When she said this, everyone naturally didn’t believe her.

They had never heard of dice rolling being more difficult than playing pai gow. This should be the gambling method that requires the least brain power among all forms of gambling, right?

After Lady Fu finished speaking, she asked again: “This young lady has made a suggestion. Does everyone agree?”

That pai gow was indeed complex and more easily subject to manipulation. As for dice, even though they weren’t gamblers, they all possessed true qi power, which could be used to control four dice with ease!

Comparatively speaking, rolling the dice was still more reliable, so Ye Yi and Qin Lingxiao both nodded in agreement.

Lady Fu smiled slightly and waved her hand over the table surface again. A transparent dice cup carved from crystal appeared on the table, along with four dice as large as quail eggs.

When she placed the dice into the cup, she asked with a smile: “Who will go first? Let me make this clear beforehand – one bet requires ten years of cultivation! Place your bets first, then roll the dice.”

Upon hearing this, everyone’s faces changed.

For cultivators, even one year of cultivation often required days and nights of arduous training, gradually accumulated. These ten years of cultivation often meant the difference between initial core formation and an already formed Golden Core.

This island was truly sinister – not only could it strip away people’s lifespans, it could even use cultivators’ cultivation as betting stakes.

Lady Fu was the house, so the players needed to bet first.

Seeing that Wei Jie and Young Master Ye Yi remained silent, Qin Lingxiao sneered and declared loudly: “I’ll go first! But I don’t want the divine statue – I only want that Demon Pearl!”

His father was already so weak that he could barely hold on. He really couldn’t wait any longer. These ten years of cultivation meant his father’s life – he had to gamble whether he wanted to or not!

Qin Lingxiao walked to the table and looked at the dice in the transparent cup. At this moment, all the dice showed one dot facing up, totaling four points, which was small.

Earlier in Luoyi City, Qin Lingxiao had been so shaken by Wei Jie’s spiritual energy that his clothes were completely torn and he fled in embarrassment.

This time he also wanted to regain some face for himself, so he bet on big, determined to roll twenty-four points to demonstrate his strength.

Lady Fu smiled and brought over a ledger – with a pitch-black surface, on which was written in blood-like ink: “Betting ten years of cultivation, willing to accept the consequences of winning or losing.”

Qin Lingxiao first signed his name, then needed to press his handprint to seal the bet.

But there was no red clay, and Lady Fu smiled, saying he only needed to press down without dipping in red clay.

When Qin Lingxiao pressed his finger onto his name, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his finger. He lifted his finger to look – it had been pricked by the paper surface and was bleeding.

A blood-red fingerprint remained on the paper surface.

Seeing that the cultivation had been staked, Lady Fu let Qin Lingxiao pick up the dice cup to roll. But when he reached out to take it, he discovered the cup was as heavy as a thousand pounds – he couldn’t lift it at all.

Qin Lingxiao was secretly shocked and couldn’t help asking: “Why is this dice cup so heavy?”

Lady Fu laughed coquettishly and said charmingly: “What’s heavy are the dice inside. These dice were forged from the axe Pangu used to separate heaven and earth. To shake them requires the power of a true god! Mortals cannot move them…”

Xiaoxiao listened with wide eyes: “Such divine iron is truly unheard of. Must it also be very difficult to make into dice?”

Lady Fu smiled slightly: “The young lady speaks truly. To make these dice, one cannot use earthly knives and axes for carving. They were polished and carved by heavenly tribulation lightning.

But heaven doesn’t have such thunder daily, so it takes a hundred years to complete just one die.”

Xiaoxiao said with awe: “Whoever made these dice must have had a serious gambling addiction – such patience!”

Hearing this, Qin Lingxiao completely refused to believe in evil. He gathered his qi and concentrated, trying again to lift that dice cup. His head was wreathed in swirling true qi – he had used his full power, yet still couldn’t lift the dice cup.

Qin Lingxiao’s hand gripping the dice cup was trembling slightly: What the hell kind of fair gambling was this? Lady Fu had known all along that mortals couldn’t shake these dice, yet she hadn’t made it clear. Damn it, he couldn’t even lift it, and those dice currently totaled only four points, so wouldn’t he… lose!

Damn it, his current body wasn’t even nineteen years old yet. If ten years of cultivation were taken away, his spiritual platform would be empty, and he’d return to childhood in an instant!

At this moment, Qin Lingxiao was so anxious that cold sweat poured out, and his pupils contracted like those of gamblers who had lost everything in an instant, shrinking again and again, with blood vessels covering his eyeballs in a moment.

Just when he was at his wit’s end, he suddenly felt his elbow being lifted by some force, and he could actually lift the dice cup slightly!

In his astonishment, Qin Lingxiao turned his head slightly and discovered that Young Master Ye Yi beside him was extending two fingers with one hand, gently applying upward force to help lift.

Qin Lingxiao understood – Ye Yi was using his divine power to help him.

Qin Lingxiao was extremely grateful. He quickly concentrated his energy and picked up the dice cup.

With Ye Yi’s divine power assisting him, he could finally shake the cup. After a while, he rolled twelve points.

Lady Fu shook the cup and only got eleven points. Qin Lingxiao won narrowly by one point.

When he saw the points Lady Fu had rolled, Qin Lingxiao breathed a heavy sigh of relief and excitedly clasped his fists to thank Ye Yi.

Wei Jie raised an eyebrow and asked: “He borrowed someone else’s power – doesn’t that count as cheating?”

Lady Fu smiled slightly and said: “We didn’t say beforehand that one couldn’t borrow others’ power. Since it wasn’t specified in advance, it doesn’t count as cheating… Young Master Qin, this is the Demon Pearl you won. Take it!”

It seemed Lady Fu was indeed trustworthy and kept her word, very readily giving him the Demon Pearl.

When that purple-red Demon Pearl transferred to Qin Lingxiao’s hands, he looked at his father who had aged beyond recognition, gritted his teeth, and immediately tried it.

There was no choice – his father couldn’t hold on any longer. Even if this Demon Pearl was a trap, he had no other path to choose.

Qin Lingxiao knew the method for using the Demon Pearl. He immediately sat cross-legged and forced the pearl into his father’s body, guiding the demonic energy to circulate throughout his body.

Qin He had a foundation from the Ghost Sect and adapted well to the demonic energy. Soon his wrinkled skin smoothed out as if he had become thirty years younger in an instant.

When he opened his eyes, his face also showed wild joy: “Lingxiao, I… I feel like my cultivation has improved greatly!”

Seeing that the Demon Pearl was indeed effective, Qin Lingxiao also felt relieved.

Lady Fu smiled as she watched the father and son: “I said this Demon Pearl had an extraordinary origin, so naturally it’s twice as effective… How about it, which of the remaining two will gamble first?”

Ye Yi smiled and said: “There’s only one divine statue, but both of us want it. If one wins first, wouldn’t the other lose without even gambling? How could that be fair?”

Lady Fu nodded: “What this Divine Lord says makes sense. Then how should we gamble to be fair?”

Ye Yi pointed at Wei Jie: “I’ll gamble against him. This way both of us enter the game simultaneously. Whoever rolls higher points wins this prize? Wei Jie, do you dare or not?”

Dong Yuan was indeed a cunning divine being – his mind naturally turned faster than mortals. He abandoned the house Lady Fu and gambled directly against Wei Jie. As a divine being, his chances of winning were naturally greater.

After all, Wei Jie’s divine essence had already shattered, unlike Dong Yuan, who had only suffered minor damage.

When he said this, Ye Yi’s handsome eyes were full of provocation. If Wei Jie didn’t dare accept, he would certainly mock him.

Even when men became gods, they still loved to compete and show off!

Wei Jie sneered and, completely ignoring Xiaoxiao tugging at his sleeve, accepted without hesitation.

This angered Cui Xiaoxiao so much that she pounded his back twice with her fists.

Lady Fu then said: “You’ve changed the rules to gamble against each other, so naturally the stakes must be more valuable. For you two, cultivation isn’t exactly precious… So this time, what you’re staking is your lives!”

Upon hearing this, both Wei Jie and Ye Yi squinted their eyes.

Lady Fu, seeing that both men were determined to get the divine statue, smiled meaningfully: “If you don’t gamble big, how can it be exciting? The winner gets two benefits at once – not only obtaining the divine object they’ve dreamed of, but also eliminating a formidable enemy without bloodying their hands. This deal is truly profitable! What’s wrong? Are you two afraid and want to back out?”

Wei Jie and Ye Yi stared deeply at each other, both seeming to wait for the other to back down, but in the end, neither was willing to lose face by retreating first.

Finally, Ye Yi laughed: “If you don’t even dare this much, Wei Jie, don’t make me look down on you!”

Wei Jie snorted coldly and said flatly, “If you dare gamble, sign and seal it first.”

Lady Fu immediately brought out that blood-absorbing ledger and had them both sign and seal their bets.

Cui Xiaoxiao had sharp eyes and immediately saw that the name Ye Yi wrote was “Ye Yi,” not “Dong Yuan”!

This body-born divine being was truly cunning beyond measure! He wrote Ye Yi’s name and used Ye Yi’s blood when sealing. If he lost, naturally it would be Ye Yi’s life that was forfeit!

As for Dong Yuan, he could find another body to possess at any time, so he could retreat completely unharmed!

Thinking of this, Cui Xiaoxiao immediately shouted: “Unfair! Why did you write Ye Yi’s name instead of Dong Yuan?”

Ye Yi wore his insufferably smug eternal smile and said leisurely: “In the mortal world I am Ye Yi. In any case, there are now two lives in this body – what do you care which one I’m betting? What? Are you looking for an excuse to back out? That would be fine too – then no one would compete with me for this divine statue. I could gamble against Lady Fu just the same!”

Wei Jie said coldly: “Who said anything about backing out? Bring me the ledger!”

Cui Xiaoxiao was frantic. With reddened eyes, she grabbed Wei Jie’s hand that was about to sign: “Ye Yi is completely safe – even if he loses, he suffers no loss. But you’re different – you only have one life! If you lose… you’ll be dead!”

But Wei Jie seemed possessed by evil spirits, having lost his mind, insisting on writing his own name.

Xiaoxiao couldn’t stop him no matter how she tried. Angrily, she hid to one side and silently shed tears.

It seemed that once contaminated by this gambling, people truly went mad and lost their reason. Wei Jie wouldn’t listen to advice now, determined to gamble against Ye Yi on their luck!

However, who would throw first became another problem. After all, the first thrower had a greater advantage. These four dice could produce at most twenty-four points. If the first thrower got twenty-four points, the second would definitely be at a disadvantage, with multiplied psychological pressure.

So the two sat on opposite sides of the table, and before Lady Fu could finish speaking, they began fighting over that transparent dice cup.

In an instant, the two had exchanged countless moves, their techniques impossible to follow.

Ye Yi glanced at Cui Xiaoxiao, who had been silently crying, and suddenly pointed a finger in her direction.

Wei Jie was indeed distracted and turned back to protect Xiaoxiao. In that brief moment, Ye Yi had already easily grasped the dice cup on the table.

Even as a divine being, Dong Yuan was now just inhabiting Ye Yi’s mortal body, and his divine essence had just been damaged, so logically it should be somewhat difficult for him to hold it.

But as one of the three valiant divine generals who once dominated the three realms, how could his strength be casually estimated by others?

He moved with elegant grace, easily swinging his arm as the four dice spun rapidly in the transparent cup.

When Ye Yi gracefully placed the dice cup on the table, all four dice showed six dots facing up – exactly twenty-four points!

This meant that even if Wei Jie could shake this dice cup, he absolutely couldn’t roll more points than Ye Yi.

Seeing this, Qin Lingxiao’s eyes showed some joy – Wei Jie in this life wasn’t his father’s killer.

Even if he could kill Wei Jie, he couldn’t justifiably make a move.

But now, if Wei Jie died from gambling with his life, the fault would be entirely his own, and he couldn’t blame others.

Thinking this, Qin Lingxiao couldn’t help but look up at Cui Xiaoxiao.

Cui Xiaoxiao seemed to have accepted fate now. She had wiped away her tears, but her eyes were still red, making the red mole at the corner of her eye appear even more vivid and pitiful.

If Wei Jie died, she would probably cry bitterly again, but ultimately she wouldn’t be dragged down by that demon anymore.

Thinking this, Qin Lingxiao couldn’t help but speak to Xiaoxiao: “When Immortal Dong Yuan gets the divine statue, he’ll naturally repair the Heavenly Dao and send you and me back to our time… The people and events here originally had nothing to do with you, so you needn’t be too concerned…”

Before he could finish speaking, he received a hard slap across the face.

Wei Jie withdrew his hand and said coldly: “You’re really quite eager – are you treating me as already dead?”

This slap came without warning for Qin Lingxiao, knocking him completely off his chair.

Though Wei Jie wasn’t a god, the gap between him and Qin Lingxiao had become insurmountable.

This slap not only struck Qin Lingxiao’s face but also brutally attacked his self-esteem again.

But their master’s accumulated authority from the previous life still lingered. He was actually suppressed again by Wei Jie’s cold aura, similar to his past life, and for a moment forgot to curse back.

Lady Fu had no interest in their grudges and entanglements. Now that the bets were placed, she just waited to collect the stakes, so she smiled and said: “Young Master Wei, it’s your turn!”

This time there was no competition between Ye Yi and Wei Jie. He slowly extended his arm and grasped the dice cup.

The dice in the cup had somehow returned to showing four ones. If he couldn’t shake it, Wei Jie would certainly lose.

But as Lady Fu had said, this dice cup was extremely heavy. Though no one competed with Wei Jie anymore, after several attempts, he could barely lift the cup an inch!

If Wei Jie’s divine essence were still intact, lifting this dice cup should be effortless, but his divine essence had been shattered by himself, so he wasn’t much stronger than Qin Lingxiao now.

Ye Yi seemed to have anticipated Wei Jie’s situation, so he said to Xiaoxiao beside him: “He’s going to lose. Looks like he’ll make you cry again.”

Xiaoxiao glanced at him sideways with her phoenix eyes and suddenly smiled brilliantly.

After being possessed by the Five Phoenixes, her eyes and brows carried indescribable charm. This sudden smile actually dazzled Ye Yi for a moment.

“The gambling isn’t over yet, and you’re already talking about winning and losing. Aren’t you being too hasty?”

Unfortunately, unlike her confidence, Wei Jie seemed to know he couldn’t shake the dice cup at all. He just helplessly closed his eyes, showing no intention of exerting more strength.

Ye Yi smiled. How pitiful that Ancient Flame Emperor, who had once been a divine being on par with him, insisted on opposing him and wouldn’t hand over Phoenix Divine Lord. Now fallen to the mortal realm, he was in such a pathetic state.

When Ancient Flame Emperor had coldly blocked his entry to the Underworld gates, had he ever imagined he would die so miserably…

Just as Ye Yi was smiling and waiting for Wei Jie to forfeit his life, Wei Jie’s eyes suddenly opened, and with one hand he summoned his sword to strike at the dice cup in his hand.

Ye Yi’s eyes narrowed. Seeing that sword tip wreathed in rolling lightning, he suddenly realized Wei Jie’s intention…

In a flash of thought, he extended his hand to summon a stream of true qi toward Wei Jie’s wrist.

Unfortunately, just as he moved, a stream of water formed an arrow and suddenly attacked him. Cui Xiaoxiao had been guarding against him and had even attacked Ye Yi before he could act.

At the same time, the fox clan people all transformed into their original forms and attacked Ye Yi.

Seeing this, Qin Lingxiao and Qin He immediately joined to help their benefactor, the divine being!

Ye Yi had previously damaged his divine essence and shouldn’t exert too much divine power. Moreover, counting helping Qin Lingxiao and throwing dice twice, though it seemed effortless, it had actually cost him considerable divine power.

In this moment of distraction, with a loud crack, the dice cup on the table had been split open by the lightning from Wei Jie’s sword tip, and the exploded dice all showed six dots facing up.

Xiaoxiao counted – these points totaled thirty-six, much more than Ye Yi’s twenty-four points!

It turned out that Lady Fu had said these dice were carved by heavenly tribulation lightning when thunder struck.

Coincidentally, Wei Jie’s sword was precisely the Heavenly Punishment Sword, condensed with the lightning power of myriad heavenly tribulations.

But to split open the dice in an instant and use Heavenly Punishment lightning to make them all show six dots – this wasn’t something ordinary people could do.

To achieve this also required profound spiritual power. These days, Wei Jie’s demonic transformation was even faster than when he was possessed by snake poison in his previous life, and his power was showing signs of surpassing his past life.

Controlling the Heavenly Punishment Sword was as easy as breathing for him.

Only now did Ye Yi realize that Cui Xiaoxiao’s tearful mourning for Wei Jie was completely a diversionary tactic, meant to make him roll the dice first while they prepared this desperate counterattack!

Ye Yi stared intently at Cui Xiaoxiao. Though he was still smiling, his smile was somewhat sinister.

Damn it, he had already fallen for this girl’s tricks before, yet still didn’t learn his lesson!

How could he forget that when this little liar cried, she was definitely plotting something bad!

Yu Ling’er clapped and laughed happily beside them: “Oh my, Wei Jie won! He won!”

Ye Yi said coldly: “How can this count? You’re clearly cheating!”

Cui Xiaoxiao sneered: “Lady Fu didn’t say splitting open the dice doesn’t count! You can help others roll dice – why can’t we split them open?”

Lady Fu looked down at the dice shattered into pieces, her expression cold and stern. She declared: “Indeed, I didn’t say this method was forbidden beforehand. Since we only look at the size, then Young Master Wei is the winner…”

This result wasn’t what Lady Fu wanted to see either.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Yi suddenly spat blood and fell straight down. His condition was exactly as the boat captain surnamed Jia had described – once someone lost their life in gambling, they would stiffen and fall without warning.

But just as Ye Yi fell, a spiritual light shot from the top of his head straight toward Qin Lingxiao, who was about to help Ye Yi up.

Qin Lingxiao’s body immediately stiffened motionless, his expression contorting, his eyes wide open.

Qin He beside him saw this and quickly went to support his son, saying urgently: “Lingxiao, what’s wrong with you?”

Though Qin Lingxiao appeared insignificant before Wei Jie, unlike the pampered young master Ye Yi’s body, Qin Lingxiao himself was a great cultivator with two lifetimes of cultivation. How could he tolerate being possessed by someone else?

At this moment, Dong Yuan’s primordial spirit was engaged in fierce battle with Qin Lingxiao’s original soul inside his body. Even though Qin He was anxious beside them, there was nothing he could do.

Cui Xiaoxiao now understood everything: No wonder Ye Yi had protected Qin Lingxiao like his own son earlier, and wouldn’t allow Qin Lingxiao to fail in gambling and lose ten years of cultivation.

It turned out this divine being had long since chosen his next host, planning to possess Qin Lingxiao’s body!

Poor Young Master Qin – he had no idea he had long since become the prey of his revered divine being.

The motionless Qin Lingxiao finally slowly raised his head.

Xiaoxiao saw that Qin Lingxiao’s handsome face suddenly radiated a jade-like luster, along with that cloud-light, wind-gentle smile, and immediately understood: It seemed the divine being’s primordial spirit had easily crushed the original owner. The current Qin Lingxiao had become Divine Being Dong Yuan!

The next moment, Dong Yuan moved with lightning speed to suddenly snatch the statue of Zhu Jiuyin from the gambling table.

It turned out that at some point, Lady Fu had placed the divine statue on the gambling table and then suddenly disappeared. Since Dong Yuan couldn’t win properly, he shamelessly resorted to robbery.

Wei Jie naturally wouldn’t allow it and immediately pounced over to stop him.

The current Dong Yuan was inhabiting Qin Lingxiao’s body – the vessel of a great cultivator who had formed an Inner Core was like adding wings to a tiger for Dong Yuan. When his thunderous power struck, it carried irresistible strength that would instantly envelop and tear Wei Jie apart.

Just as Dong Yuan unleashed his thunderous strike, Xiaoxiao had already leaped up to protect Wei Jie.

Only when Xiaoxiao directly confronted Dong Yuan’s divine power could she feel how terrifying divine power was. In just that instant, the protective spirits in her body automatically activated their defensive state.

Five colored lights suddenly shot up, accompanied by phoenix cries, transforming into five phoenixes spreading their wings, completely protecting Wei Jie and Cui Xiaoxiao in the center of the vortex. Their spiritual power clashed with Dong Yuan’s divine power, blasting the entire hall apart.

In the flying dust, Dong Yuan saw Cui Xiaoxiao’s Five Phoenix protective spirits for the first time. The phoenix’s rainbow light illuminated the surroundings in brilliant colors.

Dong Yuan’s pupils suddenly contracted. His expression was no longer a false smile – his cheeks were rigid, his eyes filled with incomparable vicious coldness: “…Phoenix Divine Lord’s protective spirits – how could they be on you, a mere mortal?”