Abyss Dominator System

"You!!!"

Sima Moyi glared with wide eyes. Currently unable to move due to intense soreness, he could only watch helplessly as Chen Wuwei took away his Dragon Vein Divine Map.

To rob me of the Beijing Dragon Vein is one thing, but to take my Dragon Vein Divine Map as well!

Without a doubt, this must be under Bai Yan's orders!

Otherwise, Chen Wuwei and I had no grievances in the past or recent days; why would he treat me like this!

"Sima Moyi, if you cannot even surpass me, do not delude yourself into thinking you can compete with Master Bai. You have already lost!"

Chen Wuwei gracefully stood up, his body radiant and towering like a Dragon Pillar, his presence overwhelming.

"Bai Yan! You are too bullying!"

Sima Moyi roared tragically toward the sky. His head tilted, his body softened, and he completely passed out.

"Too shameless!"

"Not just robbing the Beijing Dragon Vein, but also taking the Dragon Vein Divine Map!"

"This Chen Wuwei, his character is despicable, a shameless villain! He should be expelled from the Dragon Teng Conference!"

The crowd below was filled with indignation, shouting loudly.

Chen Wuwei remained expressionless on stage, but was quite shocked inside.

He was a man of integrity, but since this was a command from Master Bai, he had no choice but to carry it out, remaining silent in the face of the loud accusations from below.

"Sigh!"

Xuanxuan Sima glanced at Sima Moyi on the stage and sighed heavily: "This is all karma!"

If the Sima family hadn't committed such great sins before, even with the Divine Map in hand, Chen Wuwei wouldn't have been able to affect Sima Moyi in the slightest.

Such great sins would normally mean the end of Loyal Soul Inheritance in the Sima family. If not for Xuanxuan Sima forcefully preserving the bloodline inheritance, Sima Moyi would not have come this far.

However, regardless, a loss is a loss. Even if Chen Wuwei's methods were somewhat unsavoury, Xuanxuan Sima had no grounds to object.

As for the Dragon Vein Divine Map taken by Chen Wuwei, it must have been under Bai Yan's orders. Sima Moyi had lost; retaining this map was pointless. Let it be considered fulfillment of the wager, handed over to Bai Yan!

Xuanxuan Sima took one glance at Bai Yan, then turned away with a bitter smile.

"You rascal, it was you who instructed Wuwei to do this, wasn't it? Otherwise, with his character, he would never do such a despicable thing!"

Master Blood Dragon stared only at Bai Yan.

Bai Yan pressed with his authority, shattered spirits with his words, and Chen Wuwei took advantage of the situation to plunder the Supreme Treasure!

This kid, truly stops at nothing in his actions!

"Despicable?"

Bai Yan smiled calmly, "Master, you've said, 'When the heart is righteous, the law is righteous; when the heart is wicked, the law is wicked!' I, Bai Yan, have never been a good person, and naturally, my ways are wicked and despicable!"

A Lord Demon, playing fair and square with his opponents?

Ambushes, secret attacks, exploiting others' weaknesses, these are all tricks demons perform best!

As for saving humanity and being fair and just, leave that to the righteous people. Let them at least have their livelihoods without stealing their jobs.

Bai Yan always acts according to his heart.

When in a good mood, he wouldn't mind playing the Holy Mother, but when in a bad mood, annihilating a household is the most minor form of punishment.

Describing Bai Yan as 'seemingly right, seemingly wicked' couldn't be more appropriate.

Master Blood Dragon sighed helplessly, stood up, and announced the results of the match.

"This round, Chen Wuwei wins!"

Master Blood Dragon turned to Chen Wuwei, "Wuwei, do you choose to continue on stage or rest offstage?"

"Master, I wish to rest offstage."

Chen Wuwei turned and bowed respectfully.

"Alright, go down then."

Master Blood Dragon nodded his head.

Sima Moyi on stage had already fainted, the shattering of Loyal Soul dealt a great blow to his spirit and body. Unless something unexpected happens, he is effectively disabled for life.

Xuanxuan Sima sighed, gestured with his hand, and Sima Moyi's body floated towards him.

"Take him home and nurse him well."

Xuanxuan Sima turned and instructed the Sima family behind him.

"Damn it, my bet is lost!"

"This Sima Moyi, only making it to the top thirty-two, I even bet he would make it to the champion! My ten million!"

"F*ck, not only did I bet he would win the championship, but I also bet he would beat Chen Wuwei. Now that he has lost, I've lost a full fifty million!"

"Thank goodness, I only bet on the match between Sima Moyi and Bai Yan. Now that Sima Moyi has lost, he can't compete against Bai Yan and my original stake will be returned! I didn't make or lose anything."

The crowd below wailed miserably, everyone frantically pounding the ground and shouting, with only a few secretly feeling lucky.

The bettors were mostly idle Abnormals, who didn't have much money to begin with.

Those who cultivate also need large sums of money to buy the necessary cultivation materials, and even to move around in the Mortal World, money is essential for everything.

Abnormals are people too, with emotions and desires, and they too love money.

Everyone was hoping to make a fortune off Sima Moyi, the dark horse, so most people placed a lot of money on various bets involving him.

During the preliminary rounds, Sima Moyi performed decently, allowing many to earn a bit, but today, in the first match of the top 32, Sima Moyi lost!

"What sort of destined emerging dragon, what bullshit Beijing's number one Heavenly Pride! Stopped at the top 32, pshaw! Trash!"

"This jerk Sima Moyi, I lost money because of him!"

"It's like biting a dog, I suspect Sima Moyi colluding with others, deliberately conning our money!"

"Sima Moyi? Trying to be on par with Bai Yan, thinking he can beat Bai Yan? Pshaw, he's not even better than his disciple, yet he dreams of competing with his master?!"

"Such trash from the Sima family! I thought his talk of defeating the disciple before the master was so badass; now it looks like he's just slapping his own face!"

In an instant, everyone unanimously condemned Sima Moyi.

Even the Sima family members, who had been rhythmically supporting him from below the stage, couldn't salvage the situation.

The anger was too much to quell!

It's a good thing Sima Moyi was unconscious; if he were awake and saw so many people cursing him below the stage, he might actually be angered to death!

The behavior of the crowd below made Sima Xuanxuan, who was sitting on the chair, look extremely displeased.

On the chairs, only Bai Yan had a smiling face, as if there was something particularly delightful.

"Boy, that 100 billion just now, wasn't it..."

Master Blood Dragon, seeing Bai Yan's expression, suddenly seemed to have thought of something and quickly whispered.

"Yeah, I didn't bet the 100 billion on myself, I bet it on their match, betting on Chen Wuwei to win!"

Bai Yan laughed heartily, his voice filled with exhilaration.

Master Blood Dragon was stunned; he quickly calculated in his mind: "103 to 2, one hundred billion times one hundred and three, minus the hundred billion principal..."

"One trillion and two hundred billion!!!!!!"

Master Blood Dragon couldn't help but exclaim aloud, his old face full of shock.

This bet had won such a sky-defying amount!

To think, Hua Xia is the world's second-largest economy, and its tax revenue for half a year is just over six trillion, yet Bai Yan, in a single bet, won one trillion!

What does it mean to get rich overnight!

This Bai Yan, his cunning and strategizing, simply terrifying!

"Ah! Bai Yan, you placed the money on Chen Wuwei?!!"

Yan Qing blinked her beautiful eyes, momentarily unable to calculate just how much money Bai Yan had made.

Yan Qing's comment, full of astonishment, spread crisply and pleasantly, caught the attention of those with keen ears below stage, and like a plague, the shocking news quickly spread throughout the venue!

"Fuck, Bai Yan didn't bet his 100 billion on his match with Sima Moyi!"

"100 billion, all placed on the match that just finished, Bai Yan bet on Chen Wuwei to win!"

"Fuck! Fuck! Bai Yan has made a fortune! 103 odds! That's the highest odds in the entire venue!"

"From 100 billion to one trillion, just like that!"

"Fuck! Fuck!! I'm so jealous!"

"I regret! Why didn't I trust Bai Yan! I should have bet along with him!"

"In a grand gamble, Bai Yan actually won!"

"Sima Moyi, that bastard, has caused so much harm!!"

The crowd below gasped in unison, then their faces filled with shock and amazement, they howled uproariously.

Many people shouted, each voice brimming with incredulity.

One hundred billion, actually turning a hundred times profit? And right before our eyes?

Bai Yan's actions and conduct were undoubtedly a fierce slap to all Abnormals who had doubted him!

This was an IQ crush!

Everyone had been played by Bai Yan!

Below the platform, pairs of red and jealous eyes simultaneously looked towards Bai Yan, who sat on the chair with a casual and serene demeanor.

One trillion ah, this kid has made a massive fortune!