Chapter 676: A High-Stakes Gamble!

As the faint voice fell, the scene fell into dead silence. Some looked at Yang Tian with amused expressions—wasn't this guy crazy, relying on two backers to challenge Ming Ye?

"Haha, did I hear that right?" A sneer surged on Ming Ye's face. "Can you afford it?"

"You're quite nosy." Shaking his head slightly, Yang Tian flicked his sleeve, and three jade bottles flew onto the stage.

She moved gracefully, her beautiful eyes shining with brilliant light. Now she stared at the two jade bottles, a hint of surprise appearing in her gaze.

Many eyes fell on the jade bottles, but before they could examine them, the two bottles had vanished.

"I'll trade." Amid the stunned looks around, the mysterious woman spoke, and the golden bone appeared before Yang Tian.

"What? What did that guy take out?" Everyone was dumbfounded, desperate to know what treasure Yang Tian had produced.

"How is this possible?" Ming Ye couldn't help stepping back. How could he lose to a country bumpkin?

"Uh, what did you give?" Xuan Yuan Mu also felt something was off and couldn't help asking.

"Two drops of medicinal king's essence." Hearing this, Yang Tian couldn't help smiling. "I didn't expect it to be so easy. Maybe the ten-thousand-year medicinal herb is useless to her."

"I see." Nodding, Xuan Yuan Mu smiled. "The medicinal king's essence is no ordinary thing; it's extremely beneficial for breaking through realms."

The essence of a medicinal king was only about twenty drops, but compared to a ten-thousand-year medicinal herb, it was vastly different for someone at the mysterious woman's level.

At that moment, Ming Ye gave Xiao Ran a signal. He nodded, his eyes falling on Yang Tian, and sneered, "The gathering is over. Shouldn't we settle our score?"

The voice, tinged with killing intent, immediately drew the attention of those around. If the auction failed, would they take a life?

"I don't know what you're talking about." Shrugging, Yang Tian said lightly, "Are you going to kill me just because I auctioned something?"

"Stop pretending. You killed a disciple of our Carefree Valley. How much longer do you think you'll live?" Xiao Ran sneered coldly.

"Damn, how did they recognize me?" Ning Xue's eyelashes fluttered, worry surging in her heart.

"I have no dealings with your Carefree Valley. When did I kill any of your people?" Yang Tian said, rubbing his nose.

"Exactly, a bunch of shameless scoundrels. Look at your behavior..." Yu Yao held her head high, snorting.

"It seems Brother Ye is right—you just hide behind women." Xiao Ran wasn't angry; a mocking smile appeared on his face as he said lightly.

At that moment, Ming Ye stared at Yang Tian with a half-smile. "There's a life-and-death platform not far away. Let's settle it there. You're not afraid to go, are you?"

"A quasi-emperor and a half-step emperor going to the life-and-death platform? Carefree Valley really puts on airs." Xuan Yuan Mu spread his hands helplessly.

"I have a solution." Just then, the mysterious woman walked over gracefully, her soft voice ringing out. "I have an artifact that can suppress your cultivation to the War Emperor realm."

The mysterious woman, with her ethereal aura, spoke up and immediately silenced Ming Ye and Xiao Ran. But they were also willing—at the same level, with Xiao Ran's fearsome strength, he had few rivals.

Xuan Yuan Mu glanced at Yang Tian strangely, wondering if they knew each other. At the War Emperor realm, Yang Tian was comparable to an ancient god!

"That would be perfect. Do you dare?" Xiao Ran nodded and sneered at Yang Tian.

"What is she up to?" Yang Tian glanced at the mysterious woman with some confusion. After a moment's hesitation, he nodded.

Just as everyone prepared to watch the battle, they found the world had changed. This was a small world, filled with ancient aura, with yellow sand on the ground and no sun or moon in the sky.

"This is..." A young man exclaimed in shock, "A spatial treasure!"

The entire scene was shaken. Prodigies from various clans found it hard to believe. They trembled at the spatial treasure, and even more at the woman's cultivation—she had brought them into the spatial treasure without their knowledge.

Yang Tian was also shaken. He looked around and then breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed a spatial treasure, but far inferior to the Ancestral Dragon Ring—they were not on the same level.

"Didn't expect her to be a rich woman... What a treasure." Yu Yao's eyes burned with desire to seize it.

"This is an independent void. Your cultivations are all suppressed to the War Emperor realm. Everyone, rest assured." A heavenly voice fell as the mysterious woman walked gracefully.

Those around nodded secretly. Today was an eye-opener; they had never heard of such a treasure before.

"It must have been refined by a supreme being. The rules of heaven and earth inside are terrifying." Xuan Yuan Mu said in shock.

At that moment, Xiao Ran stepped into an open space, his eyes on Yang Tian, and sneered, "Come out, stop hiding."

Rubbing his nose, Yang Tian said lightly, "How about we bet on something? What's the point of fighting like this?"

"Heh, interesting!" Xiao Ran's eyes flickered with uncertainty, but he nodded and smiled. "What do you want to bet?"

"Five ten-thousand-year medicinal herbs. Do you have them?" Yang Tian shrugged and said lightly.

The slightly domineering voice left many stunned. Five herbs at once—was this guy for real?

Yang Tian had originally wanted to say twenty, but a tall tree catches the wind; he couldn't attract the attention of some old monsters.

"Five!" Xiao Ran's heart trembled. That was no small amount; he didn't have that many medicinal herbs.

"If you don't have them, we can reduce it to three, or maybe not fight at all." Seeing his hesitation, Yang Tian couldn't help mocking.

"Heh, isn't it just five? I'll stake them for you!" At that moment, Ming Ye stepped forward, flicked his sleeve, and five medicinal herbs that absorbed the essence of heaven and earth fell to the ground.

Many eyes locked onto the herbs on the ground. Though they were prodigies from various clans, a trace of heat involuntarily appeared in their eyes—these were ten-thousand-year medicinal herbs!

"But if you think you can back out, it won't be that easy." He sneered. "Hand over the herbs."

"Here, five." At that moment, Xuan Yuan Mu produced five herbs and sent a voice transmission: "Remember to give me one later."

Hearing this, Yang Tian couldn't help rolling his eyes. This guy really knew how to ask. But it was fine—since the herbs weren't his, it would attract less attention.

"Come, come, I'm opening a betting pool! I bet on him winning, three ten-thousand-year herbs!" Yu Yao immediately shouted, thinking, "That guy won a divine herb last time; I want to make a profit too."

Someone couldn't hold back. This was a high-stakes gamble, using ten-thousand-year herbs as bets—none of them had experienced such a thing.

"I bet on Xiao Ran winning." A friend of Xiao Ran stepped forward and put down a ten-thousand-year herb.

With someone starting, many came forward. Xiao Ran had been famous for a long time, and his name was well-known.

"No matter who wins, I'm in on this excitement." Some young talents from major clans nodded secretly and took out various treasures to bet.

"Hehe, this is going to be a huge profit. Everyone here has deep pockets." Xuan Yuan Mu couldn't help snickering. These people had even deeper reserves than each other—if not now, when?

Ning Xue licked her dry lips and pulled out a pile of things, everything she had, drawing many strange looks.

Although many placed bets, most bet on Xiao Ran, and very few bet on Yang Tian.

"The person Grandpa chose shouldn't be too bad." Dan Xueyi also stepped forward and bet the eleven-thousand-year herb.