The goofy junior sister is the most eccentric person in the entire cultivation world.

Challenge? Of course, I won't challenge myself!

It's already afternoon, so we need to get down to business and extract everyone's spirit stones.

The preparations are complete; all that's left is to enjoy the feast.

However, the only regret is that the final ending was ruined by Chen Tianba's palm strike.

If Chen Tianba had arrived a little later, it would have been perfect.

Shen Rugo is a perfectionist.

But overall, it doesn't affect the big picture.

"Elder Zhou, I will not challenge these two junior sisters and brothers!"

Shen Rugo shook her head.

"Alright, all the challenges are over, now it's time for..." Elder Zhou said casually.

But suddenly, he shut his mouth.

What happens next seems to have nothing to do with him, the referee of the ring, right?

Just then, a discordant voice rang out: "Hey, Shen Rugo, it seems you need to return the four thousand mid-grade spirit stones I just gave you!"

At the sound, everyone turned to look.

It was none other than Zhang Shiduo's father, Zhang Zhihao.

He had spent a total of 580,000 low-grade spirit stones, hoping that Zhao Dayou could earn some of it back in this final match. However, Chen Tianba intervened, and Zhao Dayou's challenge was postponed to tomorrow.

But he had already bet four thousand mid-grade spirit stones on Shen Ruge.

We must get it back first, lest she try to cheat us out of it.

"Uncle Zhang, my match with Zhao Dayou isn't over yet. We'll continue tomorrow. It's too much trouble for you to keep taking this back and forth. Just leave it with me for now."

Shen Rugo smiled.

"But……"

"But what?"

Uncle Zhang, you're not telling me that all your family's spirit stones are here, and you're even out of spirit stones to bet on, so you're eyeing these four thousand mid-grade spirit stones?

Shen Rugo interrupted Zhang Zhihao, blinked her big eyes, and asked with a sympathetic look.

“Our Zhang family has plenty of spirit stones, how could I not have any? I just… I just…”

Zhang Zhihao blushed.

He repeatedly emphasized that the Zhang family had plenty of spiritual stones, and had been putting on a brave face since the beginning, but he couldn't afford to falter at the last minute.

"But what? Uncle Zhang, you don't mean to deny the four thousand mid-grade spirit stones, do you?"

"Yes or no!"

"Uncle Zhang, you're overthinking it. There are hundreds of thousands of people watching here. How could I possibly deny it? It's just a mere four thousand mid-grade spirit stones."

Besides, I have a huge pile of spirit stones here, totaling 580,000 low-grade spirit stones. Why would I care about those 4,000 mid-grade spirit stones and try to renege on your debt?

Uncle Zhang, you really underestimate me!

Shen Rugo pointed to the pile of spirit stones that looked like a small mountain and said with great dissatisfaction.

Everyone burst into laughter upon seeing this.

Zhang Zhihao was completely fooled by Shen Rugo.

Five hundred and eighty thousand low-grade spirit stones, all won from Zhang Zhihao, Shen Rugo's words are too cruel.

"I, that's not what I meant!"

Zhang Zhihao's face grew increasingly grim, and he glared fiercely at the pile of spirit stones.

Those all belong to him.

"Uncle Zhang, what are you still worried about?"

Shen Rugo blinked again.

"I, of course I'm not worried. Forget I said anything, forget I said anything."

He now understands that if he continues, he will only embarrass himself.

With so many people watching, he could even feel dangerous gazes sweeping over him, seemingly dissatisfied with him and feeling that he was wasting everyone's time.

"Uncle Zhang is indeed generous; I like him."

Shen Rugo gave Zhang Zhihao a thumbs up again.

Zhang Zhihao felt an urge to vomit blood.

"A mere four thousand spirit stones, yet you keep babbling on and on."

Suddenly a cold voice rang out, and then a figure landed on the arena, standing right next to the bags of spirit stones.

"Head!"

Elder Zhou hurriedly bowed.

Immediately, everyone fell silent.

Zhang Zhihao blushed and hurriedly lowered his head in fear, not daring to offend the Starry Sky Sect Leader.

"Is this the sect leader of the Star Palace? That old guy whom Uncle Qinghe always called a brat?"

"However, why didn't he land in the center of the arena, but instead landed next to my spirit stone bag? Did he want to steal my spirit stones?"

Shen Rugo secretly sized up Xingchen Daoist, her eyes full of vigilance.

Qinghe Daoist had mentioned Xingchen Daoist to her before, saying he was a poor bastard who was greedy for money.

What's with that look on your face, like you're guarding against a thief?

Xingchen Daoist naturally saw Shen Rugo's gaze, coughed sharply, and said authoritatively:

"Elder Zhou, your mission is complete. You may leave now!"

However, he intentionally or unintentionally stepped on a bag of spirit stones to feel the hardness of the spirit stones inside.

"That old guy was definitely up to no good; he wanted to steal my spirit stones."

Shen Rugo became even more vigilant.

However, she quickly frowned deeply. She wondered how she would put all these spirit stones in without a storage bag or space ring.

He couldn't help but look around.

The person she can trust the most right now is her fourth senior brother, Chen Tianba, who dotes on her and is also very wealthy.

Just then, the Starry Sky Daoist put his left hand on his hip and waved his right hand, looking like he could swallow mountains and rivers. He then coughed twice, his voice loud and clear, like rolling thunder.

The hundreds of thousands of people who had been agitated fell silent and stared at the Star Daoist.

The most crucial moment has finally arrived, and everyone is watching the Star Daoist.

After coughing, and once everyone's attention was focused on him, Xingchen Daoren began his long and eloquent speech:

"Esteemed sect leaders and fellow Daoists, on behalf of everyone in the Star Palace, I would like to express my gratitude to you all for traveling from afar to our Star Palace and participating in this event. I and all the people of the Star Palace are deeply honored."

The new disciples' March competition is almost over, and I know everyone is really looking forward to the final betting game.

Now, it will be the moment for us all to witness a miracle. This will be the first time in the history of the cultivation world of Tianyuan Continent that such a meaningful event has been organized. It will surely make everyone feel involved and everyone feel excited...

The Star Daoist was highly skilled, and his voice was loud and clear, with every word clearly reaching everyone's ears.

At this moment, he was no longer a cultivator seeking immortality, but a eloquent and charismatic speaker and a master of success.

Every word and phrase resonated deeply with everyone, stirring their passion and excitement.

While everyone was filled with excitement, they were also amazed by the Star Daoist's eloquence.

Not to mention others, even the elders and disciples of the Star Palace were stunned by the Star Daoist's soul-stirring words. They stared in disbelief at the old Daoist on the stage, who was completely absorbed in his speech.

"Is this really our sect leader?"

"He's surprisingly eloquent?"

Even Shen Rugo, who was standing warily beside Xingchen Daoren, did not expect that the speech she had Qinghe Daoren pass on to Xingchen Daoren would be performed so well by Xingchen Daoren, who had mastered it and surpassed his teacher.

It's clear that Master Xingchen has put in a lot of effort for this speech.

He even followed her instructions, finding a spacious, empty hall where he practiced repeatedly in front of a large mirror, fully showcasing the charm of his speech.

After about fifteen minutes, Master Xingchen finally finished his speech.

The moment he finished, thunderous applause and cheers erupted in the square. "Sect Leader Xingchen, you've said it perfectly! We fully support you and will bet our all to make this game even more exciting!"