Urban Super Medical Sage-Chapter 1003 - 1001: Wolfish Ambitions (2 more updates)

"By the way, Brother Sheng, why don’t we place a bet? Just having a sect war doesn’t seem too interesting! Let’s add a stake, make this sect war a bit more exciting!" Moku suddenly spoke, his tone light and playful.

Sheng Yingkun’s face remained unchanged, but his heart sank.

Wolfish ambitions!

Moku’s wolfish ambitions were laid bare.

"Brother Mo, let’s forget about betting. Frankly, our Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect has been in decline, and there’s really no need to wager on this sect war," Sheng Yingkun firmly declined.

"Heh... Decline? Not necessarily, right? I noticed you only sent five disciples when it should have been six. Clearly, you left one spot empty, awaiting Su Chen, didn’t you? So, isn’t it possible that Su Chen might still show up? If Su Chen appears, who dares say the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect is in decline? With Su Chen’s strength and talent, he could perhaps crush everything in an instant. If Su Chen shows up, the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect is sure to claim the top spot in this sect war." Moku glanced meaningfully at Nalan Qingcheng, Zhang Ku, and the other five disciples in the distance, a playful smile flitting across his face.

Exaggerated praise, only to set up Su Chen for a fall.

Everyone could hear the mocking undertone in Moku’s words.

For a moment, laughter rippled across the Martial Training Field.

’Su Chen, who could crush everything’? How utterly ironic.

"Indeed, Brother Sheng, you should agree!" Zhang Danhe chimed in enthusiastically.

Star Master, Hun Qing, and others also exchanged playful looks and nodded in agreement.

They were all pressuring Sheng Yingkun to agree.

No choice but to accept.

When it comes to sect wars, among the Six Great First-Rank Powers, if over three sect leaders agree on a matter, then that decision is final.

It was a vote—majority rules. Sheng Yingkun alone could hardly stand against the other five.

"What is it that Brother Mo wants to bet on?" Sheng Yingkun took a deep breath, his tone heavy.

Clearly, he had no real option to refuse now.

Moreover, Sheng Yingkun feared that if his stance came across as too obstinate today, the entire Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect could be put in serious danger.

After all, whether it was the Blood Demon Palace, the Misty Soul Sect, or the Mysterious Cloud Sect—all of them currently possessed the power to easily obliterate the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect. Under the eaves, one must bow one’s head.

"How about we bet on the Heavens Stars Great Array?" Moku raised an eyebrow, enunciating each word slowly.

What?

The Heavens Stars Great Array?

Moku’s words stunned not only Sheng Yingkun but also Elderly Hun Qing, Wan Tonghai, Star Master, and Zhang Danhe, whose breaths visibly stilled.

Across the Martial Training Field, an eerie silence fell.

The Heavens Stars Great Array was the ultimate treasure of the Buddha Domain—or perhaps even the entire Divine Martial Continent. Of course, compared to the Martial Path God Stele, it might not technically be the number one treasure. But while the Martial Path God Stele couldn’t be moved or taken away, the Heavens Stars Great Array could.

Legend has it that before the Ancient Era, there existed an era known as the Origin Era—a staggering 10 billion years past. The Origin Era marked the genesis and developmental heart of the Divine Martial Continent. frёeωebɳovel.com

In that era, humans were not yet the dominant species of the continent, nor were Demon Beasts. It was an age flourished with diversity.

Any records or texts detailing that era have since vanished; its remoteness has erased direct knowledge.

Yet, the Heavens Stars Great Array originated from that era.

Moreover, the array possessed immense capabilities: augmenting attacks, bolstering defenses, creating spatial chambers, and more. It was a formation of unparalleled power—a recognized cornerstone of the Buddha Domain.

What truly catapulted the Heavens Stars Great Array into renown was an event at the end of the Ancient Era, during which the Extraterritorial Celestial Race invaded, plunging the Divine Martial Continent into life-threatening crises multiple times. On one such occasion, the continent teetered on the brink of annihilation.

It was the unity of the Ten Great Ancients, who combined their efforts to deploy the Heavens Stars Great Array, that proved to be the decisive force in repelling the Extraterritorial Celestial Race, buying precious time for the continent. From then on, the array’s name became legend.

After the Ancient Era concluded, the Formation Art of the Heavens Stars Great Array was divided into six parts and entrusted separately to the Six Great First-Rank Powers.

This fragmented array art was naturally insufficient for cultivation. Furthermore, in today’s world, no martial cultivator—let alone a group—possesses the requisite strength to successfully set up the Heavens Stars Great Array.

Its practical value has waned significantly, but it retains a symbolic significance—it embodies the identity of one’s rank as a First-Rank Power.

Should any of the Six Great First-Rank Powers lose or have their respective sixth of the array’s Formation Art stolen, could they still claim to be a First-Rank Power?

Much like the Jade Seal of emperors in Earth’s ancient China, it held immense symbolic significance.

And now, Moku dared wager the Heavens Stars Great Array, his wolfish ambitions glaringly obvious. He sought nothing less than to expunge the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect from the ranks of the First-Rank Powers.

"..." Sheng Yingkun’s face turned frosty, his expression filled with murderous intent. He locked eyes with Moku, wishing he could slay him right at this moment.

Simultaneously, Sheng Yingkun’s heart plunged into despair. Today was unmistakably a day of calamity for the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect—far worse than he had imagined.

"What’s the matter, Brother Sheng? Are you scared?" Moku narrowed his eyes, a sinister "heh" escaping his lips.

In his gaze was pure provocation.

Moku’s meaning was crystal clear: whether Sheng Yingkun agreed or not, it would make no difference.

"This bet does seem intriguing, Brother Sheng. Since Brother Mo is so interested, why not just agree to it?" Zhang Danhe added casually, showing no hesitation in striking while Sheng Yingkun was down. After all, wasn’t that the point?

If the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect were destroyed, it would benefit the Mysterious Cloud Sect. Even in decline, the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect, as a First-Rank Power, harbored profound foundations that others coveted. Should it truly face eradication, the Mysterious Cloud Sect might not claim the lion’s share, but it could still feast generously.

"Could it be that you’re too afraid?" Elderly Hun Qing also chuckled, throwing Sheng Yingkun a scrutinizing glance with intentions much like Zhang Danhe’s.

Star Master and Wan Tonghai remained silent.

"Sect Leader, you mustn’t agree!" From afar, Yuu Tianyi and the other elders grew desperate, shouting anxiously, beads of sweat forming on their brows. Should Sheng Yingkun agree to this, the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect would surely face annihilation!

Sadness gripped Sheng Yingkun’s heart.

He desperately wanted to refuse, but could he even do so?

Moku’s wolfish ambition was no longer hidden—it was clear he aimed to destroy the Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect. While Moku still wore a smiling façade, should Sheng Yingkun reject him now, it was likely he would tear off the mask altogether.

In such circumstances, Sheng Yingkun could only agree—after all, agreeing offered the faintest sliver of hope. Didn’t it?

"I accept your wager," Sheng Yingkun declared firmly after taking a deep breath. "Now tell me, what are the terms?"

"Let’s wager on who will claim first place in the Six Great Sect War," Moku replied, his smile deepening in intensity. Sheng Yingkun was being led exactly as planned, agreeing to place his stake: "If someone from my Blood Demon Palace secures first place, I win. If first place goes to your Supreme Heavenly Fire Sect, you win."