As soon as Yun Chujiu returned to the venue, she heard a tsunami-like cheer.
“Haha! That’s great! It seems that Yun Chujiu has already collected four spiritual treasures. My Bet is right!”
“I’m Rich! I’m Rich! Not only can I get a share of the gambling money, but I can also get the additional ten million upper-grade spiritual stones from the Divine Devil Hall. How Wonderful!”
“Getting Rich is one thing, but the most important thing is Miss Zhan Yun’s happiness. She’s about to ascend!”
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Although Mu Ziyan and the other two were severely injured, they still sat on the couch and collapsed to the venue. When they saw Yun Chujiu’s smug look, their faces instantly turned as pale as paper.
They knew that they could no longer compete with Yun Chujiu!
They were no longer worthy to be her opponents!
From now on, they were merely ants to her.