The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 301 - 299: Chu Yan Comes to Pick Up His Wife

Chapter 301: Chapter 299: Chu Yan Comes to Pick Up His Wife

The White Bone Ghost Hand wanted to help her, but Qin Zhao’s Evil Exorcism Charm was too strong, and the oppressive aura she emitted was terrifying, completely deterring the White Bone Ghost Hand from appearing.

They played for another three hours, during which Chu Yan called Qin Zhao to ask her to come home for dinner. However, the others wouldn’t let her leave, insisting she continue to play.

The servants brought over more snacks, and they ate while they played.

Toward the end, Guan Yanyu and Su Xiaotong had each made tens of thousands, while Qin Zhao had made hundreds of thousands. Only Mrs. Qu kept losing; she had already lost over six hundred thousand.

Finally, with bloodshot eyes, she tried to increase the stakes per round, and ended up losing over a million.

"Let’s stop for today, my husband has come to pick me up."

Around ten p.m., Chu Yan called Qin Zhao. Knowing she was playing mahjong here, he drove over to pick her up, clearly not planning to let her play all night.

Qin Zhao suggested ending the game, and Su Xiaotong also decided to leave.

"I’m tired too, we could meet another day."

"Okay, I’ll call you in a few days."

Guan Yanyu agreed to stop as well, but was somewhat reluctant. Winning money was one thing, but the real issue was the legend of Mrs. Qu’s Gambling God’s Hand, now ending with them.

Mrs. Qu didn’t say anything, just slumped dejectedly in her seat.

Guan Yanyu patted her shoulder, comforting her, "Gambling has its wins and losses. You’ve won against others so many times, it’s normal to lose today. Maybe you’ll win it back tomorrow."

Mrs. Qu still didn’t speak, her expression fluctuating.

Qin Zhao glanced at her coldly, "Mrs. Qu, does your family worship something?"

Some people are blinded by greed, using abnormal means to gain wealth, thus they worship ghosts.

One can provide what the ghosts need in exchange for their help; alternatively, one can hire a skilled person to use a certain suppressive method to compel the ghosts to assist them.

Many folklore masters can do this, so there are always rumors. It’s said that this billionaire or that celebrity, in order to make a big fortune, sought help from some ghost or specter.

Such practices have many drawbacks; if the ghosts are dissatisfied with what humans provide, or if the master’s Cultivation Technique isn’t strong enough, it certainly will cause the ghost’s backlash.

That White Bone Ghost Hand being such a help to Mrs. Qu, there must be some connection between her and the ghost.

"Huh?" Mrs. Qu suddenly snapped to attention, saying somewhat guiltily, "My family worships a Guanyin Statue for peace and protection. Is there a problem?"

"Can you show it to me?"

"It’s so late now, how about next time? You all should go home and rest."

Mrs. Qu tactfully refused Qin Zhao, as she couldn’t let others uncover the secret of the Gambling God’s Hand.

Since she was unwilling, Qin Zhao couldn’t force her.

"Mrs. Qu’s previous good fortune was probably blessed by the divine. Now that the deity isn’t effective, it might be better to discard it. No matter how much wealth one has, one must still have life to enjoy it."

Qin Zhao’s words instantly turned Mrs. Qu pale.

Guan Yanyu curiously asked, "Can the Guanyin Statue really bring financial luck too? We have one at home as well."

"The Guanyin Statue in Mrs. Qu’s house isn’t the same as the ones in other houses."

Qin Zhao smiled meaningfully, and Mrs. Qu then confirmed that Qin Zhao must know something!

Mrs. Qu gave a hint to leave, "We’ve played all day, and my head is spinning. I need to rest now, and you should all head back too!"

The three left together. Guan Yanyu didn’t catch the deeper meaning in Qin Zhao’s words. But Su Xiaotong, having followed Qin Zhao in ghost capturing, had already sensed the implications in Qin Zhao’s words.

Standing at the Qu family’s doorstep, Su Xiaotong asked, "Zhaozhao, is there a problem with the Qu family?"

"You don’t really think someone could always win at gambling, do you? If there is such a person, they are either cheating or have sought out nefarious assistance."

Or like her, possess abilities beyond those of a mortal.

"The Guanyin Statue in Mrs. Qu’s house, how is it different from others?"

"It’s not a Guanyin Statue at all!"

Hearing this, both Su Xiaotong and Guan Yanyu were shocked.

"What! Then what does she worship?"

"Zhaozhao would have to answer that, I hope she took my advice and threw that thing away. Otherwise," Qin Zhao chuckled, leaving the other two on edge without finishing her sentence.

"Otherwise, what would happen?"

"Otherwise, I’m going to make a big fortune."

"..."

Su Xiaotong realized Qin Zhao was still joking with them, so she knew the situation wasn’t that serious. For Qin Zhao, it must be an easy fix.

If Mrs. Qu didn’t throw away the item, and later came to Qin Zhao for solutions, Qin Zhao would definitely charge her a hefty sum. After all, she had been warned. Who told her not to listen?

"You make it sound so ominous, now I want to ask her myself."

Guan Yanyu glanced back at the Qu family house, curious about what Mrs. Qu had been worshipping.

"Getting involved in this isn’t good, don’t be curious."

Guan Yanyu turned her gaze back, looking expectantly at Qin Zhao. "Then when you’re free, could you help check on my husband? Money is no issue, just name your price."

She was willing to spend any amount to get rid of her husband’s bad luck.

"Sure, give me your contact info."

The two exchanged WeChat information.

At that moment, a tall figure approached from a distance.

"Such a handsome young man, is he here for you guys?"

Guan Yanyu spotted Chu Yan and thought he was some outstanding junior from the entertainment industry.

She wondered why she hadn’t heard his name before, considering his striking good looks.

"Looks like he’s destined for fame."

"Her husband."

Su Xiaotong pointed at Qin Zhao and said with a chuckle, "Then I’ll drive myself back."

"Alright, drive safely."

It was already winter, and the late night in Imperial City was especially cold.

Chu Yan held a scarf in his hand and wrapped it around Qin Zhao’s neck the moment he arrived, pulling her hands and rubbing them, finding them surprisingly warm.

"Why are you out so late?"

Chu Yan held her hand as they walked toward the parked car, his tone somewhat reproachful. He had been waiting to have dinner with her, but she got carried away with her fun outside.

"Because I won a lot of money, and they wanted to win it back, so they wouldn’t let me leave."

It was actually just Mrs. Qu who didn’t let her leave, as she had lost the most.

"How much did you win?"

"About a million."

"That much?"

Chu Yan was genuinely surprised; he didn’t expect a casual game of mahjong could net her over a million.

"I could treat you guys to a meal at a Michelin five-star restaurant." That was the promise she made to Tengshe’s little cub during their time with the Bo People.

Qin Zhao had forgotten about it after coming back.

But remembering it today, after making some money, she brought it up again.

After the trio, Qin Zhao, and the others, left the Qu family, Mrs. Qu headed to the third-floor room.

She entered the small room, noticing the three incense sticks hadn’t completely burned out. But in a room without any windows, no wind could have snuffed out the flames.

Mrs. Qu frowned, puzzled but not dwelling on it.

"Today I lost over a million, nearly all the money I made last week. How could this happen? What kind of ’Gambling God’ are you? Weren’t you supposed to ensure a win every time?

I spent so much money to bring you here, and I still lost over a million today. Such bad luck!"

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