vrcanaries Chapter 1739 The Ultimate Bomb!
Chapter 1739 The Ultimate Bomb!
The shadow guard looked up abruptly, his eyes wide with horror beneath his hood: "Sect Master! Cooperating with the Evil Core is a grave taboo in the entire cultivation world! Once exposed..."
"Expose?" Su Hongzhen laughed bitterly. "Is there anything more terrifying than wiping out an entire family? Do it! Now! Go right now!"
Looking at the sect leader's distorted face, which was almost completely broken and filled only with thoughts of mad revenge, the shadow guard knew that further persuasion was useless, and could only lower his head deeply: "...Yes, sir."
The figure then blended into the shadows and disappeared.
In the empty hall, only Su Hongzhen's heavy breathing could be heard.
He slumped back onto his throne, gazing at the exquisite carvings on the dome, his eyes empty and desperate, yet occasionally flashing with resentment and madness.
He could almost see the allied forces of the four major sects besieging the city, the protective array of the sects flickering violently and teetering on the verge of collapse. He could almost see Mingchuan's cold and contemptuous gaze.
"Cang Zi'ang... Mingchuan... It's all your fault! You forced me to this!"
He growled hoarsely, his fingernails digging deep into the jade of the armrest, leaving white marks.
"You want to destroy my Qingcheng Imperial Law Sect? You want to be the savior of the Spirit Realm? Dream on!" A twisted smile appeared on his face. "Even if I die, I will drag you all down to hell with me!"
Mad whispers echoed eerily in the hall, like the curses of demons.
Above the Qingcheng Imperial Law Sect, the protective array's light screen was thicker and brighter than ever before, yet it exuded a tragic and ominous air of desperate gamble.
A storm is brewing. This ancient sect has become a frightened bird, trapped in a desperate situation, ready to explode and injure others at any moment...
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After seeing off Sect Leader Ye, Sect Leader Mu, and other allies who came to support them, the area in front of the Wan Chuan Sect's Suspended Hall returned to its usual tranquility, but the invisible pressure had quietly dissipated by more than half.
Instead of rushing to recover, Mingchuan put on an even more convincing act of being seriously injured and in seclusion.
Apart from core members such as Jinman, Axiong, and Jizhou, as well as necessary stewards responsible for daily operations, all other disciples were told that the sect leader needed to rest in absolute seclusion and was not allowed to approach the rear hall area unless necessary.
In the rear hall, outside Mingchuan's private quiet room, the soundproofing and protective array was quietly activated to its maximum.
However, inside the quiet room, the scene was completely different from the gloomy atmosphere and the sect leader's imminent death that the outside world had imagined.
A soft, thick animal-patterned rug was laid on the floor, with a low table in the middle.
Mingchuan sat cross-legged on the plush carpet without any regard for appearances, holding a deck of cards made of top-quality spirit jade...
That's right, it's playing cards!
Hearts, spades, diamonds, clubs, JQKA, and even two Jokers, all painted with special pigments.
A faint light flashed, revealing characteristics of the cultivation world while retaining the essence of human-world playing cards.
Opposite him, Leng Xi, Ran Qianqian, and Dong Chuyan were also sitting on the ground, forming a circle.
Aside from Leng Xi, who remained upright and aloof, Ran Qianqian and Dong Chuyan also relaxed, their faces bearing long-lost, carefree smiles reminiscent of their memories from the human realm.
"A pair of Kings! I've got a pair!" Ran Qianqian threw down two cards with great confidence, raising her eyebrows triumphantly as she looked at Mingchuan.
Mingchuan looked at the hand of cards in his hand with a worried expression: "Queen Sissi, can't you give me a break? I've lost five hands in a row!"
Several thin strips of white paper were pasted on his face, trembling slightly as he spoke, which looked somewhat comical.
Dong Chuyan covered her mouth and chuckled softly, gently revealing a pair of Aces: "I'll take care of it too."
Leng Xi glanced indifferently at her few remaining cards, then looked at Ming Chuan's miserable state. The corners of her cold lips curved almost imperceptibly. She didn't say anything, but simply put down the last straight in her hand.
"Ah! I lost again!"
Mingchuan let out a wail, resignedly picked up a new white paper strip, and slapped it onto the center of his forehead.
At this moment, his face was covered with seven or eight swastikas, and with his deliberately feigned bitter expression, he looked like a failed zombie talisman experiment.
"That's not scientific!"
As Mingchuan shuffled the cards, he muttered to himself, "Back in Haicheng, my card skills were unmatched, if not unparalleled. How come I'm getting thrashed by the three of you here? There must be something wrong with these jade cards; they've been tainted by your immortal energy and no longer recognize me as their master!"
"Don't give me that!" Ran Qianqian scoffed, reaching out to poke the note on his face. "If you're bad at cooking, practice more, don't make excuses! We used to let you have your way, but now that we're in the cultivation world, everyone's cultivation has improved, and we're quick-witted and sharp-minded. Your little schemes are no match for us!"
Leng Xi rarely chimed in, saying, "Yes, luck in cards is like fate; you can't force it."
Even so, she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.
Dong Chuyan covered her mouth and chuckled softly: "Actually, it's because the three of us have been so bored since you came to the cultivation world. Every time we get together, we either play cards or mahjong."
"That's why your card skills have improved!"
Mingchuan glared at Ran Qianqian and Leng Xi: "Well, you two are up to no good!"
"Come on, let's play one more round! I refuse to believe my luck is really that bad!?"
Ran Qianqian scoffed, "You little loser, what are you going to do if you lose again later?"
"Hehe..." Mingchuan chuckled lewdly, "I'm completely out of things to stick on my face. If I lose again later..."
He pulled his clothes off, revealing his chest, looking every bit the part of a brothel owner!
"Pick as you please!"
"Go to hell! You shameless Mingchuan!" Ran Qianqian angrily shoved him away, and the three women's faces immediately turned as red as apples.
Dong Chuyan coughed and said, "Alright, alright, stop fooling around, let's continue."
Mingchuan rubbed his nose and reluctantly put on his clothes.
A new game begins.
After drawing the card, his eyes lit up slightly, but he quickly straightened his face, putting on a serious expression as if this hand was even worse...
He played single cards and small pairs cautiously, occasionally passing the cards with a sense of helplessness.
Ran Qianqian had no suspicions and continued her fierce attack.
Leng Xi continued to play his cards steadily, calculating the hand of each player.
Dong Chuyan then cooperated with Ran Qianqian in an attempt to suppress Ming Chuan.
After several rounds, there were fewer and fewer cards left on the table.
Ran Qianqian had only three cards left in her hand, but she exclaimed with unstoppable momentum: "Three of a kind with a single card! Nobody wants it, right? Haha, I'm leaving again!"
She threw out three Queens and one 3.
Leng Xi shook his head and passed the card.
Dong Chuyan said helplessly, "It's beyond our control."
It's Mingchuan's turn.
His previously submissive expression suddenly changed, a sly smile curving his lips. He slowly drew four cards and gently placed them on the low table: "Four 2s, a bomb!"
"What?!" Ran Xixi's eyes widened.
Mingchuan ignored her, then drew two more cards and gently placed them next to the four 2s: "Royal Flush."
Ran Xixi: "..."
A knowing glint flashed in Leng Xi's eyes; sure enough, this guy was faking it just now.
Dong Chuyan exclaimed in surprise, "You're pretty good! You've got some skills."
"The last one," Mingchuan said, holding the last remaining 3 of hearts between two fingers and flicking it out with a flourish. "Go!"
The game ended, and Mingchuan pulled off a stunning comeback, sweeping the entire field!
"Hahaha! The liberated serfs are singing!"