I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

At this point, the high-earning man actually trusted Zhang Yangqing a great deal.

Zhang Yangqing's brilliance lay in the fact that he simply asked about the rules of the game, and then easily won his favor by demonstrating his consistent winning streak.

Because he's already figured out that this guy is a gambler, and what do gamblers want? Naturally, they want to win! If I can win, he'll definitely like me!

When the white-collar man asked him why he had stopped, Zhang Yangqing leaned closer to him, lowered his voice, and said earnestly, "That's how casinos are. If you win too much, they can't afford to play, and things will go wrong, you understand?"

This already hinted at the casino's unspoken rules, and Zhang Yangqing had long since noticed that something was amiss in the atmosphere around him.

Moreover, the Mouthless Strange Man had mentioned this before: he won too much, and then trouble ensued.

The high-earning man paused for a moment, then looked at the unfriendly-looking dealers and croupiers around him, and began to calm down.

He had just won too much and was so engrossed in it that he didn't notice anything around him.

Only now did I realize that the attention of the other gamblers had been drawn to me, and their purpose was obvious.

There are rules in this casino, but what about outside of it?
Moreover, if he continues to win like this, it seems the bookmaker is trying to get rid of him.

He's already won back his principal and interest this time, so that's enough.

The white-collar man nodded, put away his chips, stood up, left the place, and then looked at Zhang Yangqing beside him with sincere gratitude in his eyes: "Brother, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have lost everything again today."

Zhang Yangqing waved his hand and casually asked, "I'm curious, where did you get all these treasures? I see you always bring a lot of good things with you every time you come."

The white-collar man looked around warily, making sure no one was paying attention to them, before leaning close to Zhang Yangqing's ear and whispering, "To be honest, I know a special place, something like a secret realm, but only I can get in. There seems to be a barrier inside, so I can only gamble by digging up scraps from the outside."

Zhang Yangqing nodded. This was probably the information the rules were telling him to let him win in order to gain favor with the player.

This guy has a special physique, allowing him to enter secret realms that perhaps only 'humans' can access, but he doesn't know how to break through them.

Zhang Yangqing then asked, "Can you take me to see it?"

At this point, Zhang Yangqing had already suspected that the place where this guy obtained these treasures might contain the teeth of the Ancestral Dragon.

The white-collar man hesitated for a moment, and Zhang Yangqing pushed all the chips he had just won in front of him: "These are for travel expenses."

The white-collar man's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly: "Okay! I'll take you there! But it's a bit far, outside the city, so it's quite a walk."

Zhang Yangqing stood up and winked at the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes, who immediately followed him.

On the other side, the mouthless monster was standing next to the copper-skinned monster, waiting to gamble with the middle-aged demon.

He glanced in the direction Zhang Yangqing had left, then looked at the energy crystal in his hand, and took a deep breath.

He was indeed a little worried that Zhang Yangqing, his "pillar of stability," hadn't come along.

But for Zhang Yangqing, this wasn't his main concern. He didn't live here, and it wasn't strange, so why should he worry about it?
They've already done more than enough by helping me find clues and giving me a chance.

You lost your son yourself, and you can't even win him back, so your "unwavering belief in victory" is just empty talk.

As for how Zhang Yangqing tricked Tongpi Weiqi, it's very simple. He told Tongpi Weiqi that if he appeared with him, the suspected demon would be hesitant and timid.

Because of a minor conflict between the Copper-Skinned Ghost and the middle-aged Demon, the Copper-Skinned Ghost happened to appear next to the Mouthless Ghost.

Zhang Yangqing said he would observe from the shadows and offer his help.

As for how they observed it, that's none of your concern. Besides, Zhang Yangqing appeared as a mediator and mediated the conflict between the middle-aged demon and the strange copper-skinned man.

He couldn't possibly side with the Copper Skin Monster; that would arouse suspicion from the middle-aged demon.

Not showing up is actually the best option.

In reality, Zhang Yangqing was just too lazy to care.

Outside the north of Yudu City, there are towering mountains that stretch endlessly, shrouded in mist and shrouded in darkness.

The fog here is thicker than in the city, churning and flowing as if it were alive.

The mountain is steep and rugged, with a few twisted, withered trees occasionally peeking out from the cracks in the rocks, like fingers reaching out from the depths of hell.

When Zhang Yangqing arrived here with the high-earning man, he stopped in his tracks.

He looked up at the surrounding mountains, his gaze shifting from one mountain to another, as if he were looking at something that others couldn't see.

Then he frowned and slowly said, "It's actually a man-made dragon vein?"

The beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes and the high-earned man were both dumbfounded upon hearing this.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes blinked her eyes and asked in confusion, "Can dragon veins be artificially created?"

The high-earning man nodded in agreement, his expression as if he were listening to gibberish.

He'd been living in Yudu for so many years, and this was the first time he'd ever heard that word.

Zhang Yangqing didn't rush to answer, but instead pointed to several mountains in the distance: "Look at the way those mountains descend from east to west, like a series of steps. And over there, two mountains stand facing each other with a gap in the middle, that's a 'gate'. And over there, a stream meanders down the mountain, making seven turns before flowing into an underground river, that's 'water'."

He paused, then looked away: "Manufacturing a dragon vein is almost impossible, because the cost of creating it far exceeds its value. Even if a powerful being could do it, they wouldn't do something so troublesome, but this is what we have right now."

The beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes and the white-collar man followed his finger and looked for a long time, but they couldn't figure it out.

In their eyes, those mountains were just ordinary mountains, crooked and messy, not worth mentioning.
But Zhang Yangqing spoke so eloquently that they could only nod repeatedly, indicating that they had "learned something new."

Being around a big shot is awesome.

At this moment, Zhang Yangqing was thinking: Could it be that a master used the ancestral dragon's tooth as a catalyst to create a dragon vein? If that's the case, then the energy of the ancestral dragon's tooth far exceeds his imagination.

The white-collar man led the way, and the three of them wound their way through a dead forest, crossed a ridge, and finally arrived at the entrance of an underground cave hidden behind a rock wall.

The entrance was very narrow, only allowing one person to pass sideways. If it weren't for the white-collar man leading the way, it would have been impossible to find it.

The cave was even darker inside than outside, with damp and cold air carrying a faint smell of decay.

Water dripped from the stalactites overhead, and the ground beneath our feet was covered in slippery pebbles and moss.

The further you go in, the larger the space becomes, but the more dilapidated it becomes. Some areas have collapsed, some have deep cracks, and some are covered with strangely colored fungi.

The white-collar man walked along, a hint of smugness in his voice: "Last time I got drunk, I rolled down the mountain and fell into this cave, which is how I found this place. If it weren't for my good luck, who would have found a place like this?"

Zhang Yangqing casually asked, "You brought me here without worry? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you or rob you?" (End of Chapter)