The eastern plaza of the trading district was completely paralyzed by the astronomical stakes.
Over one hundred thousand cultivators held their breath, their eyes shifting between the grand entrance of the Taichu Hospital and Grandmaster Dan Chen on the steps of the Alchemy Pill Tower.
Thirty-six branch deeds against a fifty-trillion-stone cash settlement and the shutdown of the continent’s only free hospital!
“Thirty-six branches!” an elder from the Iron Sword Sect gasped, his voice trembling as he gripped his staff. “Those branches control ninety percent of the medicinal distribution across the Three Eastern Prefectures! They generate hundreds of millions of stones every single day!”
“If Chairman Lin wins, the entire medical monopoly of the Pill Tower will collapse in an instant,” a beast-hunter muttered, his heart hammering with excitement. “No more ten-million-stone price tags! No more three-hundred-year slave contracts!”
Across the avenue, Grandmaster Dan Chen stood on his shattered entrance steps, his chest heaving under his five-star master robes. His eyes burned with venomous arrogance and greed.
Fifty trillion Supreme Spirit Stones cash!
That was more wealth than the Pill Tower’s continental headquarters amassed in three centuries of extortion. If he won this duel, he would not only crush the Taichu upstarts, but he would also become the undisputed supreme elder of the entire Alchemy Guild!
