One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

"Third Brother, Fourth Brother, is there anything else? If not, I'm going to relax a bit."

Upon hearing Jiang Bailan's words, Xu San, who had always been sworn enemies of gambling, prostitution, and drugs, turned pale. Before he could say anything, Xu Si had already wrapped his arms around Jiang Bailan's neck.

"Xiao Jiang, what's the rush? It's still early. Let's stroll around some more."

"Fine!"

After glancing at the sky, Jiang Bailan did not refuse.

After leaving the Bingzi arena, Xu San and Xu Si introduced the impressive contestants of this Luotian Grand Ceremony to everyone along the way, and of course, they also gave Zhang Chulan a brief introduction.

Jiang Bailan and Feng Baobao are both highly skilled players who can easily crush anything, so they naturally don't need to. Moreover, in this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, the two of them are just going through the motions; the real protagonist is Zhang Chulan.

Ugh!

After listening to Xu Si's introduction, Zhang Chulan sighed deeply and said, "One Zhang Lingyu is enough for me to handle, and now there are so many more people. Is it really that difficult to participate in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony?"

Xiao Xiao (Yi Mo She), Bai Shixue (Jin Li), Lu Linglong (Bing Qing Tu)...

Each of them is a formidable opponent among the younger generation, and according to Xu Si, every encounter with them would be a tough battle.

"That's discouraging. These are just the ones we've seen. There are many more we haven't seen. But don't forget why these two came here."

Xu Si pointed to Feng Baobao, who was diligently taking notes with her head down, and Jiang Bailan, who was looking up at the sky and doing nothing.

After glancing at the two, Zhang Chulan felt a bitter taste in his mouth. Their strength was undeniable, but neither of them seemed very reliable.

She's a hard worker, but she's incredibly clever—so clever that even her own people want to give her a good slap.

A lazy worker who is always thinking about slacking off and doing nothing, and no one can control him. If you say a few words to him, he might get hit with two lasers.

Upon discovering Zhang Chulan secretly watching her, Jiang Bailan immediately unleashed a death warning with her Lingzhen.

Whatever Feng Guan and Zhang Chulan are up to, it's bound to be bad news when it comes to him.

Got it!

If you can't afford to offend me, can you still afford to hide?

Zhang Chulan quietly moved to the side next to Feng Baobao, who was writing and drawing and taking notes seriously. He didn't know what to do, but when he did, he immediately exclaimed, "Living Yama!"

I saw a map of Longhu Mountain drawn on the other person's notebook. It had mountains, water, bridges, and many circles of different sizes, with names written inside some of the circles.

"Sister Bao'er... what's this?"

"I've prepared a burial site; see if it's enough." As she spoke, Feng Baobao handed over her notebook.

"Haha..." Zhang Chulan looked at the number of circles on the notebook, and a few beads of cold sweat involuntarily dripped down his face. He asked awkwardly, "Sister Bao'er, how many people are you planning to bury on Longhu Mountain?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Baobao paused her writing, thought for a moment, and said with clear eyes, "Bury them all."

Ha ha!

Zhang Chulan smiled awkwardly, then seemed to notice something different, pointing to a large circle on the edge of the notebook and asking, "Sister Bao'er, all the other circles are so small, why is this one so big?"

Then he heard an astonishing answer.

Feng Baobao then rested her chin on her pen and earnestly explained, "I still need to help Jiang Bailan deal with his opponents. If there isn't enough time, we'll bury them all in one pit."

"Sister Bao'er, you're so dedicated!"

Zhang Chulan's mouth was practically twitching out of control; he could only pray that everyone at Longhu Mountain would have good luck.

As they walked, they saw two figures arguing in the distance.

"Put all your bets on Linglong!" A chubby man wearing a pink plaid shirt over a black T-shirt and glasses shouted passionately.

"Come on, you fatso, you have so much money you don't know what to do with it, huh? You're going to lose if you bet on that little girl!" Opposite the fat man was a girl with a purple ponytail and an orange polo shirt.

"What did you say!"

"What, you're not convinced?"

Their eyes flashed, and they glared at each other angrily.

“What are you doing!”

As Zhang Chulan spoke, the two stopped arguing and turned their gazes toward them. Jiang Bailan had already recognized the two guys while they were talking.

The man is the intelligence broker Canglong, and the woman is Bai Shixue, whom Xu San just mentioned.

"Zhang Chulan, wanna play a round?"

Upon hearing the purple-haired girl's question, Zhang Chulan asked in confusion, "You are...?"

"Bai Shixue, are you interested in playing around? This is a website that Fatty uses to collect information on people with supernatural abilities. I've set up a betting pool for this conference on it."

Bai Shixue picked up the tablet in her hand and shook it. She could vaguely see many tables on it, as well as the names of the participants and the odds.

Zhang Chulan really wanted to try his luck, but unfortunately he was dirt poor, the kind of person even a dog would shake its head at and then turn around and give him a bone.

It's just something I can only dream about now.

But Jiang Bailan was different. When he heard the odds, he felt like he was picking up money. Who knew the outcome of the Luo Tian Grand Tournament better than him?

If you don't pick up money when it's there, may you be struck by lightning!

Jiang Bailan walked up in two strides and looked at Bai Shixue, asking, "Is your betting platform legitimate?"

This question completely baffled Bai Shixue.

How would I know if this betting platform is legitimate or not?

Seeing that the other party didn't understand, Jiang Bailan changed her words: "You're not going to run away at the last minute, are you!"

Since it concerned his money, Jiang Bailan had to be cautious.

This time, Bai Shixue understood and quickly nodded, assuring him, "A century-old, reputable betting platform, it will absolutely not run away. Want to play a couple of rounds?"

"Let me see the odds."

Upon hearing what the other party said, Bai Shixue handed over the tablet in her hand. Zhang Chulan also came over to take a look and found that his odds were frighteningly high, while Jiang Bailan's odds were not even 1 to 1.

"Why are Brother Lan's odds so low?" Zhang Chulan asked curiously.

Before Bai Shixue could speak, Canglong behind her began to explain, saying, "It's because this guy killed Zhuge Qing in the first match that everyone now thinks he's a special envoy sent by the company to retrieve the Tongtian Talisman, so naturally the odds aren't high."

Recycling the Tongtianlu (a type of talisman)?

special envoy?

Jiang Bailan said that this generation of netizens is really making wild guesses, and that she is just an ordinary person.

Ignoring these minor details, he continued, "Can you bet any amount?"

Hearing the other party's arrogant tone, as if they were going all in, Bai Shixue quickly replied, "It's a small betting market, we can't afford to go all in. Each person can only bet a maximum of 5."

Jiang Bailan nodded in understanding and immediately took out 5 to bet on Zhang Chulan to win.

Seeing that Jiang Bailan had put him down, Zhang Chulan seemed to have made up his mind and said through gritted teeth, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon."

A moment later, Zhang Chulan somehow obtained 5 yuan and bet it all on himself.

At the same time, a voice came from afar, reminding the winners of each group to gather and draw their opponents for the next match.