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"Uh, this old mister, if there's nothing else."

"We're about to begin."

Chonglou was a bit speechless for this hempen-clothed old man.

Why do you want to join in on this gambling match?

Moreover, this competition seemed to be getting a bit out of hand.

"You guys can compare to each other. Don't worry about us."

Although the hempen-clothed old man had said this, how could Chonglou dare to ignore them?

This hemp garment old man was obviously a high level alchemist of the Alchemist Guild.

Who cares about them?

"Others, come and place your bet."

"Old Ji, no matter what, your disciple had to pay ten million to have a duel with someone, right?"

The hempen-clothed old man laughed as he spoke.

"I refuse to believe that my disciple will lose."

"Ten million. Give me ten million. My disciple wins the bet."

"Old Zhong, don't even lose your pants later on."

"When that time comes, even if I don't have money, I will still have to settle the wager even if I sell that Grade 5 medicinal pill of yours."

Old Man Ji snorted coldly.

"10 million gold, is it a lot?"

"Just 10 million is enough to lose my pants? "Tch!"

The hempen-clothed old man said with disdain.

The Pharmacist was a rich bunch, so she didn't mind the gambling stake.

For them, this chance to gamble was a bit fun.

"Old He, what did you say?"

The old man then turned to look at He Yao Sheng.

"Since Old Ji is pressuring his disciple, then I'll do the same to that kid, Chonglou."

"I'm not as rich as Old Ji."

"Five million, meaning it. Let's have fun with everyone."

He Yao Sheng took out a stack of gold notes from his storage bag and tossed it to the old man.

The hempen-clothed old man nodded his head and took out a pen and paper to mark the place down.

The two alchemists took the lead.

In next to no time, the other alchemists started to place their bets.

However, there were some people who didn't understand the strength of the tower, so they were prepared to take a look first.

"I'll say it first."

"The battle between the two little fellows will last for twelve hours."

"I only place bets on it for six hours. After those six hours, it will begin to be sealed."

"Victory." It was up to the two of them to decide how much to refine the Iron Lingzhi.

"If you want to bet, then hurry up and bet."

The hempen-clothed old man shouted loudly.

"Huh?"

"You guys are so lively?"

"Old Zhong, you old gambler, you started gambling again!"

The president and vice president of Yan Wu City's Alchemist Guild were also startled. The two of them brought another group of alchemists over.

The alchemy room became even more lively.

"Guild leader, come, come. Let's bet."

The hempen-clothed old man was very skilled in business and directly waved at the two guild leaders who had rushed over.

After the other alchemist masters understood the situation, they started to place their bets.

"Old Ji, no matter what, your disciple is going up on stage personally. Do you think you have the nerve to bet 10 million?"

"I'll pay twenty million."

"20 million?" Old customer, aren't you afraid that you'll lose all of your savings? "

"All of you go down first. I'll take a look."

An alchemist said to the other two.

"Old Zhong, can I only bet gold?"

"Why don't we have something else?"

"Old Zhong, do you dare to make these five rank 4 medicinal pellets?"

Another alchemist master said.

"The fearless will not come!"

"Just mind it."

"That's what I'll tell you."

"No matter what it is, I'm not going to reject it. At worst, I can just take out my grade-5 pill and auction it off!"

"This villa is as steady as a gold mountain!"

The old gambler patted his chest.

The medicine concocting room had suddenly become a gambling den.

Chonglou was a bit dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

Zhao Wuji, Zhao Wushang and the others were all a bit stunned.

As for Qianxue and Shangguan Bing'er, they were a little worried about the tower.

"Little girls, aren't you two coming to bet?"

"Seeing how worried the two of you are, it should be that brat's little lover, right?"

The hempen-clothed old man laughed and said.

Although his words caused the two girls' pretty faces to flush, the two girls were actually tricked into betting by this old gambler.

"Thirteen million."

"I'm suppressing the tower!"

Qianxue had unreservedly believed in the Heavy Tower and had bet all thirteen million gold on it.

"I'm also betting on the Heavy Tower. I have 5 million gold here, and five Grade Four Medicinal Pills."

Shangguan Bing'er hesitated a little, but seeing that Qianxue trusted the tower so much, she also suppressed the tower.

"You two little girls, I really believe in your little lovers."

The old gambler laughed.

As far as he was concerned, the more people betting on him, the better. He didn't care who bet on who.

The stakes were about the same.

The gambling match between the Heavy Tower and Zhao Wushang had also officially begun.