Chapter Fifty: Only Plays Pai Gow

My body suddenly went limp and collapsed onto the two cunning dogs, who barked wildly and wriggled out from beneath me. The rooster in my hand also broke free, flapping its wings furiously and managing to fly just a short distance at the bottom of the well. Sumeru was extremely heavy, falling onto me and nearly squeezing the bile from my body. The two dogs regained their composure and immediately lunged at Sumeru’s bald head, their jaws open to bite. Sumeru was startled and rolled hastily, barely dodging the attack, then lifted his foot...

The wizard was stealthily making his way through the catacombs toward Kainheim, while Ansenphia’s voice continued to echo directly into his mind from the communication crystal hanging at his neck.

It raised its head and sniffed with its nose; its hourglass-shaped pupils turned round and then narrowed into slits like a cat’s eyes.

To quote the martial artists of Mount Shu: “There is no such thing as a useless talent or a worthless battle beast, only worthless people.” Yue Yang wholeheartedly agreed with this sentiment.

Standing atop a block of hard ice, he took out from his chest a red, round object resembling a pocket watch and glanced at the glowing red dot displayed upon it.

Yet the cost was that the last bit of Red Moon’s power was finally exhausted, and it was about to fall into a dormant, standby state.

He looked behind him—the stone wheel had vanished completely. All that remained was the endless expanse of green prairie.

He could not see through it. This was Ye Han’s own feeling: the higher he stood, the farther he saw, and the stronger he became, the more he realized his father was still shrouded in thick layers of mist, unfathomable.

Looking again, Mr. Chunyu was trembling all over, the Eastern Hall Master’s gaze turned regretful, and he gently shook his head.

“I’m going to tell Father! That damned white dragon!” he shouted angrily through the spiritual bond of their contract.

“Can you teach this old man how to roll away like that?” the Immovable Sovereign admitted he had never learned such a graceful way to depart.

Meng Xuan Ying was truly at a loss, her face on the verge of tears, looking at Ling Jing with a soft and delicate appearance that aroused a spontaneous sense of pity—except in Li Wuxin and Ling Jing themselves.

Yun Qing’s voice was gentle and faint, so light it seemed to dissipate the moment it left his lips. He stood quietly, looking at Li Wuxin; his voice, though soft, was powerful.

As he spoke, he threw a punch at the leader’s chest. Fueled by anger, this blow carried the force of the Nine Yang technique. The three men were trapped by some unknown force, unable to move, and could only watch helplessly as Da Niu’s fist landed on the golden figure.

He rushed toward Gu Feng at great speed; with his level ten spiritual master cultivation, capturing Gu Feng would be easy.

“No, young master, young master, Ling’er loves you. I can do so much for you, please don’t abandon me like this—” Wan Ling’er’s face was filled with sorrow as she reached out to embrace Xiao Qingcheng’s foot.

Zhao Fuxin did not know what day it was today; he thought it best to ask, and besides, he still didn’t know Mr. Mu’s full name.

For these people, the bonus was secondary; face was a much more significant factor. What they desired most was for the raw jade in their hands to yield the highest quality of jadeite.

Some people wore strange expressions, while others came forward to welcome her; they believed Song Yiyi was not as the rumors made her out to be.

In the end, when everyone looked at each other and no one could reach a conclusion, their attention fell upon the still-empty main seat.

Jin Liunian’s gentle and handsome face betrayed no emotion; he only watched Dan Lingyun’s apparent flight with a knowing smile. To Leng Yue, however, his expression carried a hidden meaning.

Hou Quanhai had originally walked halfway, then suddenly remembered that the patient was suffering from reflex vomiting and coronary heart disease, so he turned back immediately.

Jian Yan and Xu Zhen listened to the chorus of congratulatory voices, their faces full of joy. They thanked everyone while urging them to eat and drink well, and after the meal to sing songs, for the company would be closed tomorrow.

As for Wu Song, the actions of Lin Ye would only provoke the ferocity within him, raising his combat prowess to another level.