System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

Upon hearing this, all the cultivators present, whether they had bet on the bull to win and were secretly shedding tears, or bet on Chen Xuan to win and were secretly happy and shedding tears, were stunned and all turned their gazes to Chen Xuan.

"What do you mean?!" Young Master Yu Lou lowered his head, staring coldly at Chen Xuan, and roared, "You're nothing but a nobody, a lowly rogue cultivator who can't even be considered respectable. Are you trying to provoke me?!"

Qing Tianyulou's furious words instantly created a tense atmosphere in the arena. It's important to understand that a significant portion of the cultivators present were independent cultivators, and his words undoubtedly offended this entire group.

"Heh, I was just asking if there's any follow-up to this fight?" Chen Xuan was completely unconcerned about Qing Tian Yu Lou's bullying tactics, and his face still wore a smile.

What kind of personality does Chen Xuan have?

With a clear mind, logical thinking, and the ability to analyze situations and interpersonal relationships.

Take Qing Tian Yu Lou for example. If Chen Xuan didn't know this person's background, he might have chosen to remain silent.

But after learning about his reliance from Xiao Lou, Chen Xuan felt no fear whatsoever.

Young Master Yulou's father commands the Qingtian Clan's private army, which seems to have the power to rival the Qingtian Marquis, but it is merely a behind-the-scenes force, hardly worthy of serious consideration. Moreover, this private army must act with extreme caution, lest it be discovered by the higher-ups of the Immortal Slaying Hall. His father is only the acting commander; the real power to mobilize the private army lies with the old monsters within the Qingtian Clan.

"What? Do you think you can suppress others with your power just because you lack strength?" Chen Xuan ignored the gloomy and ugly face of Young Master Yu Lou and his eyes that seemed to devour people, and continued, "Unfortunately, this is Wanbao Mountain. Here, the competition is based on strength, not background."

Upon hearing Chen Xuan's words, Young Master Yu Lou's murderous intent noticeably subsided somewhat. However, at this moment, he felt as if he had a mouthful of stagnant blood stuck in his throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it down, causing him extreme discomfort.

Just then, several of Young Master Yulou's friends arrived from the other private rooms. Seeing Chen Xuan's assertive manner, Xuan Ming frowned slightly and looked at Young Master Yulou, saying, "If you don't have enough spiritual liquid, I have three hundred catties here."

“Yes, Yulou, we can also gather four hundred catties here.”

"But if he killed that bull so easily, can you find any retainers who can defeat him?"

The commotion here was quite significant, while the Cangyunling disciples on the first floor below the stage were wiping away tears of gratitude while whispering among themselves.

"Junior brothers and sisters, did you hear that?" Ziyu couldn't help but smile as he transmitted his voice, "If Young Master Yulou doesn't continue the fight, that's fine. But if he does, let's exchange all our personal magic treasures for spirit liquid and bet everything on Chen Xuan to win!"

"Hehehe, Senior Brother is really brilliant! This time our wealth might increase tenfold!" Hei Song, Zi Yun, and the others trembled slightly with excitement.

"As expected of Senior Chen Xuan. It's already an incredible stroke of luck to meet him once. I never thought we'd meet again after three years and be able to benefit from his presence."

In stark contrast to the excited and expectant atmosphere among the Cangyun Ridge disciples, the cultivators around who had staked everything on the wild bull were struck dumb, their heads hanging low, and sighs echoing throughout the scene.

"Boy, since you're so eager to die, then Qingtian Yulou will grant your wish!"

After a few breaths, Young Master Yulou, with a solemn expression, lowered his head and shouted at Chen Xuan, "Eight hundred and eighty catties of spiritual liquid!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Young Master Yulou waved his arm, and a large number of Source Tokens rained down, heading towards the direction of the alluring fox-clan man.