Lu Changsheng walked down from the platform, and Wang Cheng hurried over with his spirit stones at once. "Brother Lu, here are your winnings along with your wager."

Lu Changsheng took the spirit stones from Wang Cheng's hands—64,860 in total. It was a satisfactory haul indeed. However, had Lu Changsheng not dominated every single fight, defeating his opponents with unstoppable force, his odds would never have fallen so low, and his spirit stones would long since have topped a hundred thousand.

Still, even more than sixty thousand stones was a staggering figure. With that many spirit stones, he could buy six drops of Heavenly Spirit Water outright.

The seven grand elders of the Ancient Region Heavenly Sect roamed the Sacred Earth for years on end, and they only managed to gather eight drops of Heavenly Spirit Water. 

Lu Changsheng, on the other hand, had only just arrived in the Sacred Earth, and just by winning ten fights in the arena, even setting aside the ten thousand spirit stones for that one drop...