Qin Zhaoyue was full of disdain.
"What time is it? Why are you still thinking about boating?"
So playful, never doing anything serious.
Broken Ink: ...
Yin Zhe sighed inwardly. Where did he learn all this? He had so many clever phrases.
Working under Xiao Liu is no easy task. The fact that Sui Mo hasn't lost his breath yet shows his strong will.
The gaze directed at her inevitably carried a hint of pity, and she still helped translate.
She was referring to elixirs.
"Really? I have to say your accent is a bit heavy."
Is it an accent issue?
Sui Mo couldn't bring herself to be angry, fearing it would affect her still-unstable cultivation; she simply glared at His Highness.
Originally, the medicinal power accumulated in her body was more than enough to support her advancement to the fourth rank.
After all, I've been eating quite well lately, with pills made from herbs that are over fifty years old.
However, the previous battles and bursts of energy had taken a toll on him, and he was now feeling his strength waning.
Yin Zhe immediately took out a small porcelain bottle, "The pills from the Xuanji Guard, but... these pills are not cheap."
Qin Zhaoyue nodded and waved her hand generously, "Then what are we waiting for? Let her use it."
She can make a few jokes, but she's very clear about what's important and what's not.
“Suimo has money, she can pay.”
Hidden Hibernation: ...
Broken Ink: ...
The emotion shattered instantly; it really was her prince after all.
In the end, Suimo still had to shoulder the debt and take the elixir himself.
The effects of Xuanji Wei's pills were immediate, and his cultivation level was stabilized right away.
The white light and raging flames subsided slightly, and the remaining flames took on an eerie bluish-white hue.
It flowed silently over the twisted wreckage, molten metal, and charred ashes.
The fire dragon oil from the Western Regions is incredibly potent; if it hadn't been contained by Yin Zhe, it would have already spread by now.
Thick smoke billowed into the sky, but lacking sufficient fuel, the fire was already burning out and its momentum was waning.
Zhao Tai's eyes were glazed over, and a chill ran through his body.
This is the Nine Gates' stronghold, home to two of their leaders! And they've been defeated just like that?
To break through to the fourth rank on the spot and then easily protect so many people amidst the terrifying flames—what level of skill is that?!
His gaze fell upon Dice Heart Girl lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, and he couldn't help but shiver.
"What's wrong? Are you cold?"
Qin Zhaoyue's question immediately drew attention to Zhao Tai.
"No...no...not cold..." Her voice trembled under his gaze.
"Huh?" Qin Zhaoyue pointed at him. "Who are you again?"
Zhao Tai knelt down with a thud, "Zhao Tai, the fifth leader of the Four Seas Gang, pays respects to the first, second, and fourth leaders!"
The third leader isn't here; he's gone after Iron Scale Buddha.
Qin Zhaoyue suddenly realized, "Oh, it's the Fifth Leader. You don't need to bow so much to us in the future. Our Four Seas Gang doesn't have that rule."
"Yes, yes... I just got tired of standing and wanted to rest."
"What did you just see?"
"I'm blind! I didn't see anything!"
Zhao Tai blurted out without thinking, and immediately saw the chief's face darken.
"Huh? You didn't see anything, huh...?"
The pressure came like a tidal wave, seemingly overwhelming and penetrating everywhere.
"I saw it! I saw it!"
Zhao Tai didn't dare to stammer even a little, for fear of being even a fraction slower and following in the footsteps of Dice Heart Mother.
After racking my brains, I finally grasped the key point.
With the strength of these four, what is there about the Four Seas Gang that would make them want to make a special trip?
A betting game...yes, a betting game!
"The chief lord and Dice Heart Lady made a bet on the gambling industry in Fengjing. She lost but refused to admit it and even took the initiative to attack, which violated the code of the martial arts world!"
Wow, you're pretty savvy.
"Didn't you just say it was nonsense?"
"I used to be blind, but ever since I recognized the four leaders, I've suddenly become clear-headed and can see things clearly with piercing eyes."
Qin Zhaoyue looked suspicious. "Can you really believe what you're saying?"
"Yes! Absolutely!" Zhao Tai thumped his chest loudly.
"I am an honest man, and I have a good reputation. People in the community call me Zhao the Honest."
"I see..." Qin Zhaoyue took two steps forward, leaned down, and whispered.
"Zhao Laoshi, this is our first time dealing with you, and you've already cheated us once. If you do it again..."
Zhao Tai knew that his mission to Chengyuan to deliver the message had been exposed, and he quickly swore an oath:
"If this happens again, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death!"
Qin Zhaoyue patted his shoulder, "Good boy."
He stood up, his gaze falling on Yin Zhe beside him, a hint of pride on his face.
Yin Zhe didn't quite understand. Was he trying to curry favor with her?
That's exactly what Qin Zhaoyue meant.
She was only supposed to supervise, but she not only demonstrated superb gambling skills, but also helped to win over her underlings.
Once we take over Chengyuan, it wouldn't be a problem to share a little bit of the benefits, right?
Just like those dice cups, they're good enough to replenish the inventory of the Rare Treasures Pavilion.
They were exchanging glances when the sound of fighting came from not far away.
But Dou Zhan and Tie Lin Fo were still locked in fierce combat.
The Iron-Scaled Buddha's ruler was pitted and broken, with a section broken off at the top. At this moment, his breathing was disordered and he was already at a disadvantage.
He didn't expect that the other party would rush out of the sea of fire without hesitation, braving the fire dragon oil from the Western Regions, before he could even create distance.
After another fierce battle, they were forced to retreat.
When he saw several figures outside the courtyard in the distance, Iron Scale Buddha's eyes widened in fury.
Dice Heart Lady lay prostrate on the ground, her fate unknown!
He couldn't even defeat the person in front of him, let alone a hidden Divine Martial Realm expert. His fate would be no different from that of Dice Heart Maiden.
Now, he has given up the idea of continuing to run away, and only one thought remains in his mind: stall!
To gain a foothold in Fengjing by stepping on the Nine Gates, one cannot do it solely through force.
Even with a Divine Martial Realm expert present, and even with elaborate schemes, as long as they can sit down and negotiate, there is a chance of survival.
At this point in the battle, Iron Scale Buddha was well aware that his opponent was using him as a sparring partner to hone his martial arts skills.
However, after he forcibly used the secret technique, his true energy was insufficient, and his meridians were sore and painful from the impact, making it increasingly difficult for him to even defend himself.
This can't go on!
Iron Scale Buddha acted decisively, suddenly channeling all his true energy to force his opponent back a step, and then teleported away and disappeared.
The fight was not unexpected; it was merely a desperate struggle.
At the opponent's speed, it's impossible to create any distance.
But instead of retreating, Iron Scale Buddha advanced, and when he reappeared, he was already under the Bodhi tree in the front yard.
The Bodhi tree had gnarled branches, and a slender-necked glass bottle hung from each branch.
The opportunity was fleeting, and Iron Scale Buddha forced himself to act despite the emptiness within his body.
All the glass bottles shattered at the same time, instantly releasing a strong, pungent smell of blood.
The dark red liquid did not fall to the ground, but instead turned into a blood mist that tightly enveloped him.
With their vision obstructed, a suppressed roar could be heard from within the blood mist!
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