Chapter 252
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Chapter 252: The Nobleman
As dusk fell, the Chang Le gambling house was already ablaze with lights and bustling with noise!
Dongwu Town, with a population barely over ten thousand, boasted more than a dozen gambling houses and maiden halls. Among them, the Chang Le gambling house stood out, drawing a constant stream of gamblers each day.
This gambling house was a venture of the Sanjiang Association!
In the expansive hall, hundreds of gamblers clustered around a dozen gambling tables.
Their faces displayed a spectrum of emotions—tension, anticipation, frustration, regret, or elation.
Though their expressions varied, all seemed entranced by the small dice on the tables.
Each time the dealer lifted the dice cup, a chorus of reactions filled the air—sighs, curses, and hearty laughter!
Here, the myriad facets of life seemed to converge.
Once more, the gambling house’s door swung open, and a young cultivator strode in.
Those who noticed him couldn’t help but brighten at the sight.
The newcomer was strikingly handsome, with red lips, white teeth, and fine features, exuding a roguish charm.
Among the loose cultivators, who lived precariously day by day, such a dashing figure was a rare sight!
Several idle loose cultivators seated in a corner exchanged glances, then rose to approach the young cultivator.
The young cultivator halted, raising an eyebrow.
Yet, he remained silent.
One of the loose cultivators greeted him warmly, “Young master, is this your first visit to Chang Le House?”
Having frequented gambling houses for years, he had seen countless gamblers, but this one was unfamiliar.
The young man’s attire and demeanor clearly set him apart from the typical penniless loose cultivator!
He was unmistakably a wealthy nobleman or a prime target!
The young cultivator responded lazily, “Is there a problem?”
“N-no!”
The loose cultivator smiled apologetically, “I’m Zhao Si. May I have the honor of accompanying you, to serve as a servant or maid?”
In essence, he was offering to act as a temporary aide for a small gratuity.
The young cultivator eyed him, then suddenly pointed to another loose cultivator nearby: “You! You’re the one!”
The chosen loose cultivator was taken aback, not expecting the task to fall to him.
But he quickly recovered, bowing respectfully, “I’m Zhang San, at your service, young master.”
Zhang San, Zhao Si…
The young cultivator, Wang Chen, smiled, musing, I wonder if the next one will be Wang Wu!
After all, these were all pseudonyms!
He retrieved a storage bag from his sleeve and tossed it to the man: “Catch this; let’s see how it goes tonight.”
“Yes!”
Zhang San swiftly caught the storage bag, his heart brimming with joy.
What defines a noble guest?
This, right here, is the epitome of a noble guest!
Wang Chen strode confidently to the nearest gambling table.
Around this table, a dozen or so gamblers had gathered.
Several, upon noticing Wang Chen’s commanding presence, immediately vacated their spots.
Zhang San fetched a chair, assisted Wang Chen in sitting down, and then stood beside him, holding the storage bag.
With his chest puffed out and belly protruding, he embodied the quintessential assistant’s demeanor!
The dealer at this gambling table was a woman adorned with heavy makeup; her appearance was passable, though she carried an air of worldliness.
She cast a coquettish glance at Wang Chen and inquired sweetly, “You seem unfamiliar, may I have the honor of knowing your esteemed name?”
In the world of cultivation, it is a common rule that gambling house dealers must be ordinary mortals.
Even those in the Transcendence Realm are barred from this role!
This is to prevent dealers from using magic to cheat, thereby upholding the gambling house’s facade of “fairness.”
Yet, in countless realms, true fairness in gambling houses is a myth!
Naturally, operating a gambling house in the world of cultivation demands both strength and a formidable background.
Without the ability to maintain control, any passing cultivator could easily seize and flee with the winnings, resulting in catastrophic losses.
Thus, despite being a mortal, this female dealer did not display servility in the presence of cultivators, including Wang Chen; instead, her words were audacious.
She wasted no time in probing Wang Chen’s background!
“Yan Qing,”
Wang Chen replied, “the Yan from Yan Ge and the Qing from Qing Di, the Roaming Prince Yan Qing!”
“Roaming Prince Yan Qing?”
The female dealer was momentarily stunned but quickly recovered with a flattering smile, “I am Jin Niang, pleased to make your acquaintance, Immortal Master Yan.”
She even executed a graceful bow towards Wang Chen.
Wang Chen nodded, “Reward.”
His words were succinct, yet they left the onlookers perplexed.
Zhang San, though quite sharp, still took a moment to grasp the meaning.
He hastily retrieved a spirit stone from the storage bag.
However, a scornful glance from Wang Chen made him feel utterly mortified; the hand he had just extended quickly withdrew.
Dongwu Town was a haven for loose cultivators, and none were particularly wealthy.
Though many frequented the gambling house, even those who won big would tip the dealer no more than a single spirit stone.
It was merely a gesture to curry favor and hope for continued good fortune.
Someone like Wang Chen, who tipped the dealer before placing a bet and considered even one spirit stone insufficient—was truly exceptional.
That really made Zhang San feel like a small knife was cutting his backside!
Zhang San gritted his teeth, took out nine spirit stones to make ten in total, and handed them to Dealer Jin Niang.
He anxiously glanced at Wang Chen.
Seeing that the latter did not react, he finally relaxed.
In fact, Zhang San desperately wanted to grab this storage bag full of spirit stones and run away.
He could go to another town, lie low, and enjoy a long time of comfort with spiritual rice and meat for every meal.
Unfortunately, even if given the courage, he wouldn’t dare to do it.
Otherwise, the first to come after him would be the Chang Le gambling house—how dare they steal my spirit stones?
They would skin me alive!
Zhang San originally had some sly thoughts.
But now, seeing Wang Chen spend so generously, he instead wanted to act properly and be a loyal follower!
“Thank you, Immortal Master Yan!”
Jin Niang was also pleasantly surprised, her peach blossom eyes sparkling with joy.
“Stop being flirtatious!”
A gambler could no longer endure it: “Let’s start!”
Jin Niang ignored him, sidling up to Wang Chen, and finally, calmly picked up the dice cup.
She began to shake the dice.
At the same time, Zhang San explained the rules of the game to Wang Chen.
Jin Niang’s dice cup contained five dice; gamblers could guess whether the roll would be big or small, as well as the specific number.
A correct guess on size paid two to one, a correct guess on the number paid ten to one, and hitting a triple paid fifty to one!
Bang!
Jin Niang slammed the dice cup down in the center of the gambling table and shouted, “Bets can be placed!”
The surrounding gamblers began to place bets, putting their wagers on the corresponding areas.
They all guessed size, with no one choosing a specific number.
Zhang San looked at Wang Chen questioningly.
Wang Chen replied, “Big.”
This time, Zhang San was much sharper; he quickly took out fifty spirit stones from the storage bag and placed them on “Big.”
This bet exceeded the total amount wagered by all the other gamblers at the table!
At that moment, many gamblers gathered to watch, surrounding the table so closely that not a drop of water could escape.
After all, it was rare to see a big spender like Wang Chen in Dongwu Town.
“Final bets!”
Jin Niang shouted at last.
After confirming that no one else would bet, she reached for a thin rope hanging in front of her.
With a quick tug downwards, she pulled it hard.
