Indestructible God King

The Northern Gambling God kept on nagging and persuading Wang Ke. “No, no. I mean that it’s rare for the Sacred Child to pay us a visit. You really have to keep him company for a while!”

The Sacred Child’s patience was already wearing thin.

“No need. Just let him rest if he’s tired! Everyone here knows how to play it anyway. Anyone can replace him. Don’t waste my time!” the Sacred Child demanded.

The Northern Gambling God and the Southern Gambling Saint were utterly frustrated. Can the two of you please not cooperate this well?Are you really going to make us lose the Chapter Lord’s money for nothing?

“Sacred Child, we haven’t told you yet. Brother Wang is the one who invented Mahjong! It’s more interesting to play with him!” the Southern Gambling Saint explained.

“Oh?” The Sacred Child frowned.

“Brother Wang, please give us all some face. Come, come. Just play one round!” The Northern Gambling God pulled Wang Ke along.

The latter already knew it was a trap. There was no way he was going to jump into it!

“I’m not playing anymore. I’ve won enough already!” Wang Ke tried to excuse himself one more time.

The two demon gamblers were at a loss. Did we mess up?What are we going to do?

“Wang Ke, you are disrespecting the Sacred Child! He requested you to play with him. How dare you refuse him! It seems that you’re looking down on him...” said someone in the crowd all of a sudden.

Everyone turned to look and realized that the person was Zhu Yan.

Wang Ke had already forgotten all about him in those few recent days of Mahjong-playing. Zhu Yan had also chosen the worst of times to speak up.

The former emperor didn’t act knowingly; he only suspected that something was off, since he noticed that the Northern Gambling God was apparently digging a trap for Wang Ke... Or else, why would they keep on losing money to Wang Ke like lunatics? They lost too much, and yet they kept on grinning? He would have been cursing left and right if he were in their shoes.

And now, they brought the Sacred Child over. Wang Ke was obviously about to get in trouble.

How could Wang Ke get away with not playing? Wouldn’t that foil their plans?

The two demon gamblers could not make such imposing remarks because of their status, but Zhu Yan could. If one failed to invite, then one would goad.

Goad?

But how could Wang Ke fall into that goading trap? This level of manipulation is nothing. Count me as a goner if I ever take it seriously!

Just when Wang Ke rolled his eyes and was planning on ignoring Zhu Yan’s remark, the Sacred Child ate the whole tale.

“You are Wang Ke? He said that you look down on me, is that true?” the Sacred Child said with a displeased look.

The gambler pair was amazed. Zhu Yan’s not bad! One sentence alone was enough to create a conflict!Awesome! Good job!

“Of course not, Sacred Child. I would not dare look down on you. It’s just that I’m really too tired from the long hours of playing! I just want to have some rest!” Wang Ke answered politely.

Zhu Yan spoke up again, before the Sacred Child could reply, “You’re obviously looking down on the Sacred Child. They merely requested you to accompany the Sacred Child for just one game, yet you keep finding excuses. Do you think the Sacred Child can’t afford to lose money?”

Zhu Yan didn't know what the Northern Gambling God wanted. He only knew that Wang Ke would be in trouble if he cooperated with them. So, why not play along?

Still, as Wang Ke saw it, Zhu Yan was trying to harm him without even getting benefits. How is this related to you!Stop butting in!

“Zhu Yan, why don’t you play instead since you’re that eager?” Wang Ke felt annoyed.

“I have no money. You have plenty!” Zhu Yan instantly replied.

“I can lend you some!” Wang Ke persuaded.

Zhu Yan: “......................!”

Damn it. How was I pulled into playing?

“Brother Wang, just play one game. The Sacred Child is still considering you. He has a lot of money; it’s okay even if we play big! The Sacred Child can afford to lose!” said the Northern Gambling God as he quickly blocked the way in front of Zhu Yan.

You want us to have Zhu Yan sit at the table?Ptooey!Why would I want him there?We want you, Wang Ke!

“Sacred Child, Wang Ke is acting out of consideration. He’s worried that you can’t afford to lose, that’s why…!” said the Southern Gambling Saint to the illustrious youth.

The Sacred Child’s temper was flaring up. He stared at Wang Ke and cried out, “Who said I can’t afford to lose? Come, you… Wang Ke, you must come and play! I’ve stayed on the Divine Dragon Island for far too many years, and no one has ever dared to say I can’t afford to lose! Do you want to play big? Let’s bet it all in one game then!”

Wang Ke: “..................!”

“Brother Wang, the Sacred Child is getting angry. How about we…!” said the Northern Gambling God with a smile.

“Brother Wang, you would be offending the Sacred Child if you keep on refusing!” The Southern Gambling Saint also joined in the laughter.

Wang Ke looked at the two of them with a frown, as they seemed to be deliberately causing friction between him and the Sacred Child. Most importantly, I don’t even know the Sacred Child. What’s the point of causing a conflict?What’s the point of setting this trap?

If I don’t play, I would be offending the Sacred Child. Your attempt at inciting a conflict would be successful!

But if I play… I would be jumping right into the trap.

Many demons were currently looking at them. Wang Ke was trying not to spring the trap, but everyone’s eyes were locked onto him. There was nowhere to hide. This... These demons, what are they planning?

“I’ll play one more then!” Wang Ke immediately sat back down.

“Hahaha. Good!” the two top gamblers said with laughter.

The Sacred Child also sat down, and the four of them started shuffling the Mahjong pieces.

Still, Wang Ke was on full alert. What tricks are these demons trying to pull?Darn it. Why can’t I see through their scheming!

The other demons also felt that things were a bit off, but no one spoke up because the two gamblers were the Chapter Lord’s henchmen; trouble awaited if any of the demons spoke out of turn about their actions.

The Northern Gambling God and his partner successfully goaded the players into deciding the winner with a single game. The three hundred boxes of blood essence behind Wang Ke were placed as part of the wager. It was a massive amount of wealth! The Sacred Child on the other hand was gambling with an equivalent amount in spirit stones.

The Northern Gambling God and the Southern Gambling Saint were playing along, neither winning, nor losing. Only Wang Ke and the Sacred Child were betting.

“Eight Crack!”

“Four Bam!”

“Green Dragon!”

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The four of them played a strange game of Mahjong. Wang Ke glanced at the accompanying gamblers back and forth, wanting to find out their intentions.

Wang Ke drew and played his tiles; still, the pair of demons didn’t show any noticeable reaction. They solely focused on the game.

So?What are you two planning to do?Do you want me to win? Or do you want me to lose to him?

Damn. Why can’t I understand what they’re trying to do?I really hate this kind of scheming that doesn’t require a specific outcome. Can you plan a little better? Scheming against someone should have a desired outcome, don’t you think?

Am I jumping into the trap if I win, or if I lose?Don’t you care?