived in front of Randeng, and the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron once again enveloped Randeng.

Ran Deng was startled when a bright lamp appeared above his head—the innate spiritual treasure, the Coffin Lamp.

This spiritual treasure is the natal spiritual treasure of Randeng. Although its power is not as great as the Measuring Ruler, it is perfectly compatible with him. As soon as it appeared, he activated it to its fullest potential.

The lamp wick shone brightly, radiating a peaceful aura that warded off evil.

Ran Deng raised his hand and struck at the Hunyuan Golden Bucket.

Yunxiao shook his head and chuckled. With a gentle strike, the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron shattered the flames of the coffin lamp and fell without pausing.

As for Ran Deng's counterattack, before he even touched the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, he felt his vision darken and he found himself in a dimly lit place, completely disoriented, unable to extend his divine soul even slightly, unable to detect anything of any use.

"Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, it seems you have lost!"

Yunxiao's voice rang out.

Ran Deng remained silent for a few moments before sighing and saying, "It is I who have lost."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes lit up, and he reappeared on Jin'ao Island.

Yunxiao stood opposite, smiling broadly.

"This is a spiritual treasure of yours, fellow Daoist. Let's return it to you." With a thought, Yunxiao took out the sealed coffin lamp and returned it.

Ran Deng accepted the lamp, feeling heartbroken.

Previously, this magical treasure shone brightly and possessed great power, but now its spiritual light is dim, clearly indicating that it was damaged in the battle just now.

As for the measuring rod, although he also wanted to renege on his debt and get it back, he was powerless to do so.

Yunxiao is too strong.

Even if he were not on Jin'ao Island, but somewhere else, no matter how hard he tried to use his supernatural powers, the outcome would not change.

Fortunately, they came under the guise of sparring, which is why they survived.

If they were to meet in the wild and confront each other, even the Twelve Golden Immortals and himself would probably not be enough for Yunxiao to kill alone.

"Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, would you like to continue the contest?" Yunxiao asked with a smile. "I think that coffin lamp is quite nice. I'll wager the Heavenly Measuring Ruler on you, how about it? If I win, I'll return the Heavenly Measuring Ruler to you! You can decide the method of the wager!"

Upon hearing this, Ran Deng was utterly speechless.

What are you up to, Yunxiao? How could I not know?

If we keep gambling, we might not even have a single piece of clothing left when we leave the island.

1.0 This world is a world of cultivators. Quasi-saints, once they master one path, can master all other methods.

How can one defeat a perfect Quasi-Saint through other methods of gambling?

That's just a joke.