The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms

Chapter 3: Chapter 2: Losing as Much as Gaining_1

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Before his rebirth, although Yang Chen could not cultivate martial arts and step onto the King’s path, his favorite thing to do was to cultivate geniuses. In fact, besides being known as a prodigy in the Way of Alchemy, he had another nickname – ‘Bo Le.’

This showed his love for martial arts.

Now that he could cultivate martial arts, it was undoubtedly an opportunity for him to find a ray of light in his dark life.

Yang Chen sorted out some of his thoughts and had already made some plans for his future martial arts path. He knew well that he couldn’t be impatient, as his current identity was still a waste of the Yang family, who had been weak enough to hang himself not long ago.

As his thoughts raced, Yang Chen tidied up his clothes, got up from his bed, opened the door, and said, “Mingyue, come with me for a walk to clear my mind!”

“Young Master, you…you want to clear your mind?” Gu Mingyue stood outside the door, wide-eyed as she saw her young master come out, suddenly feeling a sense of loss. Her young master was usually idle; Going to ‘clear his mind’ now would not be taking care of his business, would it?

“Yes, clear my mind,” Yang Chen walked ahead.

After all, his current identity was an ordinary young master of the 100 Clans Yang Family, and he needed to learn more about them.

Gu Mingyue had no choice but to follow Yang Chen hurriedly, with her big, crystal clear eyes secretly watching him from behind, filled with a mixture of sighs and regret. She knew clearly that her fate was to marry Yang Chen as a concubine, for which she had prepared herself early on. She didn’t feel aggrieved or humiliated about being a concubine to a weak failure like him.

Her one and only wish was to marry Yang Chen as his concubine and make him turn over a new leaf, no longer being idle and living a dissipated life like he was now.

However, she didn’t know if she could actually achieve these things, and she felt a faint sense of loss in her heart.

Yang Chen was good at observing people’s expressions, and Gu Mingyue’s sadness was written all over her face, which made him smile and wonder what she was thinking. But it was true that the girl, who was merely fifteen years old, had shown the potential to be a beauty, and her well-developed figure made her a jealous target within the Yang family.

As he thought about it, suddenly, a group of people walked towards him.

“Yo, I was wondering who it was. Yang Chen, I just heard that you lost most of your sister’s wealth and were too ashamed to see people, so you tried to hang yourself. I found it quite strange and came over to take a look, wanting to know when a useless waste like you would have the courage to commit suicide. Just as I expected, suicide? Haha, you don’t have the courage for that.”

With this strange voice, Yang Chen looked straight at the speaker and recognized his appearance.

The young man in front of him was about the same age as Yang Chen, both around twelve or thirteen years old.

In martial arts cultivation, fourteen was considered adulthood, and thirteen was close to adulthood, so they were actually not that young.

This young man was neatly dressed, with a fair and handsome appearance, and was clearly a young nobleman of the Yang family. Yang Chen recalled this person’s identity in his mind–his name was Yang Heng, the second son of Yang Family Elder Yang Zheng. He dabbled in both alchemy and martial arts and was considered a prodigy among the younger generation of the Yang family.

After recalling the details carefully, Yang Chen understood the situation. Yang Heng had often caused trouble for ‘Yang Chen’ in the past, but the real reason behind it all was actually the maid Gu Mingyue, who was behind ‘Yang Chen.’

In an instant, the servants behind Yang Heng burst into laughter.

Yang Chen was undeterred and said slowly, “If you’re willing, I wouldn’t mind having a contest with you!”

The pills are divided into nine grades, from first to ninth, with each grade having low, middle, high, and perfect stages. Yang Heng excelled in both martial arts and alchemy. His alchemy had reached the Tier 1 Middle-Stage level at his young age. This level might be considered impressive to others, but to Yang Chen’s past self, it was not even enough to qualify as an alchemist’s apprentice.

Upon hearing Yang Chen’s challenge, Yang Heng laughed, “Are you sure? You better not cry after losing the match.”

“Young Master, let’s…” Gu Mingyue was still anxious but didn’t know how to handle the situation.

Yang Chen waved his hand, calmly saying, “A competition alone is meaningless, nothing more than a competition of pride. Since we are going to compete, let’s add some stakes, otherwise, I find this competition meaningless. If we want to bet, let’s make it big. Add some stakes, that will make it interesting.”

Yang Heng laughed as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world, “Haha, a bet? Yang Chen, after the last time you competed with the Wang family, haven’t you already lost almost everything your older sister had? Is it that you’ve finally realized it and want to completely lose your sister’s remaining assets?”

“All I’m asking is if you dare to bet,” Yang Chen’s expression darkened as if he was truly enraged. “If you don’t dare to bet, then this competition is completely pointless.”

Seeing Yang Chen’s ‘exasperated and furious’ appearance, Yang Heng clicked his tongue, “How much do you want to bet?”

“300 Spirit Stones!” Yang Chen said without hesitation.

“300 Spirit Stones…” Gu Mingyue’s face turned pale as soon as she heard the number.

It was because last time, Yang Chen bet 300 Spirit Stones in the competition against the Wang family, and he ended up losing more than half of Yang Caidie’s assets in an instant. If he loses this time, all the wealth that Yang Caidie had accumulated at her young age would be completely lost because of Yang Chen.

Yang Heng was also genuinely shocked by the number Yang Chen mentioned, as 300 Spirit Stones were not a small amount.

Spirit Stones were a universal currency on the entire continent, suitable for cultivation and other various needs.

But to Yang Heng, 300 Spirit Stones were like asking for his life.

However, when he thought about Yang Chen’s alchemy level, a ferocious smile appeared on his face. He sneered, “What’s there to be afraid of? 300 Spirit Stones, I just don’t want you to lose your sister’s entire fortune. Later on, even the sister who dotes on you may leave you.”

Indeed, 300 Spirit Stones was a considerable amount. But how could he lose to Yang Chen?

“Hmph, I don’t need you to interfere in my affairs. Since we’re going to bet, let’s hurry up and set up the bet,” Yang Chen said with a faint smile.

How could Yang Heng know that Yang Chen was not the same as before?

What he was afraid of was not that Yang Heng would bet, but that he wouldn’t bet.

300 Spirit Stones.

It’s time for him to win back the amount the previous Yang Chen who hanged himself had lost.

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