Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 920 - Inventory

Hunag Tan would pay for the bill if Liu Wuxie could memorize over one hundred thousand materials. This was a fair wager.

With a devilish smile, Liu Wuxie asked, "Just you alone? I'm afraid you can't afford it. Anyone else wants to join him?"

Huang Tan was only at the fourth level of the Spirit Profound Realm and, even if he scraped together all his resources, he might have ten million spirit stones at best. But the materials Liu Wuxie intended to purchase today were worth several tens of millions.

Since someone had volunteered to foot the bill, how could Liu Wuxie pass up such a golden opportunity? His gaze said it all—what if Huang Tan couldn't afford to pay if he lost?

Liu Wuxie swept his provocative gaze over the crowd, triggering a reaction from those in the surrounding area.

"I'll join in. You'll have to break your arms if you lose. But if you win, you can have all the spirit stones I have," someone declared boldly. Though he didn't offer to cover Liu Wuxie's expenses, his intentions were clear.

"Count me in! If he can't remember all the materials, I'll personally sever his legs!"

While killing was forbidden, no one said anything about breaking limbs. In just a moment, more than ten people had joined the wager; some demanded Liu Wuxie to kneel and kowtow, some wanted to sever his limbs, and some demanded that he slap himself in the face if he lost.

Various stakes were involved, and Liu Wuxie might not be leave the Spirit Jade Pavilion alive if he lost. With so many cultivators joining the bet, all their spirit stones could add up to about one hundred million.

"Anyone else?" Liu Wuxie asked with a calm smile, sweeping his gaze over the crowd.

There was no such thing as too many materials, and even one hundred million spirit stones weren't enough to buy everything in the Spirit Jade Pavilion. First-grade spiritual pills were of little use to him now. On the other hand, second-grade spiritual pills, even though effective, were costly. He had just consumed one recently, and the effects would wear off if he took another.

The surrounding people fell silent as no one stepped forward, merely gathering to watch the spectacle.

"Deacon Sun, I'll have to trouble you to be the witness in case someone tries to back out later," Liu Wuxie said. There were so many challengers, and he couldn't stop everyone from fleeing after losing. However, it would be an entirely different story if the Spirit Jade Pavilion was involved in the bet.

"Are you sure about that? It might cost you your life if you lose," Deacon Sun warned earnestly. He was still trying to convince Liu Wuxie to apologize and let the matter rest. It wasn't worth risking his life over something so trivial.

"Thank you for your concern, but I know what I'm doing. I hope that the Spirit Jade Pavilion will remain neutral," Liu Wuxie said in a heavier tone. He knew many experts were gathered in the Spirit Jade Pavilion, and his words were directed at them.

Since the Spirit Jade Pavilion had refused to intervene, they now needed to shoulder the responsibility of being impartial judges. If they took any side, it would be a fatal blow to their reputation.

"Don't worry about it. The Spirit Jade Pavilion won't take any sides," Deacon Sun said. Every word he spoke now represented the Spirit Jade Pavilion, and he didn't dare to be careless. freewebnøvel.coɱ

"Enough stalling, and let's begin!" The crowd urged as they grew impatient. They were under the impression that Liu Wuxie was trying to stall for time and hoped the Spirit Jade Pavilion could stop this madness.

Surprisingly, the Spirit Jade Pavilion didn't intervene, allowing the matter to develop.

"Brother Liu, are you confident?" Though Han Feizi trusted Liu Wuxie unconditionally, the bet involved life and death.

"Start picking what you need." Liu Wuxie gave him a reassuring glance.

"Then, I won't hold back!" Han Feizi returned to his carefree self and began picking what he needed. As for Liu Wuxie's bet, he didn't take it seriously.

Liu Wuxie walked to the monument and looked through all the blacksmithing materials. There were thousands of pages, each filled with hundreds of materials.

He didn't just skim through them but memorized the purpose and value of each one. Even a cultivator at the Earth Profound Realm wouldn't dare attempt such a feat, and it was no wonder Huang Tan would jump out upon hearing his claims.

While it seemed like an impossible mission to everyone else, the characters on the monument seemed to come alive under the Ghost Eye. They floated before him, reorganizing themselves within his vision.

The Heavenly Dao Book unfurled, and the characters began fusing into Liu Wuxie's mind, becoming a part of his memory.

At that moment, Liu Wuxie acted like a conduit, transferring all the monument's information into his soul sea. Though it appeared effortless, without his powerful soul energy, the sheer load would've caused his soul sea to collapse.

A person's soul sea was limited, and overloading it would result in a mental breakdown.

The monument wasn't just a book but a crystal imbued with information for others to see. There were no sounds of flipping pages, only the shimmering crystal cycling through the entries.

Liu Wuxie used barely a breath's time before moving on to the next page.

"Is he insane? I didn't even read what was on the page, and he's already flipped to the next!" someone muttered in disbelief from the crowd.

Even if someone had a photographic memory, one still had to read through each line, right?

Liu Wuxie wasn't reading; he was flipping through the pages. The crowd soon grew numb as they watched him silently.

"Let's stop watching and come back in two hours to see how he did," someone said as they walked off, with many people following. After all, it was a waste of time for them to wait here, and Liu Wuxie's actions earned many scornful looks from the surroundings.

"Attention seeker!" an older cultivator said before he left to browse the items in the Spirit Jade Pavilion.

Only a few remained, including Huang Tan, who wanted to see Liu Wuxie fail right before his eyes.

Time passed silently, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Liu Wuxie had already imprinted half of the materials on the monument in his soul sea.

Characters continued to flow into Liu Wuxie's soul sea, soon merging with him and becoming part of his memory. There was no time to pause as he continued to flip to the next page.

An hour later, Han Feizi was done picking what he needed, which cost thirty thousand spirit stones. He didn't hold back, as he was broke and bitter after being imprisoned for five years, and he naturally wouldn't miss such a chance to splurge with someone else footing the bill.

Two hours wasn't too long or too short, but it was enough for the crowd to begin gathering again, eager to see the outcome of the wager.

"How's he doing?" asked those returning, turning to the onlookers who had stayed behind. A crowd quickly gathered again, with newer arrivals still unsure of what was happening.

"Just a few minutes left before the two-hour mark!"

When Liu Wuxie was done looking through the last page, he closed his eyes for a few minutes to organize everything in his mind, even though the knowledge was now a part of him.

"Brat, time's up! Kneel and kowtow already!" Huang Tan said impatiently, urging Liu Wuxie to kneel.

However, Liu Wuxie ignored him, his eyes remaining closed. Even Deacon Sun stood quietly by the side and said nothing, as there was some time left.

When the final minute passed, Liu Wuxie opened his eyes and let out a steady breath. Every material from the monument had been organized into a complete mental catalog within his soul sea.

"I want a piece of the Indigo Lightning Crystal, one Earthen Dragon Gold, half a pound of Earth Essence..." Liu Wuxie began listing what he needed to Deacon Sun, ignoring Huang Tan.

Each material was precious and valued at over eighty million spirit stones.

He hadn't intended to buy this much but decided to indulge since someone was footing the bill. Combined with Han Feizi's purchases, the value surpassed one hundred million spirit stones.

There was no way Huang Tan could cover that much by himself.

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me? I told you to kneel!" Huang Tan snapped, furious at being ignored repeatedly.

Liu Wuxie's gaze was still on Deacon Sun as he continued, "There are 114,700 types of materials in the Spirit Jade Pavilion. Metals account for fifty percent, meteorites for ten percent, deep sea meteorites for twenty percent, and the remaining twenty percent consistes of miscellaneous materials."

Deacon Sun's heart skipped a beat as he oversaw the blacksmithing section. Though he didn't know the exact count, he figured it was somewhere about that number that Liu Wuxie had just listed.

Most impressively, Liu Wuxie had even categorized and classified the materials in detail, which left him stunned.

"You're spouting nonsense again!" Huang Tan mocked. Even Deacon Sun wouldn't know the exact number, so how could Liu Wuxie?

"If you doubt me, bring out the Spirit Jade Pavilion's ledgers, and let's compare the numbers," Liu Wuxie replied before he finally turned to face Huang Tan, his eyes devoid of emotion.

"He's right. The Spirit Jade Pavilion holds exactly 114,700 blacksmithing materials, and the classifications match what he just listed," a voice rang out as an elderly man stepped through the crowd.

The space trembled subtly with each step he took—his Earth Profound Realm aura unmistakable.

"It's Elder Qin! One of the Pavilion's top elders!" someone exclaimed as recognition swept through the crowd. Elder Qin, it turned out, directly oversaw the blacksmithing materials.

"So what, even if he remembered the quantity? Didn't he claim to remember all the individual materials on the monument?" Haung Tan protested.

He still refused to admit his loss, though his tone wasn't as confident.