Chapter 559: Fall Of The Gambling Hall (2/2)

Feiyun said: “220,000 spirit stones, 6,000 millennium spirit grass, the total value is around 300,000 stones.”

“You probably took everything there?” Ningshuai laughed happily at this monstrous sum.

The hall couldn’t be that rich either. This money must have been the betting money of everyone recently; all were taken by Feiyun now.

Perhaps they would face bankruptcy after this, unable to pay their debts. The bettors would lose out as well. The Xiyue Clan couldn’t handle this loss either.

Sure enough, many cultivators rushed to the hall, only to find an empty mess. Everything was taken by Feiyun, not a single stone or jade piece could be found.

The hall lord of this place was crucified on the roof. His blood has yet to dry.

Only a few slaves and maids were left behind. This demonic successor purposely spared them.

There was nothing they could do outside of getting ready to cry. A few cultivators that went all-in started to bawl. Who the hell were they going to complain to?

Ultimately, the hall was destroyed by these furious cultivators and became history.

“I feel that the entire treasury there should be more than 300,000.” Ningshuai looked skeptically at Feiyun: “So many bettors came for this tournament, it can’t end at 300,000 stones.”

“I’m telling the truth, not one coin more, not one less.” Feiyun smiled.

“Only an idiot would believe you.”

“You should, I only took what belongs to me.”

“Bullshit! The spirit pills and ingredients from the Grand Tutor’s mansion weren’t yours but you took them anyway.” Ningshuai gave him a dirty glance.

Feiyun righteously said: “That’s just one exception.”

“This is another exception, I bet. Just how much did you get from that place, just tell me! I will not covet it, a moralistic person like me won’t steal from you.”

“Only 300,000.” Feiyun repeated.

He suddenly stopped and looked ahead.

The Eight-step Imperial Carriage slowly halted in front of him. Yao Ji sat in the front with a whip made out of snakeskin. Though she was the driver, she was certainly more beautiful than anyone else, like a fairy from heaven.

This carriage was seven meters tall. She sat above on a pavilion looking like she’s from a painting.

“Young Noble Feng, you are indeed a dragon among men. You alone have destroyed the gambling hall with several thousand years of history. Yao Ji smiled. The mist around her slightly dispersed, allowing others to see her flawless features.

“You still want to work with me?” Feiyun asked.

“Of course.”

“Why should I work with you?”

“Why are you participating in the competition?” She smiled.

“Of course it is to become an imperial groom and marry Princess Luofu.”

“Her Highness is before you.”

He teased: “Does she wish to offer herself to me?”

Yao Ji glared at him: “Stop daydreaming. You’re smart enough to know what I’m implying.”

“I see no sincerity from the princess. No need for us to work together. Let’s go.” Feiyun and Ningshuai left without any hesitation.

Despite acting nonchalantly, he was pretty happy. The princess was still, more or less, his woman. If she were willing to do any act, including selling her body, just to become the empress, he would be truly disappointed.

“Princess, this person had taken the resources of the gambling hall. This is enough to buy plenty of manpower to defeat the Crown Prince.” Yao Ji said.

“This person is too greedy, it’s fine not to work with him.” The princess said coldly. Alas, she was lamenting her faith. Was there nothing else she could do?

She has never felt so helpless before, only able to watch the situation deteriorates towards the worst. She suddenly thought about Feiyun and became angry: ‘If he’s still alive, what the hell is he doing, why hasn’t he shown up yet?’

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