Asura Emperor Venerable
Chapter 313: Massive Killing Spree

Chapter 313: Chapter 313: Massive Killing Spree

"Boss, what are you doing at the gambling house?" Han Dong asked naively.

If Shi Hao lost even his underwear, wouldn’t Han Liren flay him alive?

He dared not take such a risk.

"Of course, I’m here to gamble," Shi Hao laughed. "Whatever you lost yesterday, today we will make them spit it out with interest."

"Boss, are you a gambling god?" Han Dong asked, his face full of distrust.

Shi Hao laughed heartily, "Just follow me."

Han Dong hurriedly followed him. Han Liren had said that seeing Shi Hao was like seeing him, so whatever Shi Hao said, of course, he had to listen.

After leaving the Han Family, Han Dong led the way to the gambling house.

The four major families in Jiuwu City each had their industries. Of course, places like gambling houses weren’t important; they could only make some gold and silver, which were of no help in cultivation.

The Spirit Stone Mines were the key, divided among the four families.

So, control of industries like gambling houses was also held by the juniors in the family, unnoticed by the big shots.

However, the casino business was bustling, every gambler red-eyed, all men and women in a special state of excitement.

"Let’s get some chips first." Shi Hao felt around, finding only a single silver ingot weighing ten taels, and casually tossed it to Han Dong.

This wasn’t even enough for him to play one round.

Han Dong thought to himself, but all he could do was obediently go and exchange the chips.

Shi Hao was wandering among the tables. The gambling tools here were varied; one could find anything.

He stopped in front of a gambling table. They were playing the simplest game of guessing high or low.

Good, this is the one.

"Boss, your chips," Han Dong passed him a chip.

"Place your bets," the croupier urged from the side.

Shi Hao released a Soul Tentacle, which, invisible and intangible, easily slipped inside the closed cup, encircling the dice.

The Soul Tentacle had no ability to "see," but the dice had indentations, and the number of these indicated the value; this was very easy for the Soul Tentacle to sense.

One four, two fives.

"High," Shi Hao placed his chips down.

"Open! Four, five, five, fourteen points, high!" the croupier opened the cup and announced the result.

Immediately, some gamblers sighed in dismay, while others beamed with joy.

Han Dong showed no joy, however. This betting on high or low was entirely dependent on luck. He had won before, but hadn’t he still ended up losing everything in the end?

The croupier began to shake the dice again and then slammed the cup down on the table: "Place your bets!"

"Low," Shi Hao threw out the chip.

"Open! One, two, four, seven points, low," the croupier opened the cup once more.

Although Shi Hao had won two rounds in a row, no one paid any attention; many had such luck.

However, as Shi Hao won three more rounds in a row, he finally caught everyone’s attention.

This was too impressive—he had won five consecutive rounds, and after five doublings, Shi Hao’s stake had grown to sixteen times its original.

If this guy kept winning a few more rounds, astronomical numbers were going to appear.

By this time, Han Dong’s confidence had greatly increased.

"Boss, you really are a gambling god!" he exclaimed ecstatically, as if he were the one who was devastating all opponents.

Shi Hao smiled and said to the croupier, "Why aren’t you starting?"

The croupier was a bit shaky. Shi Hao had been betting all in each time, starting with only ten taels of silver, but now it had turned into one hundred sixty taels. The problem was, if the other side kept doubling up like this, it could turn into thousands, even tens of thousands per round.

He forced down his nervousness and began shaking the dice again.

This time, he shook them much longer than usual, to make it harder for Shi Hao to "listen the numbers."

"Are you done yet!"

"Are you going to shake the dice apart?"

"Hurry up, hurry up."

The other gamblers urged on, many of them had learned their lesson and followed Shi Hao to place their bets.

With a snap, the croupier finally placed the cover on the table.

"No more bets!" he shouted loudly.

"Small." Shi Hao pushed all his chips forward.

"Small!" The other gamblers also placed their bets, even though some still didn’t believe in Shi Hao, they refrained from betting big and continued to observe.

"Open, two three four, nine points, small." The croupier lifted the cover, his voice trembling, while the gamblers celebrated wildly.

They had come to believe that Shi Hao was a god of gambling, so they just needed to follow his bets.

This was a feast, indeed.

The croupier wiped his sweat, not daring to continue anymore.

"Step aside." At this moment, another croupier came over.

The first croupier was overjoyed, the new arrival was a renowned expert in their casino, whose dice rolls even the most seasoned gamblers could only leave to luck, impossible to discern by listening.

"Yes." He quickly moved aside.

The second croupier glanced at Han Dong and smiled, "So it’s Young Master Han who has brought this expert! I’m Liu Yang, may I ask how to address you?"

"Do you deserve to know my boss’s name?" Han Dong displayed the "quality" characteristic of a spoiled heir, waving his hand dismissively, "Aren’t you starting yet?"

Liu Yang didn’t get angry, although the four major families were always fighting over interests, it clearly wasn’t something a minor character like him could get involved in.

Shi Shaofeng could take action against Han Dong, but he didn’t have such privilege, otherwise if the Han Family retaliated, the Shi Family wouldn’t be able to protect him.

Thus, he just scoffed and started shaking the dice.

Let’s see how arrogant you can be when I win you down to your bare skin.

"No more bets!" He inverted the cup onto the gambling table.

Shi Hao pushed all his chips forward again, "Big."

The gamblers looked at one another, none following suit, they knew Liu Yang’s gambling skills were extraordinary, better to wait and watch.

"Open, three five five, thirteen points, big!" Liu Yang revealed the dice, announcing the results while frowning.

Did he hear it, or just guess right?

If it were the former, then he truly has met a master, for he had deliberately added a lot of extra noise while shaking the dice, some of the contact points being particularly strange, ordinarily even someone with his skills wouldn’t guess right six out of ten times.

"Sir, shall we continue?" Liu Yang asked Shi Hao.

"Why wouldn’t we?" Shi Hao replied with a smile.

"Good!" Liu Yang started shaking the dice again, this time for longer, adding even more noise to distract Shi Hao.

Unfortunately, he didn’t know that Shi Hao didn’t rely on his hearing, but on the Soul Tentacle.

Even if you shake until your hand breaks, Shi Hao only needs to "see" with the Soul Tentacle, and the result is clear.

Win!

Win!

Win!

After Shi Hao won three more rounds, the gamblers went completely wild, while Liu Yang was sweating profusely.

The young man’s gambling skills were terrifying; he was far outmatched.

If this continued, the casino would soon be cleaned out.

"Make way!" Just then, an old voice rang out.

Upon seeing who it was, Liu Yang felt a massive relief.

"Master Xu!" This was the presiding master gambler of the casino, a true master of the art.

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