Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 122 The Bet

"You can't even last half an hour..." Du Fan looked at the woman gratefully and shook his head.

"Why not? I'm a Light Spirit Root cultivator, a rare find in a thousand years, and the number one disciple of the Qixia Sect. If it weren't for some special circumstances, I would have already been a Foundation Establishment stage expert when I was eleven years old. Have some faith in me, okay?"

Chen Ru suddenly smiled mischievously and boasted, completely different from her previous composed demeanor.

However, Du Fan had already noticed that although the woman spoke casually and her expression did not seem fake, her teeth were chattering and her whole body was trembling.

Du Fan was touched, but since he had already made up his mind, he didn't want to show his thoughts on his face. Instead, he suddenly revealed a relaxed expression and teased:

"Someone as talented and beautiful as you must have been born to be loved by many. I imagine that many powerful people would have been eager to take you as their daughter-in-law when you were very young."

Miss Chen, to be honest, have you ever been engaged since childhood?

"No way! Ever since I was rescued by my master and brought back to Qixia Sect when I was six years old, I have been diligently cultivating Taoist arts within the sect and have hardly ever left the mountain gate. Who would know me?"

It wasn't until I was ten years old that my master took me to participate in the Central Plains Prodigy Competition. In that competition, I won the championship with my cultivation at the seventh level of the Qi Refining stage, which attracted the attention of many forces.

Afterwards, many people approached the master to discuss marriage arrangements, but the master politely declined them all.

"By the way, Elder Du is different from me; he's a well-traveled and knowledgeable person. After we leave here, could you introduce me to someone?"

Chen Ru smiled faintly, maintaining a relaxed demeanor, and said something that left Du Fan both amused and exasperated.

"I do know some people, but I'm afraid there aren't any who are good enough for you."

Upon hearing this, Du Fan first shook his head and smiled wryly. Then, a flash of inspiration struck him, and a white figure suddenly appeared in his mind. His eyes widened, and he continued, "..."

"By the way, there really is one. His name is Ye Feng. He is a friend I met in Qingzhou. He is handsome and talented, and he also has the Wind Spirit Root. Even in Zhongzhou, which is known as a holy land for cultivation, his cultivation aptitude should not be bad."

If there's a chance in the future, I can introduce you to that guy. Even just being friends with him would be a great blessing in life.

"Oh? Someone who can be praised so highly by Elder Du must be extraordinary. However, Elder Du, a man's word is his bond, so you can't just say things like that and then forget about them."

Chen Ru seemed to take a liking to it, her eyes darting around as she smiled and said...

Upon hearing this, Du Fan felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged, and he nodded with a smile.

At this moment, Chen Ru's arm, which was gripping the vine, trembled violently again, and under the influence of the invisible suction below, it slid down a few more inches.

Upon closer inspection, a layer of blood was visible on the vines that had been slid across, the blood that had been ground from Chen Ru's delicate palms.

Chen Ru ignored all of this and continued to chat casually with Du Fan, while secretly channeling her magic power into his arm.

However, in the previous battle against seven opponents, she used several powerful techniques, which depleted most of her magical power. Afterwards, she kept running away, which not only failed to restore her magical power but also caused her to lose some more.

Therefore, when the two fell into the Burial Dragon Abyss, she had already lost seventy or eighty percent of her magical power. Now she had to continuously transfer magical power into her arm. Given her current condition, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was at her last gasp.

They had about two cups of tea's time to leave Hundred Flowers Valley, which would normally be a short time, but for the two of them, it would feel like an eternity.

"By the way, Elder Du, when we first met in the main hall, were you thinking of someone else when you looked at me?"

At this moment, Chen Ru could no longer remain relaxed. Her face was pale, her whole body was trembling violently, and an extremely intense look of pain was clearly visible between her brows. However, she still managed to force a smile and spoke.

Du Fan sighed inwardly. He had made his decision. After answering the question, he would leave this woman, because he could sense that if things continued like this, Chen Ru probably wouldn't last even half a quarter of an hour.

"At that moment... I thought of my fiancée."

"Huh? Elder Du has a wife? Where is she now?" Chen Ru's mouth dropped open, and she felt a strange and inexplicable feeling in her heart.

"She's no longer in this world," Du Fan said calmly in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked." Chen Ru could clearly sense the sadness and sorrow beneath Du Fan's calm face.

"It's alright, I should thank you for letting me see... her from the past in you." Du Fan suddenly revealed a gentle smile, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Elder Du, you..." Chen Ru sensed something was wrong, her expression changed drastically, and she stared at Du Fan in panic.

"Let's go back." Du Fan's expression softened, a smile appearing on his lips as he spoke softly, while a resolute look appeared in his eyes.

After speaking, Du Fan used all his strength to lift his other arm and slowly pry open Chen Ru's tightly clenched hand.

"No!" Chen Ru's face showed even greater panic, and her eyes were already filled with tears as she cried out in a shrill voice.

"Don't be sad for me, because I never belonged to this world..." After saying his last words, Du Fan's expression was one of indescribable peace, as if he had let go, as if he had been liberated...

Du Fan finally pried open Chen Ru's last finger...

Driven by the combined forces of gravity and suction, Du Fan vanished from his spot and plummeted downwards.

The instant Du Fan fell, Chen Ru felt a sudden lightness in her body, but her heart... felt incredibly heavy, yet also empty. For a moment, she felt extremely uncomfortable, a pain she had never experienced before.

Recalling the moments she shared with Du Fan, she experienced a life she had never known before. It seemed to add a touch of color to her otherwise monotonous world, colors that would become indelible memories for her.

Chen Ru's eyes reddened, and with a determined bite, she made a snap decision. Her slender hand, which had been holding on so tightly, loosened its grip on the vines...

After a long while, Du Fan, who was falling rapidly, shook his head and smiled bitterly. Not far above him was Chen Ru, who was falling right after him.

With a determined look in her eyes, Chen Ru suddenly circulated the little magic power she had left in her body, urging herself to fall faster. Before long, she caught up with Du Fan below, and the two were almost parallel, their eyes meeting.

"Why did you do this..." Du Fan suddenly felt that at this moment, he could no longer express any words of gratitude; all he could do was sigh and gaze.

"I don't know either, but I'm already down here, so you can't get rid of me now." Chen Ru even showed a mischievous smile at this moment.

Du Fan shook his head and didn't say anything more.

"Elder Du, you've been wise all your life but made a foolish mistake this time. Look down there, it's still bottomless. We don't even know how long we'll be falling."

"In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, we will be ejected from the ancient restrictions in Hundred Flowers Valley. At that time, our lives will naturally be safe!" Chen Ru suddenly said, her eyes lighting up.

Upon hearing this, Du Fan's expression shifted. He turned to look down, and a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in his heart. Only then did he realize that he didn't actually want to die; he still had the will to live...

……

Outside Hundred Flowers Valley.

The three sect elders, who had been meditating with their eyes closed, suddenly opened their eyes, moved together, and walked to the purple-gold teleportation array they had previously encountered.

"Fellow Daoist Ouyang, judging from your calm and composed demeanor, do you still hold great hope for your sect's disciples even at this point?"

Yang Hua of the Wentian Sect looked at Ouyang Xuan, sneered, and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, I hope you can maintain this expression for a while," Ouyang Xuan said with a slight smile, seemingly unconcerned.

Upon seeing Ouyang Xuan's attitude, Yang Hua couldn't help but feel annoyed. If the other party had glared at him, Yang Hua wouldn't have been bothered, but this nonchalant attitude was driving him crazy.

"Huh? Someone's coming out!"

The man in the python robe from the Yandang Sect was quite pleased to see the open and covert struggle between the two sects. Just as he was watching with a smile, the magic array in front of him suddenly flashed with spiritual light and trembled. Only then did he blurt out with a change in expression.

Upon hearing this, the elders of the Wentian and Qixia sects both snorted coldly and turned their gazes to the magic array.

"I bet five thousand spirit stones that the first group to emerge will be disciples of my Wentian Sect. Fellow Daoist Ouyang, do you dare to challenge me?" Yang Hua suddenly said, his eyes flashing.

According to past practice, the person in the very center of Hundred Flowers Valley will be the first to be ejected, and the further out they are, the later they will be ejected. That is why Yang Hua had this idea, wanting to use this opportunity to suppress Ouyang Xuan.

"Five thousand spirit stones? Hmph, what a stingy fellow! I bet ten thousand spirit stones that the first batch of people to emerge will be disciples of my Qixia Sect!" Ouyang Xuan flicked his sleeves, his face full of disdain, and spoke coldly.

"Alright, I'll take the bet! Fellow Daoist Ouyang, don't go back on your word later!" Upon hearing this, Yang Hua's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he agreed without hesitation, then revealed a hint of schadenfreude on his face.

The man in the python robe from the Yandang Sect looked at the two with a smile, but showed no intention of speaking.

Before long, the purple-gold light above the teleportation array shone brightly, and the pattern of a hundred flowers flickered. Ten breaths later, four blurry figures appeared inside.

The three elders instantly swept their gazes over, their expressions revealing anticipation.

A moment later, Yang Hua's face turned ashen, while Ouyang Xuan let out a hearty laugh that echoed throughout the valley.