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

Yuanpai?

That represents the supreme prestige of Emperor Xuanxiao. Possessing it means that you can exchange it for the precious Wanbaoshan Origin Liquid in any of the three thousand counties in the vast land.

The wealth contained in this thousand catties of Origin Liquid, if placed in ordinary circumstances, would be equivalent to the total value that some minor sects' Nascent Soul Ancestors could raise by selling all their commonly used magic treasures and all their other possessions.

However, Chen Xuan appeared extremely calm. He took it out as if it were nothing more than an insignificant thing, and tossed it lightly towards the puppet referee without hesitation.

This sudden scene stunned the veteran disciples watching the battle, causing them to widen their eyes in astonishment and instantly sparking a clamor among the crowd.

"It's a pity that the betting rules of the Dao Proving Hall limit the maximum bet to a hundred catties of Origin Liquid per round. Otherwise, I would really like to bet a thousand catties and have a good fight with you." Chen Xuan slightly raised the corners of his mouth, a faint yet unfathomable smile on his face. He looked leisurely at Haoyue, whose face had turned ashen, and said unhurriedly, "In that case, we can only compete slowly in one arena at a time."

"Hmph. Then I, your senior brother, will respectfully accept your challenge and feel unworthy to receive this bet." Haoyue replied, forcing himself to remain calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

Faced with Chen Xuan's effortless handling of the thousand-pound Origin Token, he felt as if his cheeks were being scorched by a raging fire.

It should be noted that, in comparison, even if Haoyue were to exchange all his assets for source liquid, it would only be worth two or three hundred catties, and he simply could not produce source tokens in the thousands of catties.

At this moment, he could only bite the bullet and pretend to be calm and composed. He casually tossed a jade bottle containing a hundred catties of Origin Liquid to the referee and said defiantly.

"Both sides place their bets, each receiving one hundred jin of Origin Liquid!"

The puppet referee accepted the prize for the debate and announced it.

"Each of you choose a puppet to debate with!"

Then, Chen Xuan and Hao Yue, like two streaks of light, rushed towards the side hall, where they were about to select the key aid for this Dao debate battle—the Dao debate puppet.

As the two left, the Hall of Proof of the Dao was like a calm lake that had been struck by a boulder, instantly causing quite a stir.

"Junior Brother Haoyue has really struck gold this time. He already gained a hundred catties of Origin Liquid by defeating Junior Brother Kaixuan this morning. I didn't expect him to pull off even more amazing feats in his match against Junior Brother Chen Xuan this afternoon, even revealing a thousand catties of Origin Tokens." A third-generation female disciple said with envy.

"Yes, judging from the tense atmosphere between these two, this match is bound to be a fierce battle with no clear winner. Neither of them will easily admit defeat," another disciple chimed in, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"A single sparring session yields a hundred catties of Origin Liquid, which is equivalent to a year's worth of cultivation resources accumulated by our sect. If I had known there was such an opportunity, I would have gone to try my luck earlier." A slightly older disciple shook his head and sighed, his words full of regret.

"You can't say that. Since Junior Brother Chen Xuan dared to take out the Thousand-Jin Origin Token, he must have considerable confidence in his own strength. The outcome of this battle is still uncertain, so we must not jump to conclusions," a more rational disciple advised.

“Yes, Junior Brother Haoyue is ranked quite high among our third-generation disciples, and his strength should not be underestimated. As for Junior Brother Chen Xuan, he has only been a disciple for less than a month. I really don’t know what gives him his confidence.” A disciple said with a frown and a face full of doubt.