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Chapter 905

Words:1853Update:22/06/21 08:05:01

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After flying for two months, the Cloud Sea Flying Ship began to approach the Upper Forest Valley. Most of the Swordsman on the ship were familiar with the Cloud Sea Sky Region!

Swordsman, after all, were unruly by nature. How could they not gamble when they wandered the world? When they arrived, it was the annual season of the Upper Forest Valley's Donkey Gambling Season!

Every small continent had its own foundation. Most of them relied on resources, some relied on business, some relied on thighs, and some relied on killing and plundering. Everyone had their own way of survival. The seven small continents around the Upper Forest Valley relied on gambling!

Thus, it became the most famous gambling den in the upper realm of Zhou Xian!

Gambling, there was no time limit! In the Upper Forest Seven Continents, there were countless gambling venues and gambling methods. Just like the gambling houses in the mortal world, there would always be one that was suitable for you and you would be willing to bet on it.

However, these gambling methods could also be used in other small continents. The reason why this place was so prosperous was because most of the gamblers in Zhou Xian gathered there. The gambling was bigger and more exciting!

The reason why this place had such a high status in the gambling forest was because there was a method that other small continents could not do. Donkey Gambling!

The Flying Donkey was a strange creature from the Upper Forest Seven Continents! It had many characteristics, such as the ability to fly. It had a strange temper and was a creature that was between a spiritual beast and a mortal beast!

Because it had spiritual vigor in its body, it could fly when it reached adulthood. However, its spiritual intelligence was very low and it could never learn to grow, let alone be tamed by humans!

Therefore, it was very awkward. Mortals could not control it and cultivators did not care about such a stupid thing … However, the cultivators of the Upper Forest Seven Continents found a way to become rich. They used it to race donkeys!

The method was very simple. They would hang a Papaya that the donkey loved to eat in front of its head. In order to eat it, the donkey would run with all its might! It would run until it died of exhaustion!

The Papaya was the donkey's greatest pursuit in its life. Because it was rare, it would go crazy when it saw it and would not care about anything else. It would no longer have a trace of spiritual intelligence! Moreover, due to its large size and special physique, it no longer accepted any spiritual opportunity into its body after it reached adulthood. Therefore, even cultivators couldn't stimulate it through other methods. To put it simply, as long as this thing ran for the papaya, unless it ate it, even immortals couldn't stop it!

Either you eat it or you run to your death!

It was precisely because of the donkey's stubbornness and inability to be manipulated that they became the best gambling tools. As long as you hung a papaya in front of your head, even the King of Heaven wouldn't be able to do anything to you!

Upper Forest Valley was the best place to compete. Because it was located between the seven small continents, it was affected by the atmosphere of each continent, and the sea of clouds here was especially thin. Every year in October, it would be sunny and cloudless, and visibility would be excellent. It was the best season for donkey racing.

Among the three thousand unorthodox groups, most of them were interested in this Dao. They gathered here, regardless of age, status, or rank. The stakes were huge, and winning a grand slam to win all the resources needed to form a Nascent Soul was nothing new at all!

This was the only one of its kind, so everyone was scrambling for it!

Their arrival was in October, but it was not a coincidence. It was deliberate!

Lou Xiaoyi summoned Che Xie, Cong Rong, and the other leaders.

He instructed them, "Senior Brother Snot and I will go down and play a few rounds. You guys stay in the boat and don't go anywhere. Wait for my orders!"

Che Xie and the others had already guessed the boss's intentions. This was not a small matter of killing the guards, nor was it a brainless act of attacking the seven Little Lu's. This was the rhythm of destroying Upper Forest Valley, the rhythm of this gambling event that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years!

They were all very excited, so they didn't care that Lou Xiaoyi didn't allow them to go out temporarily. They had endured for a few years, so why would they be afraid of a few short moments?

Lou Xiaoyi and Snot got off the boat and flew in the direction of Upper Forest Valley. Behind them, the huge flying boat was hidden in the sea of clouds. The Qingwei Immortal Sect logo on it had long disappeared, and it had been replaced by an unfamiliar road sign.

"How much do you hate the Human Sect? I only asked you to hide the logo to avoid trouble, but I didn't ask you to frame me! "Lou Xiaoyi complained.

Snot laughed. "You've used me so many times, and you don't allow me to form a gang with you? How can I use Qingwei's flying boat for free? "

Lou Xiaoyi sighed. This guy was right. In Taoism, one had to pick a side. Since he had chosen to be close to the Qingwei Immortal Sect, he had also decided to stay away from the Human Sect. It was impossible to have the best of both worlds.

He was here to cause trouble. It was understandable that the other party had sent them all the way here with their own intentions. At their level, how could they be pure?

Leaving the sword cultivators on the flying boat was a necessary choice. Firstly, he needed to find a reason that he could justify his actions. This was the truth of cultivation in the cultivation world. Everyone knew that the things that were used to cover their faces were fake, but you still had to do it. It was just like going to a casino in the mortal world. You always had to find a reason to ruin the place, such as mixing the dice with mercury, or the banker cheating, etc.

Secondly, the other possible spy hadn't shown up yet. He didn't think that there was only one spy among the hundreds of people. There must be more. However, the remaining spy seemed to be very patient and didn't send out any information. Considering the psychological pressure he might cause to the spy, he left the airship with the slug and gave them some space to indulge themselves.

The flying boat was very mysterious. It was set up with a hidden perception array. It was the work of a Perfected Cultivator, and it was not something that a small Jin Dan could discover.

"Brother Snot, have you been here before? Have you tried donkey gambling? "

Snot snorted. "I've been to all the famous places in the Heavenly Cycle of Cycle. When I first became Jin Dan, I was young and energetic. I wandered around and was also a frequent visitor to Shang Lin Valley. However, I haven't set foot there for nearly a hundred years. Once a person passes that stage, they no longer have any hobbies or interests. Why, is this your first time here? This is not the style of a wandering swordsman like you! "

Lou Xiaoyi sighed. "I've been practicing the sword wholeheartedly and have no time to care about other things. Cultivation is very boring. Gambling has nothing to do with me. I'm not fated with beautiful women. I've lived my life in vain …"

Snot was disdainful. "Ear, I've treated you as a friend, but you're lying so easily! You're not fated with beautiful women? You're so simple. How did you manage to deceive the most outstanding female cultivator in Huangting Daoism? Is that something that an honest person can do? "

Lou Xiaoyi's face was not red and his heart was not beating fast. "Nonsense. Brother Snot, how can you take my groundless accusations seriously? But this matter has nothing to do with being simple or not, right? Maybe she likes honest people like me, who can't do anything with three kicks? "

Snot snorted. "There are many honest, old-fashioned, serious, and upright people in Huangting Daoism. Why haven't I seen anyone succeed? How can an honest person like you succeed?

There's a kind of cunning called honesty, and there's a kind of simplicity called shamelessness. Isn't that right? "

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