“6, 6, 6! No way! Somebody actually beat me, Lucky Seven?!”
Huh?! Bubai dazedly stared down at the perfect roll. He won? Just like that?
The room fell into a stunned silence for a heartbeat before bursting into uproar.
“Hey, hey, congratulations, little friend!”
Another gave languid claps while a bushy face spat, "Kek. Newcomer's luck."
The jealous guy’s curses were quickly drowned out by the host’s booming laugh.
“Hahaha, Brother Mo, congratulations! Seems you get to go first! I’m sure nobody has any opinions?”
A chorus of agreement followed.
"None here." "Second that." A nod here, a scoff there.
After rapping his temples again, old man Tai gave Bubai a congratulatory pat on the shoulder.
"Hey, hey, lucky you, little friend. You get first dibs on my old lady’s pool. These old bones can guarantee her innate yin spirit bones will satisfy you!"
Yin Spirit Bones?
Bubai looked at the drop dead gorgeous goddess dropping down in front of his seat and folding her legs beneath her as if she belonged on a pedestal.
She actually has an innate physique like Weiwei?
If he isn’t wrong...
Those born with such bones were said to live in harmony with yin, allowing them to recover yin energy many folds faster than any other women in the same realm.
Dual cultivation was all about harmonizing yin with yang.
If there’s not enough yin, yang was just another airbender stuck in place.
Thus, the more yin energy, the shorter the bottleneck periods.
Faster recovery naturally meant more energy overall.
In other words, she’s a top-notch cauldron!
There’s no need to expound on how invaluable this physique was in this dual cultivation sect.
And to think such a fine specimen will now be his to use!
Bubai felt his little brother’s excitement and almost slipped up right then and there!
No, no, no, focus!
Bubai kept his surging fire in check. The longer, the sweeter.
A faint smile cracked on his mask of calm, and Bubai acknowledged the old man’s goodwill. “Then, Senior Yinshe, Bubai will not be polite.”
"Aye! Go ahead and drain her as much as you want! Her Yin energy's more than enough for everyone to go a few rounds! Gahaha!"
The others also let out vulgar laughs, and Bubai got the hint. Oh no, this was far from the end.
Something... big was brewing again.
Jia Shizi clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention. "Alright! Let’s kick off round two!"
He shot Bubai a devilish grin. "Brother Mo, care to do the honors?"
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Bubai cursed inwardly. Merlin above, he was right.
Winning wasn’t the end, but the start!
But everybody knows that gambling more only leads to an inevitable end...
Victory was in hand, yet Bubai really felt his life is so hard.
Alas, he could only roll with it.
Another casual shake of the dice cage and the verdict tumbled out. "5, 3, 3."
This time, he landed in the middle grounds. Should be neither a loss nor a win.
Safe… for now.
After he passed the dice cage back to the old man next door, Bubai didn’t have the mind to bother with them anymore.
A little stiffy was stoking the embers of his desire into a wildfire…
Merlin’s beard, does this literal goddess not need to breath?!
Bubai wasn’t sure about that.
He only knows her tongue truly checked the criteria that can’t be mentioned, and that facial paralysis of hers gave him a hot sense of familiarity.
Running a hand through her gray hair that did little to ruin her prime appearance, Bubai’s hot eyes roamed all over her.
A shapely figure that was almost bare - save for the twin red flags capping the snowy mountains.
There was not much hiding spots here.
His eyes averted to another point of interest – the nails.
They were painted a soft white instead of the poisonous black he’d half-expected.
It was pure, just like her flawless shell that had zero visible signs of a signature gem.
Yet Bubai still had a nagging hunch he couldn’t quite suppress. “Could she be…?”
The ruddy-faced, grumbling loser beside him overheard the mumble and gave Bubai the kind of grin that oozed sleaze like oil on water.
“Little friend caught on quite quickly, aye? Hey, hey, not bad. Many can’t tell a thing once that sunstone’s hidden!”
As expected. Bubai’s suspicions were confirmed.
How could the Shadow Sun Clan have normal, living-and-breathing women in their ranks?
It’s just that… Bubai was curious. "Why don’t the other dolls hide their gems like that?"
Tai Yinshe nearly choked on his own spit and coughing lightly.
"Hey, hey, little friend, if only it were that easy! You have no idea how much it costs to pull off a simple trick like this!"
"This kind of treatment is only reserved for the high-class dolls! If it weren’t for her exceptional physique, she’d have just gotten the usual treatment to preserve her beautiful skin and skills."
Bubai’s eyes greedily gleamed when they flicked back to the service doll. “She’s a high-grade doll?”
A high-tier doll was rumored to be almost equivalent to a foundation realm cultivator! How can greed say no?!
"Aye, she used to be..."
The old man shook his head dejectedly.
"But after all these years, she’s nearing the end of the line and even lost her heavenly voice. Now, she can be counted to be mid-tier at best. Why else would the old coot hand her down to me?"
Bubai’s lips twitched.
Holy Merlin, this breathtaking goddess is actually a hand-me-down? Passed from one generation to the next like some kind of family heirloom?
Merlin’s beard, one can really never take things at face value.
It seemed even the most stunning faces masked tragic realities.
For some, human doll transformation is a luxury on the road of eternity.
For others, death is the real luxury. What a sad world.
At this time, the rattling of dice echoed one last time, and the room erupted into another uproar.
"Em what?! 5, 3, 2?! Em, thought it’s finally my time to shine, but it’s still one off?!"
Both the young and old looked over at self-doubting bald egghead sitting across from them.
Next to him, Jia Liang’s eyes was shooting daggers at Bubai, "Curses! Rotten luck actually gave him Madam Keiko!"
Wait, what? Bubai blinked, confused. Did he just… win again?
Bubai’s gaze instinctively drifted toward the winnings in question, just in time to catch the oriental widow giving him a sultry wink while licking her lips.
His lips twitched. Seriously? Two wins in a row? Just what kind of dogshit luck did he step on?
Even the wildest plots of cultural stories isn’t written this ridiculously, okay?!
Bubai barely registered what had happened when another congratulatory pat clapped his shoulder and the grandpa fox’s grinning face leaned in too close for comfort.
"Hey, hey, little friend’s future is looking bright! Let these old bones rub off some of that luck while I still can!"
Across from them, Jia Liang fumed. “Kek! As if that’s gonna work! No way he wins again unless he’s cheating!”
At this, the lazily lounging Mo Tianhe drawled, "Oh… words shouldn’t be tossed around so carelessly. Or... are you suggesting someone could cheat under Brother Shizi’s spiritual sense?"
Jia Liang’s face paled, and he cast a nervous glance at the host. "E-Elder C-Cousin, I-I didn’t mean it like that…"
A hearty chuckle came from Jia Shizi.
“Haha, Old Tian, don’t keep sowing discord! You know full well no one here dares cheat under my watch! Brother Mo is really just shining with luck today!”
Uh huh. No cheating here. It’s all pure luck… is what Bubai wanted to believe!
But, but- Why is that devil shooting him a sneaky grin that made him wanna cry?!?!
Just thinking of the implications...
Merlin above, it can’t be, right?! Yet, that’s the only likely conclusion!
He blissfully thought his winning streak was just bizarre luck, but...
Luck? Please. There’s no such thing in a gambling house! So...
Help! There really is a cheater here! But what to do if… the cheater’s probably the referee?!
Countless alpacas ran through Bubai’s heart.
Victory in hand, heavy losses on the horizon.
Today, the farmer clearly wanted to harvest more crop. The special, special type!
