13. Five and Seven Petals_1

Wandering around, Song He checked over a dozen Flower Guessing venues, yet he hadn't seen any Daynight Flowers with more than three petals.

He wasn't in a rush; in fact, he was already contemplating whether he could get some Daynight Flower seeds to plant—feeding the Wood Gourd with such pure spirit Qi, wouldn't that be more suitable than the lower grade Spirit Stone's spirit Qi?

However, as soon as he made inquiries, he learned that these items were only distributed by the sect and were simply not accessible to ordinary disciples.

From the extraction of the Daynight Flower seeds to their transport to the "Flower Guessing House," it was all done by designated cultivators—the one Song He had seen last time was probably a "Flower Delivery Messenger."

Even the venue itself was under constant surveillance by the sect elders' Divine Sense, so dreaming of taking out seeds was pure fantasy.

'Thinking about it, the senior brother I saw back then seemed to be indeed an Inner Sect Disciple. Since I can't get them, I need to find them quickly.'

Song He gave up on obtaining the seeds and pretended to walk around curiously.

After wandering for about the time it took to burn an incense stick,

he finally found a seed of a Five-Petal Daynight Flower.

He borrowed a hundred spirit stones from Zhou Yue and handed them over with his own fifteen, to that rather amiable looking senior brother.

"Senior Brother, I bet on five petals!"

The senior brother smiled and nodded in acknowledgement without giving Song He much attention—there were too many cultivators like Song He, and he, being at least an Inner Sect Cultivator, naturally wouldn't pay extra attention.

"Senior Brother, I also bet on five petals!"

"Six petals!"

"Four petals!"

The other cultivators eagerly placed their spirit stone wagers.

Compared to the senior sister from before, this senior brother was obviously more "generous," as he accepted the flower-guessing stakes from forty people before stopping the collection of spirit stones.

Song He silently watched, noting that there were as many as thirty others who bet on five petals like him, including both Foundation Establishment and Late Qi Refining Stage cultivators. Thus, he didn't need to worry too much about standing out.

By the way, these cultivators didn't follow his lead.

They were following the Ming-surnamed cultivator who had just made a big show of himself.

This Ming-surnamed cultivator was similar to the Senior Brother Jiang that Song He had seen before; clad in fluttering white garments, with a folding fan in hand, his elegant demeanor resembled a dashing young master.

Whether it was his clothes or the decorative Jade Pendants and even the folding fan in his hand, everything was a magic artifact, and with a slight probe of Divine Sense, one could feel the blinding magic artifact spirit light all over his body.

He was the type that at first glance seemed to come from a "celestial generation."

He could be described as a walking magic artifact.

Once he placed his bet, a considerable number of cultivators followed suit, and the senior brother responsible for collecting the wagers simply chuckled, watching them place their bets after him.

The one who had just earned six hundred thousand spirit stones had become a "guiding lamp," with a group of cultivators following behind him.

Seeing him approach, Song He's heart leaped for joy as he retreated into the crowd.

He truly wished for more people to bet along with him; the more, the better, and if this Senior Brother Meng could keep seeing through the outcome, he himself could just follow behind, picking up the leaks and hiding well.

The urgent priority now was to find the space and time to grow.

As for being overshadowed?

He had never intended to stand out anyway.

"Let's begin; watch closely everyone!"

At the jade table, the Inner Sect Disciple smiled slightly and pointed towards the flower pot, infusing it with spirit Qi.

The crowd immediately fell silent, each of them fixated on the flower pot with bated breath.

Under everyone's gaze,

the silver sprout rapidly grew, and then... the golden bud bloomed, five petals shining brilliantly as if forged from golden sunlight.

Even more intense spirit Qi poured forth than before.

It even formed wisps and strands of white mist that spread out in all directions—this was a vaporization reaction caused by the spirit Qi being too dense, just a step away from turning into liquid.

By participating in the flower guessing, Song He was standing close to the jade table, so he absorbed much more spirit Qi than before. The spirit Qi even flowed into his meridians without needing to be absorbed, circulating with his cultivation cycle.

The sensation of Spiritual Energy Infusion made him feel as if he was floating on clouds.

This kind of wonderful feeling is usually not something one can enjoy.

Just one breath of it was worth a whole month of his hard cultivation, and that was after the quick-handed senior brother used the Wood Gourd to collect the spirit Qi.

If he had absorbed it all, it would have been no problem for his cultivation level to advance by two whole stages.

"Guessed right again?"

"Senior Brother Meng is so powerful!"

"How much did Senior Brother Meng wager this time?"

The emergence of a Daynight Flower with five petals had everyone excited. Almost all of them crowded around, leaving the other jade tables and senior brothers and sisters out in the cold.

One with six petals and one with five, both appeared within a single day.

It was truly shocking, utterly inconceivable.

Some cultivators who often lingered there couldn't help but exclaim:

"Could it be that Senior Brother Meng is a son of fate and luck? Otherwise, why would two such precious Daynight Flowers appear as soon as he arrives?"

"Flowers bloom for him, this is definitely an auspicious sign!"

"Indeed, it is."

In their words, it was hard to tell how much was sincere and how much was flattery.

Anyway, Song He had already seen many cultivators surrounding Senior Brother Meng, trying to get acquainted with him, accompanied by a variety of differently colored Taoist robes.

With such a crowd, the scene was as lively as a splendid gathering of flowers.

But Song He didn't care one bit about what was happening with Senior Brother Meng; he was happily collecting spirit stones from the cultivator who managed the flower guessing stakes.

Five times the amount of a hundred and fifteen spirit stones, Song He directly obtained five hundred and seventy-five spirit stones, out of which he gave a hundred to Zhou Yue.

That left him with four hundred and seventy-five.

In just a moment, Song He earned more than the original owner had earned in nearly a year since joining the sect.

This showed just how immensely profitable flower guessing could be.

Song He didn't care how much the others had earned; he just wanted to guess once more quickly and then leave with the spirit stones as soon as possible—even though this flower guessing was like handing him spirit stones for free.

But there were risks.

Being of low cultivation and without a background meant that even if one had a way to earn spirit stones quickly, one wouldn't dare use it too much.

He saw this very clearly; it was better not to be greedy for things he shouldn't be.

When he had enough strength and status, he would certainly create an unbeatable legend in flower guessing!

...

"You're pretty lucky to have made a fortune just as you arrived," Zhou Yue said, having also placed a bet of three hundred spirit stones and now having earned one thousand five hundred, he was overjoyed with such a substantial sum. He was even considering whether to acquire a couple more magic artifacts.

Hearing him say that, Song He knew Zhou Yue was just joking around but still shifted the topic by saying,

"Not bad, I guess. I'm just guessing after all. Senior Brother Meng is the impressive one—he just earned six hundred thousand, and now another two hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones."

"Eight hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones... Ah, I don't know if I'll ever see that many spirit stones in my life," Zhou Yue lamented.

Song He nodded in agreement.

Of course, he believed that he could definitely make that much.

As they talked and walked, Song He also kept an eye on the flowerpots placed on each jade table. When they reached a less crowded area in the northeast corner,

he cast a habitual glance at the table in the corner.

Before his gaze could move on, his whole being almost froze on the spot.

Because he noticed that... on the jade table with the flowerpot, the displayed panel shockingly showed:

[Name]: Seed of Seven-Petal Daynight Flower