Chapter 330 - 329: Yane Bohou’s Demand

On the high platform, Gong Liansheng, as the person in overall charge of this House Entrance Examination, was naturally thrilled to see a candidate achieve such an outrageous score and display such astonishing Talent.

But as the bookie for the betting pool, his feelings were a little more complicated.

Gong Liansheng had lost disastrously in the bet on individual scores. The people from the North District and Dui Palace had all placed heavy bets on Tang Yi. At one-to-one hundred odds, Gong Liansheng was facing a ruinous payout!

Moreover, in the bet on the districts, it was now a foregone conclusion that the North District would take first place in the overall regional scores. Tang Yi’s score alone was almost equal to that of an entire district, not to mention the other North District candidates had also achieved impressive results this year.

Whether it was the individual or the district bets, Gong Liansheng, as the bookie, had lost miserably!

If Gong Liansheng hadn’t noticed something was amiss and promptly stopped some people from Dui Palace from placing their bets, he might have lost even more miserably!

Of course, as someone from the Inner Mansion, Gong Liansheng could still afford to pay out the Holy Liquid he had lost.

Although losing a huge amount of Holy Liquid stung, his happiness at the West Mansion discovering such a peerless, talented disciple outweighed the pain. Furthermore, he had other ideas regarding Tang Yi.

Tang Yi’s score caused a massive shock. It wasn’t just the uninformed who were stunned; even the people from the North District, who knew the inside story, were left speechless with surprise.

From the person in charge of the North District down to its candidates, everyone was deeply shaken by Tang Yi’s score.

Of course, for Elder Lu and the others from the North District on the high platform, beyond the shock, there was an indescribable sense of ecstasy.

They’d made a killing!

They had won a fortune from both the district and the individual bets.

Take the North District’s person in charge, Lu Qiming, for example. In the bet on the district’s overall score, he had wagered thirteen drops of Holy Liquid on the North District and, at one-to-one odds, won thirteen drops of Holy Liquid.

In the bet on individual scores, he had wagered seventeen drops of Holy Liquid on Tang Yi. At one-to-one hundred odds, he won one thousand seven hundred drops of Holy Liquid. The two bets combined totaled one thousand seven hundred and seventeen drops of Holy Liquid!

This was a massive fortune!

With so much Holy Liquid, Elder Lu felt as if he had gone from a peasant laborer to a wealthy landowner overnight!

This much Holy Liquid was enough to exchange for a High-level Martial Technique or even an Advanced Cultivation Technique.

If used to exchange for Cultivation Resources, it would be more than enough to sustain his training for a very long time.

In short, thanks to this bet, Elder Lu had struck it rich!

Besides the people from the North District, Murong Liu had earned even more from the bet!

He was incredibly wealthy, so he had placed the largest wagers. Having won both bets, he had made the most of anyone—over two thousand drops of Holy Liquid in total!

With heaps of Holy Liquid filling his pockets, the smile on Murong Liu’s old face never once faded!

However, while some celebrated, others grieved. As the North District and Dui Palace reaped a huge harvest thanks to Tang Yi’s shocking score, Elder Yane Bohou of the East District wore a ghastly expression. He was utterly dejected, not only because he had lost his Holy Liquid, but also because he had been "face-slapped" time and time again.

He’d said that few North District candidates would be able to complete the mission, but then they completed it one after another. He’d said the North District’s overall score could never surpass the East District’s, but then it did. He’d said no one’s individual score could surpass Yuh Jili’s, but then Tang Yi emerged.

One face-slap after another, each one more humiliating for Yane Bohou than the last, each one enraging him to the point of apoplexy.

Fortunately, Yane Bohou’s name included the character for "thick," and his skin was thick enough to match. Despite the repeated slaps to his face, he was still standing. Any other person would have probably coughed up blood and died from rage after such a series of blows.

Yet, even now, facing Tang Yi’s terrifying score, Yane Bohou was still unconvinced, despite his shock.

"This score is just too ridiculous. I think there’s something fishy going on. He’s just a candidate; no matter how strong he is, how strong can he possibly be? To kill forty-three Level 5 Demon Beasts in just seven days, including a Top Grade Level 5 Demon Beast... that’s just too strange. Although I don’t know how this North District candidate did it, I believe we must conduct a strict investigation. We at the West Mansion must be fair and just. Of course, we should recruit those with real strength, but we cannot casually allow someone who used tricks or other underhanded Techniques to mix into the West Mansion! That would be extremely unfair to the other candidates!"

Yane Bohou said to the crowd, resentful.

Many people present were also suspicious of Tang Yi’s score. They felt it was too heaven-defying, ten times higher than any previous record. It was so exaggerated that it seemed fake. Now, hearing Yane Bohou call for a strict inspection, they all voiced their agreement.

Without an investigation, who could know if this score was real? Who would be convinced?

"Elder Yane, on what grounds do you claim Tang Yi used tricks? On what grounds do you say there’s something fishy about his score? We in the North District are all very clear about his strength. He absolutely has the power to kill dozens of Level 5 Demon Beasts—he might even be stronger than that! Otherwise, why would we have had so much confidence to bet so heavily on him?"

Seeing Yane Bohou leading the rabble-rousing, demanding an investigation into Tang Yi’s strength and trying to make trouble for him even after the scores were announced, a Chief Examiner from the North District couldn’t stand it anymore and stepped forward to defend Tang Yi.

"Heh heh!"

Yane Bohou glanced at the North District’s Chief Examiner and sneered, "He has strength just because you say so? You people from the North District are all in it together; your words can’t be trusted! As the saying goes, seeing is believing. We haven’t seen it with our own eyes, so how could we know if Tang Yi has the strength to kill dozens of Level 5 Demon Beasts? Unless you let us all witness his strength for ourselves, we will not acknowledge his score!"

"Oh? And how do you propose to see it with your own eyes?" Lu Qiming asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Seeing Yane Bohou relentlessly causing trouble for the North District and for Tang Yi, Lu Qiming wasn’t angry. On the contrary, he seemed completely unperturbed.

Of course, he had no reason to be angry, nor would he argue with Yane Bohou about whether Tang Yi had strength or not.

Did Lu Qiming not know if Tang Yi had strength?

This was the person who could kill a Battle Emperor!

"Unless he fights a match against our East District’s Yuh Jili! Otherwise, none of us will be convinced by your North District Tang Yi’s score!" Yane Bohou declared.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Lu Qiming smiled, a brilliant, dazzling smile.

’So after all this,’ he thought, ’after relentlessly making trouble for the North District and Tang Yi, what Yane Bohou really wants is to be humiliated!’

Since Yane Bohou was asking for a thrashing, how could Lu Qiming not oblige him?

Outwardly, however, he didn’t agree immediately. Instead, he said, "A match isn’t out of the question, but this is Tang Yi’s affair. If you want a fight, you have to ask Tang Yi. If he says he’ll fight you, then he’ll fight you. If he doesn’t agree, then I can’t force him."