Chapter 67.2

There was a spell on the jade box sealing the packed blood.

“Sure. This is good enough. As long as it hasn’t expired!” Wang Ke received the packed blood.

Of course, I have to accept it. So many eyes are trained on me. There’s no way I can make two straw-like fangs come out from my mouth!I don’t want to expose my identity.

“Haha, it’s good that you like it. Once you drink the blood, you should start absorbing the essence energy as soon as possible. I’ll take my leave so I can process the blood I drank just now. Brother Wang, stay here and make yourself at home!” Tong An’an laughed.

“Don’t worry, I will do just that! Thank you so much!” Wang Ke faked a peal of laughter.

Tong An’an stood up and said with a smile, “Hahaha, we shall be brothers from now on; no need to stand on ceremony. Okay, I’ll be making a move now. Feel free while I’m gone; call the jailers for any requests you may have!”

“Okay! Let me send you off!” Wang Ke nodded.

At the same time—Wang Ke glanced at the currently imprisoned righteous disciples with a strange look. Killing someone takes only an instant. These righteous disciples are being kept here to use them as dairy cows, squeezing out some milk from them every day?No, to squeeze out essence energy from their blood. No wonder they look as thin as rails. What a horrible fate!

“Chapter Lord Tong, what about me? What about me! I’m still behind bars. I’m Zhu Hongyi’s grand-nephew!” Zhu Yan yelled anxiously from his cell.

Does no one know I’m here?

Zhu Yan’s cry finally caught Tong An’an’s attention, and the latter turned around.

“It’s me, Chapter Lord Tong. Let me go. Wang Ke and I were just locked up together. We met at the dock today!” Zhu Yan requested with rising hope.

A demon whispered something to Tong An’an, who frowned upon hearing it.

“Forget it. He really is the Parlor Lord’s grand-nephew, a very disappointing one at that. He doesn’t have to stay inside the cell, but he can’t leave the prison compound!” Tong An’an instructed.

“Understood!” The demons released Zhu Yan.

“Thank you, Chapter Lord Tong!” Zhu Yan said as he excitedly walked out.

Meanwhile, he shot a somewhat provoking look at Wang Ke, as if conveying that he would receive a much better treatment after his identity had been confirmed!

“He’s different from Brother Wang. No need to give him any privileges!” Tong An’an said.

“Understood!” the demons responded.

Zhu Yan was stunned, while Wang Ke was focused on sending Tong An’an off.

Why? Why are you showing Wang Ke this much favor, allowing him to do anything short of tearing down the prison? Why don’t I have any privileges? I’m far closer to my ancestral uncle than Wang Ke is! Why are you doing this? Zhu Yan felt indignant.

After receiving instructions, the demons treated Zhu Yan as if he were invisible. On the other hand, they were very courteous toward Wang Ke.

“Brother Wang, we’re about to gamble for a bit. Want to join us?” the demons invited Wang Ke.

“Gambling?” Wang Ke looked doubtful.

“Throwing dice! You’ll see…!” The demon jailers dragged Wang Ke to the gambling table.

Zhu Yan was left on his own. He felt utterly miserable. I’m badly injured, yet no one cares to give me some medicine?Or at least pour me some water?

Alas, everyone was ignoring him!

Wang Ke became the center of attention; they taught him step by step how to gamble and throw dice, aiming to curry his favor.

Wang Ke didn’t actively join the games but watched as the jailers threw dice. He then started to feel a little suspicious…

Everyone present had at least an Innate Stage cultivation. Some of them were even at the Golden Core Stage. Wouldn’t they be able to control whichever side the dice land on?

No way this is gambling!This is blatant cheating!

And you are dragging me into this?Do I look like I’m swimming in riches?You must be kidding!

“Brother Wang, why aren’t you betting? Should I give you a hand?” a demon asked.

“This game is very boring. Why don’t we play something else?” Wang Ke looked at the demons.

“Something else?” The demons were astonished.

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In a great hall on the Divine Dragon Island—

Tong An’an sat on an armchair, sipping a cup of essence energy in his hand as he looked at the subordinate in front of him.

“Is Wang Ke willing to gamble with you all?” Tong An’an asked with a deep voice.

“He’s willing!” the subordinate replied respectfully.

“He is? Good! Humph. I’ve long searched for a suitable candidate to no avail. Wang Ke made a great contribution and has no backer; his recent appearance makes him the perfect candidate! Even if he dies, no one would bother to investigate! Good. He shall be the one! It’s better to keep him unaware of what we’re about to do. Keep on putting him on a pedestal; the higher the better! That much higher will turn into a greater fall to his death!” Tong An’an laughed cruelly and then took a sip of the blood.

“Understood!”

“As for gambling, just let him get addicted to it. Remember, let Wang Ke win some. Make his true character come to light and let him become more arrogant. Massage his ego to make it bloat!” Tong An’an said.

“As you wish!”

“Cheating while gambling is what you do best. Go and do your thing!” Tong An’an waved his hand to dismiss his men.

“Yes, Chapter Lord. It’s just that…!”

“Just what?”

“It’s just that Wang Ke doesn’t want to play like we usually do. He made something new, which requires four people to play together. I’ve never seen it before… and we…!”

“Something new?” Tong An’an was a little shocked.

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“Green dragon, Winning with a Replacement Tile, I win! Come, come, come, pay up! Hahaha!”

Wang Ke’s burst of laughter resounded in the Divine Dragon Island’s prison complex, along with the clatter of Mahjong tiles.