Chapter 252.
The sky had only just darkened, and the Changle Gambling House was already brightly lit and bustling with people!
The number of residents in Dongwu Walled City was more than ten thousand, but there were more than a dozen gambling houses and gaming halls in the Walled City, and Changle Gambling House was quite famous among them, and there was an endless stream of gamblers coming over to play a couple of hands every day.
And this gambling house is exactly the business operated by Three Rivers Club!
In the spacious hall, hundreds of gamblers surrounded the ten or so gambling tables.
They were either nervous, expectant, frustrated, chagrined, or ecstatic.
Their expressions varied, but all of them seemed to have been seduced by the small dice on the table.
Every time the dealer opened the dice, different voices would ring around, sighing, cursing, laughing!
It was as if life was condensed into this.
The door of the gambling house was once again pushed open, and a young cultivator stepped in.
Everyone who saw this scene had their eyes light up.
This was because the visitor’s appearance was extremely handsome, with red lips and white teeth, beautiful features, and a prodigal and unruly temperament.
Within the scattered cultivators of the Dynasty, one really couldn’t find a few similarly flamboyant characters!
A few idle loose cultivators sitting by the corners gave each other a wink, then got up to welcome the young cultivator.
The young cultivator paused in his steps and raised his eyebrows.
But did not speak.
A loose cultivator greeted him attentively, “This gentleman, this is your first time at Changle Place, right?”
He had been mixing with gambling houses for years and had seen countless gamblers.
But this one in front of him was very unfamiliar.
However, the other party’s dress, as well as the temperament he exuded, was clearly not the kind of thing that a poor beeping casual cultivator could have.
At a glance, it was a hoarder, or a fat sheep!
The young cultivator said lazily, “Is there a problem?”
“No, there isn’t!”
The loose cultivator smiled apologetically, “My name is Zhao Si, I wonder if I have the honor to follow you by your son’s side in order to serve as a dog and horse?”
He meant, to put it bluntly, to be a temporary follower for someone, mixing up some tea fees.
The young cultivator sized him up and suddenly reached out to point at another loose cultivator next to him, “You’re it!”
That loose cultivator didn’t expect this errand to fall on his head and froze.
However, his reaction was quick, and he immediately bowed and saluted, “Junior Zhang San, I’ve met Your Excellency.”
Zhang San, Zhao Si ……
The young cultivator, that is, Wang Chen smiled, thinking that there was another fellow who wouldn’t be called Wang Wu, right?
It’s all fake names anyway!
He pulled out a storage bag from his sleeve and threw it to the other party, “Catch it, test the water first at night.”
“Yes!”
Zhang San numbly caught the storage bag and was overjoyed in his heart.
What does it mean to be an honored guest?
This is a fucking honored guest!
Wang Dust came to the nearest gambling table in a big way.
There were more than a dozen gamblers surrounding this table.
Many of them saw Wang Duan’s behavior and immediately some of them took the initiative to give up their seats.
Zhang San brought over a chair and waited for Wang Chen to take a seat, then stood beside him with a storage bag in his hand.
He stood beside him with a storage bag in his hand. He was a standard follower, with his chest and belly puffed out!
Presiding over the betting table is a heavily made-up woman, looks pretty good, is a bit heavy dust gas.
She threw a wink at Wang Chuan and asked daintily, “This Immortal Master looks very strange, dare I ask your name?”
There was a prevailing rule in the gambling houses of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and that was that the lotter must be a mortal.
No quasi-cultivator of the Mortal Transformation Stage would do!
This was to prevent the lotter from using spells to cheat, and to demonstrate the “fairness” of the gambling house.
In fact, in all the worlds, no matter where the gambling house, “fairness” is something that does not exist!
Of course, in the Immortal Cultivation world to open a gambling house, without strength and background is never OK.
If you can’t control the scene, just come to a cultivator to grab and run, then 100% will lose to the grandmother’s house.
Therefore, although this female dealer is a mortal, facing a group of cultivator gamblers including Wang Chuan, she didn’t show any slavery, on the contrary, her words were quite bold.
Opening her mouth, she tried to feel out Wang Chuan!
“Yan Qing.”
Wang Chuan replied, “Yan of Yan Ge, Qing of Qing Emperor, Prodigal Son Yan Qing!”
“Prodigal Son Yan Qing?”
The female lotus attendant was slightly stunned, then she smiled charmingly and said, “My slave, Jinniang, meet Immortal Master Yan.”
She also bowed profusely to Wang Chen.
Wang Dust nodded, “Reward.”
His words were simple and concise, but he was unable to straighten out the others.
Zhang San was considered to be very smart, but as usual, he was a beat slow to understand.
Hurriedly took out a spirit stone from his storage bag.
As a result, the disdainful gaze from Wang Chen made him almost ashamed of himself, and the hand he had just stretched out immediately shrank back.
Dongwu Walled City is a scattered cultivator settlement, everyone is not rich, come to play in the gambling house although there are many people, but even if you win a big bet, the reward to the lotter is at most one spirit stone.
Let the other party eat a little red, continue to prosper their own hand just.
Like Wang Duan, before even placing any bets, he first rewarded the dealer, and the reward of one spirit stone was too little.
That really made Zhang San’s knife scratch his ass!
Zhang San gritted his teeth, took out another nine spirit stones to make ten, and handed it to the Dutchman Jinniang.
He anxiously looked at Wang Chen.
Seeing that the latter did not react, he finally let go of his heart.
In fact, Zhang San wanted to grab this storage bag full of spirit stones and run away.
Running to other city fortresses, he would be able to mingle for a long time even if he was lying flat, and he would be able to have meat with his meals of spiritual rice.
Unfortunately, even if he had the guts, he wouldn’t dare.
Otherwise, the first thing that won’t let him go is the Changle Gambling House – how dare you blacken the spirit stones of your capital?
The first one to be spared is Changle Gambling House – how dare you blacken the spirit stone of your capital?
Originally, Zhang San had a small mind.
Now that he had seen Wang Chen make such a bold move, he instead wanted to be a proper lapdog follower!
“Thank you, Immortal Master Yan!”
Jinniang was also overjoyed, smiling with a pair of peach blossom eyes that were watery.
“Stop flirting!”
One of the gamblers couldn’t stand it anymore, “Open the game!”
Jinniang ignored the other party and rushed at Wang Duan after discharging electricity before unhurriedly holding up the dice cup.
It began to shake the dice.
At the same time, Zhang San told Wang Dust about the rules of play here.
The dice cup shaken by Jinniang had five dice inside, and gamblers could guess both the size and the number of points.
A bet on size pays one to two, a bet on points pays one to ten, and a bet on leopard pays one to fifty!
Bang!
Jinniang placed the dice cup heavily in the center of the croupier and yelled, “You may place your bets!”
The surrounding gamblers started placing their bets one after another, placing their bets on the corresponding areas.
They all bet on the size, and no one picked the number of points.
Zhang San used his eyes to ask Wang Duan.
Wang Dust: “Big.”
This time, Zhang San was much smarter and immediately took out fifty spirit stones from his storage bag and bet on “big”.
This bet exceeded the total amount of bets placed by the gamblers on the same stage!
At this moment, many gamblers gathered around to watch the action, surrounding the table.
After all, such a magnificent gambler like Wang Chen was a rare sight in Dongwu Walled City.
“Buy it and leave it!”
Jinniang shouted one last time.
After determining that no one would call the bet again, she reached out and grabbed a thin rope dangling in front of her.
With a sharp downward pull.