Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 280 You're from out of town (35)

Arriving at a teahouse, Fu Wan wanted to pay first after entering the door, and the waiter smiled and said, "Which sect are you from, monk?"

"…How do you know I'm from out of town?"

The waiter took a step back and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, monk. We are from another place and we won't cheat you. This is a teahouse opened by Qiming Sect. You don't have to pay when you come in. Play a game of cards with our owner first. Our owner will take a look at your strength and then decide how much to charge."

"That's it."

"It's like this. You drink your tea first, I'll go and ask the shopkeeper to come. If you don't understand anything, here are the rules of our teahouse, please read it first."

The waiter here is a mortal, and he doesn't use any magic to show things to people, but a booklet.

The booklet is printed very beautifully. You don’t have to put it back after reading it, you can take it away.

There are also quite a few pictures in it, all of which are promotional drawings by the Danqing Sect in cooperation with the Qiming Sect. The booklet is quite interesting to read, and I wrote down the contents unconsciously.

Qimingmen is not short of money, and this brochure that can promote itself is also made to perfection.

After reading the booklet, Fu Wan roughly understood why Qimingmen did this.

The better you play cards, the better your luck will be, the more blessings of luck and authority you will receive, and the faster your realm will be improved.

And after the authority was stripped away, blessings were bestowed very frequently.

The blessing from the gods still needs to be passed on, but the independent authority will not care so much and will give it as long as the conditions are met. This has further stimulated the monks here and made them addicted to playing cards.

After knowing the reason, Fu Wan felt that the people in this place were too stupid.

The ownerless power is a good time to use it for one's own benefit. If left alone now, the people here may not know how cruel the outside world is, and how much improvement power can bring to them.

These giant babies raised by heaven are so annoying.

While he was thinking, the owner of the teahouse was invited out by the waiter and sat in front of Fu Wan under the guidance of a female monk.

Looking at the girl holding a cane, Fu Wan's face froze and he couldn't help but ask, "Are you blind?"

"A monk from another place?" the female monk who was supporting the shopkeeper and acting as the referee asked with a smile.

"……Yes."

"This is Du Ting, the owner of the teahouse. She is also one of the top four people in the previous enlightenment competition. You are lucky today. The owner is not out. Normally, you don't have the chance to play cards with the owner."

Fu Wan no longer wanted to know how the other party could see through him, nor did he want to know why the owner of the teahouse was a blind man.

He now only wants to prove his strength as quickly as possible so as to break into the Qiming Gate and find where the power lies.

Moreover, the opponent was just a mortal, and a blind one at that. He had used all his money to draw cards. Fu Wan didn't believe that the opponent could kill him in seconds!
"Okay, seconds."

Looking at the situation on the cards, Fu Wan found that his death was a bit too sloppy.

After reviewing the game carefully, he found that there was no problem with the opponent's card-playing order, and there were no violations in the whole process, but from the middle he entered a stage that he could not understand, and then he was eliminated.

Noticing that Fu Wan didn't move, Du Ting smiled and said, "Your idea is very good, but you didn't pay attention to the small details such as the card difference and the control of the field, but overall it is still very good. I happen to be short of players here, are you willing to join?"

Fu Wan originally thought that he was going to be eliminated, but unexpectedly, he was invited. Looking at Du Ting in disbelief, he asked excitedly, "Can I?"

"Well, actually, I decided to keep you after seeing your deck. The integration of your deck is very unique, and you should be able to make achievements in the direction you are good at in the future. Then I ask again, are you interested in joining my teahouse and becoming a card player in our teahouse?"

"I am willing!"

Over the next ten days, Fu Wan continued to learn various routines and research various ways of playing. He felt that the deeper he studied, the more he could feel how unfathomable Du Ting was.

"Soul of Heaven" is more complicated than he thought. The strategies and luck contained in it are like a treasure trove. Every exploration will lead to new discoveries.

Every time a new card is released, it is a carnival. Different cards will shine in different decks. New construction ideas are born from these new cards, making the game's card pool thicker and more interesting.

He even participated in several competitions, where various strong players stood out and he also made many good friends.

It was not until he found a peach in his pocket for no reason that he remembered that he had other purposes.

Holding the peach, the voice of the God of Wealth sounded in his mind: "How are you doing now?"

Looking at his deck and the opponent who had just been defeated but was still enthusiastic, he calmly replied: "The situation is good. I have now infiltrated the Qiming Sect under the pseudonym Fu Wan and am actively developing my network here. Just now, I defeated a genius from the Qiming Sect. The sect will give me a lot of rewards, and I will definitely be able to make further progress in the future."

“…You are telling the truth, but why do I feel something is wrong?”

"Star Lord, you are worrying too much. My sincerity to you is evident to all. By the way, I need a lot of money to hide recently, so please give me some spirit stones."

"You haven't made any contribution, so I can't ask you directly. How about this? I will give you five spirit stones separately, and then deduct it from your contribution."

"……All right."

I thought I could get hundreds of spirit stones by now, but I didn't expect there were only five.

Thinking back on my contribution, if not tens of thousands of spirit stones, it should be at least ten thousand.

I didn't expect that the God of Wealth would be so stingy. He only gave me five spirit stones and wanted to deduct them from my future contributions.

In comparison, the monks of Qimingmen are generous and offer more rewards in competitions, which is in stark contrast to the stingy God of Wealth.

And you are the god of wealth. How can you be a source of wealth if you are so stingy?

This amount of money is not even as much as the prize given in the competition. It is really disappointing.

Although he was dissatisfied, Fu Wan only complained twice and then decided to continue working for the God of Wealth.

After all, his martial arts was also related to the Dao of Qi and Luck. The reward given by the other party was a shortcut to his success, so he could only work against his conscience.

With a sigh, Fu Wan continued playing the game and won the championship very smoothly.

This competition is more formal. Although not as large as the Dao Proof Competition, there are still many strong people participating.

After winning the championship, Fu Wan feels that his strength is getting stronger and stronger.

When Fu Wan saw the reward given by Qian Kuan, he felt his breathing quicken.

(End of this chapter)