Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 632: Demon in the world, shocking gamble
Ruyi Gambling House was bustling with excitement.

Half-demon beauties with different shapes danced on the singing stage, while the princes, princes and grandsons drank among each other in the audience.

A gambling board made of white jade was erected high in the middle of the lobby. This group of top dandies from the Zhou Dynasty did not bet on ordinary things, and if they wanted to bet, they would only bet on the most shocking events in the world.

Not only did they bet on when Song Zhao would be executed, they even bet on which of the four demon gates would be broken first!
He didn't care how the soldiers at the border fought bloody battles and how they gave up life and death.

It's like what the sage's poem said: The warriors are half dead in front of the army, but the beauties are still singing and dancing under their tents.

The beacon fire of the Four Great Demon Passes cannot be transmitted to the Wenrou Township and Jinxiu Cave here.

Among them, the Ninth Prince Fu Wang gambled the most fiercely.

He carried a wine flask and walked around drunkenly, sometimes patting this person on the shoulder, and sometimes poking that person's lower back.

Sometimes they put their arms around each other, and sometimes they shouted loudly while drunk. The dandies were not afraid of him and made trouble with him.

This Ninth Prince is actually the leader of the dandies in the capital and the ancestor of everything absurd.

Today, the Zhou emperor has nine sons, and the ninth prince is the youngest. Although he was granted the title of king, he did not go to the land to become a vassal.

In fact, he had no fiefdom at all. Externally, the reason given by the emperor was that he was most partial to him and pitied his youth, so he deliberately kept him by his side and could not bear to leave him for a moment.

The Ninth Prince relied on the favor of Emperor Zhou to become uneducated and unscrupulous. Visiting brothels, opening gambling houses, asking for bonuses from officials, making friends with the children of aristocratic families in the major sects, and leading the elites of the aristocratic families to live and drink with him.

In short, he would do whatever it was that didn't work. The emperor repeatedly reprimanded and disciplined him, and he promised well in person, but he would always do it again after a few days.

As time went by, the emperor became too lazy to care about him.

Anyway, we don't expect him to succeed to the throne. In this case, it's just as absurd as it is absurd.

You laid-back girl, what if you were more indulgent? Could it be that the royal family couldn't afford to support an idle person?
In this way, the Ninth Prince's gambling shop became more lively in the capital.

He carried the wine pot, staggered drunkenly, pointed at the tall white jade roulette wheel, and laughed loudly: "I will not bet on anything else today, but I will bet on Song Zhao... I will come to Beijing in person in three days to plead guilty!"

He said drunkenly: "After she came to Beijing and asked her father to apologize, I will bring her here, cut off her meridians, destroy her Dantian, abolish her cultivation, and make a generation of geniuses come to my Ruyi Workshop to become a dancing girl." ...Revenge for my brother!”

"Hahaha……"

The arrogant laughter spread wildly amidst the noisy music and dance of silk and bamboo, causing all the dandies to cheer loudly.

Among them, even though some people frowned quietly, they only dared to feel dissatisfied secretly, but did not dare to argue outright.

In the corner of the chaotic gambling house, there was an old man with a limp. He was walking around the perimeter with a wine tray. Some gamblers had no more wine in their glasses, so he quickly walked up to them and filled their glasses quietly.

All the waiters in the room were beauties, but he was the oldest and ugliest one. With such an appearance, he should have been extremely out of place.

However, the fact is that the lame old man walked around the venue and listened to all kinds of... unpleasant conversations among the gamblers, but no one paid any attention to him.

Everyone inadvertently ignored him, as if he was in harmony with everything on the scene, and there was nothing strange about him.

The one making the noise was the Ninth Prince. Someone from the other sects’ true disciples whispered: “Brother Luo, are you, the Kunshan sect, really going to send people out this time? Then...will those three old men also go to the Fourth Sect? Great Demon Pass?”

Brother Luo said: "Several true brothers and sisters have already gone to the four major demon passes. Senior Brother's Ten Thousand Bone Sword happens to be missing a few demon spines. Let's go to the border pass, kill a few demons, and refine it." Well this baby is serious.”

Some dandies also said: "My old man took an errand as an envoy to the East China Sea a few days ago. Before leaving, he beat me up again and told me to be more honest at home. Well..."

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The lame old man listened to the audience and finally came to the drunken Ninth Prince. The old man poured wine for the Ninth Prince, who drank it all in one gulp. No one in the audience noticed that while the old man was pouring the wine, something transparent and invisible swam into the Ninth Prince's cup.

The various treasures carried by the Ninth Prince did not react to this, and the dead guards hiding in the dark around the Ninth Prince did not notice anything strange.

As soon as the Ninth Prince finished his glass of wine, the lame old man stepped back and quietly left the bustling lobby.

After leaving Ruyi Gambling House, the old man opened his palm, and a spinning compass appeared in his palm.

The compass needle whirled around for several times, and finally stopped unsteadily in the north.

The old man moved his feet, stepped into nothingness, and disappeared in the capital in an instant.

In the early morning of the next day, Kyushu time, Song Ciwan officially broke through the God Refining Stage, entered the Return to Void Stage, and became a true immortal!

Not only did she make a breakthrough, she also consolidated her cultivation and practiced all the techniques she knew thoroughly.

With the support of her cultivation space, she can sell her quarter of an hour in this world at any time for ten years, decades, or even hundreds of years...

Therefore, it seems that the time is short, but in fact Song Ciwan's time of hard training definitely exceeds that of most true immortals and demon saints in the world.

That's all she said, she finally counted and found out that she had been practicing for more than a thousand years in one day and one night.

Although she has been practicing for thousands of years, her determination has always been firm. When she truly breaks away from the state of cultivation, she will still inevitably have a vague feeling of the vicissitudes of time.

Song Ciwan gently stroked the Sun Chasing Shadow Sword in her hand and stepped out of the training room.

Outside the training room, in the small garden of Hanguang Liuli Residence, a big white goose was flapping its wings, chasing and pecking insects, and was having a great time minding its own business.

Those bugs were the black-armored bugs that Song Ciwan had specially left for him to raise.

The black-armored bug is at most equivalent to the combat power of a monster in its psychic stage, but now it has truly become a toy for the big white goose.

Song Ciwan asked the big white goose to take the bug back into the Five Poison Jar and take it out of Hanguang Liuli Residence and into the Demon Realm.

When the big white goose came to the devil's world, its eyes widened and it was startled.

Song Ciwan looked at it with a smile. The feeling of trance and alienation that he had had due to practicing for too long had naturally faded away a lot.

There are still many places to explore in the demon world, at least this tree. Song Ciwan has not been to the top of it so far.

But Song Ciwan suddenly felt that it was time for her to leave.

Demon world, come back another day.

Kyushu, Northern Territory.

At the junction of Yongzhou and Liangzhou, there is a cliff stretching for thousands of miles.

The cliff is stunning not only because of its height, but also because the top of the cliff is shrouded in pitch-black magic mist all year round. Mortals will die if they approach it, and ordinary monks will find it difficult to climb over it. Therefore, this cliff is also called the Cliff of Ten Thousand Demons.

Occasionally, demon cultivators appear here, hoping to use the demonic energy to practice. But the final result is often that the demon cultivator is also dissolved by the demonic energy here and dies.

Very few survive.

On this day, as the sun began to rise over Kyushu, a person suddenly appeared above the Ten Thousand Demons Cliff.