The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 1324

Chapter 1323 Han Houzhi, I’ll fuck your grandma!

“Sir, there’s an empty seat over there, let’s sit down!”

Luo Bingyao pulled He Pingsheng along.

The two walked through the bustling hall and found an empty seat.

Whispers and occasional bursts of laughter filled the hall.

As soon as they sat down, a woman in a pink Taoist robe came over and poured spiritual tea for He Pingsheng and Luo Bingyao with a smile.

He Pingsheng took a sip.

The spiritual tea is just ordinary spiritual tea; there’s nothing special about it.

He put down his spirit tea cup and looked at the slightly overweight shopkeeper behind the counter in the center.

The shopkeeper was smiling as he traded with all sorts of people who came to him.

Each time a transaction is made, the four-sided light membrane above his head flashes once, and each time the light membrane flashes, a certain odds on it will change.

He Pingsheng’s gaze finally fell upon the odds.

There were very few people up there, only seven in total.

The first one:

Li Ziwan, odds of 1 to 1.1.

The second one:

He Pingsheng, odds of 1 to 1.2!

puff……

He Pingsheng immediately spat out a mouthful of fragrant tea.

Damn it…

That’s fucking amazing!

I?

He Pingsheng?

My name is on it?

No… this…

He Pingsheng opened his mouth wide, indicating that he could not understand!

What does it mean that my name appeared in this casino?

This shows that the other party knows me very well.

Not only do casinos know me well, but ordinary immortals should also know me well.

If you don’t understand, who the hell would bet on me to win?

But the question is… how did they know?

He Pingsheng put his mind to work, frowning as he pondered.

First of all, since he came to Li Muyuan, he has basically never shown his face in public, and he has also strictly forbidden his son, Kong Jiaojiao and his apprentice Luo Bingyao from publicizing his name.

To put it simply, He Pingsheng felt that even the Xiling family might not know his real name!

What exactly happened?

Snap…

After thinking for a while, He Pingsheng suddenly slapped his thigh: I understand…

Han Houzhi!

It must be that bastard Han Houzhi, damn it, that guy spread my information around?

He Pingsheng felt incredibly frustrated.

Just then, Luo Bingyao suddenly screamed, “Master…you…you…”

As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed her slender fingers at the array light membrane above.

As a result, many people in the hall looked at Luo Bingyao and He Pingsheng.

On the one hand, it’s because Luo Bingyao is making a fuss over nothing.

On the other hand, Luo Bingyao’s appearance is stunning.

Of course, what interested everyone even more was that the master Luo Bingyao mentioned was actually four levels lower in cultivation than her, only at the eighth level of the Golden Immortal stage.

He Pingsheng glared fiercely at Luo Bingyao, and Luo Bingyao didn’t betray him. Instead, she changed her tune and said, “You…you…how come you threw up after drinking tea?”

Her sudden change of tone caused everyone to stop looking at them.

“Phew…” Luo Bingyao let out a deep sigh.

He Pingsheng continued reading.

He Pingsheng recognized the third name on the light film.

The odds are 1 to 1.5! (Unintentional scheme)

hehe……

Upon seeing this name, He Pingsheng chuckled: Ji Wuxin is quite the character; in just over 1,300 years, he has actually made a name for himself.

I wonder what Ji Wuxin’s cultivation level is now, back when everyone sailed to Li Muyuan together. He was only at the third level of the Golden Immortal stage.

The fourth one:

Xiling Tianchen, odds of 1 to 2.

Fifth:

Kong Shengji, odds of 1 to 2.

Kong Shengji and He Pingsheng naturally didn’t know this, but their odds were exactly the same as Xiling Tianchen’s.

That was somewhat unexpected.

Sixth:

Xin Baobao, odds are 1 to 2.5.

The seventh:

Dragon Clan’s Ao Xun, odds of 1 to 3.

Good heavens, there’s even a dragon?

Apart from Ji Wuxin and himself, He Pingsheng didn’t recognize any of the other people.

However… he had heard of this Xiling Tianchen, after all, he was a genius of the Xiling family. Even if He Pingsheng didn’t pay attention, Luo Bingyao did, and she often nagged He Pingsheng about him.

“Do you know her?” He Pingsheng gestured with his chin and asked Luo Bingyao.

Luo Bingyao nodded and said, “I’ve heard a little about them all, except for Ji Wuxin and Xin Baobao!”

“This seventh dragon, Ao Xun, goes without saying; he is one of the dragon clan’s geniuses among Li Muyuan!”

“The Dragon Clan is a major clan in the Immortal Realm, but they are not considered a major clan in our Li Mu Star System; their strength is relatively weak!”

“Hmm… The same goes for the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan. In our Li Mu Star System, these ancient god clans aren’t that great, but their strength shouldn’t be underestimated, especially in certain star systems dominated by the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, and Qilin Clan—then they’re formidable!”

“Yes!” He Pingsheng nodded.

Luo Bingyao continued, “I don’t know who Xin Baobao is in sixth place, I’ve never heard of her!”

“The fifth-ranked Kong Shengji comes from the Kong family of Beiyuan. It is an old and prominent family above Li Muyuan. Like the Xiling family, it also has an ancestor at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. The difference is that the Great Luo Golden Immortal of the Kong family of Beiyuan is more powerful!”

“Kong Shengji has an eighth-grade bloodline, but his cultivation level is unknown!”

“The fourth one is Xiling Tianchen, the holy son of the Xiling family. When Master first arrived, he had just broken through to the Golden Immortal stage. I don’t know his current cultivation level.”

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“I don’t know the third Ji Wuxin!”

“The second one goes without saying!”

“The first one… Li Ziwan!” When Luo Bingyao mentioned Li Ziwan, she took a sip of her immortal tea and said, “Strength unknown, cultivation level unknown, background unknown…”

“However… legend has it that she is a descendant of the Immortal Emperor Li Mu!”

“This one identity alone is enough to put her in first place!”

He Pingsheng also took a deep breath: Good heavens, a descendant of Immortal Emperor Li Mu!

“Esteemed seniors, fellow Daoists!” Just then, the fat man behind the counter cupped his hands to the crowd and asked, “Is anyone else going to bet… If no one is betting on disc number one, then I’ll close it for now and go check disc number two!”

The so-called “board number one” is the board we have now. There are seven people on the board, betting on who will win the overall ranking.

A casino certainly doesn’t just operate one type of gambling operation.

Besides the number one board, there’s another board for who will make it into the top ten, and another board for which prodigy will fall, and so on…

They come in all sorts of varieties.

Seeing that no one spoke, the shopkeeper then opened a second plate.

The name of the second plate is: Number One Fighting Power Fixed Investment.

In other words, this ranking is not based on overall strength, but only on combat power!

This time, there are only three people on the plate!

First: He Pingsheng, odds 1.1.

Second: Xin Baobao, odds of 1 to 2.

The third one: Ji Wuxin, odds of 1 to 3.

Holy crap…

He Pingsheng’s mouth dropped open.

This time, they’ve put me right in first place.

Han Houzhi, you son of a bitch!

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