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C401
"Fellow brothers, please calm your anger. I did not say that I will not compensate you. I, Wang Ming, am fair and square. If you lose, I will compensate you for your bets!"
Wang Ming stood tall and shouted loudly.
Seeing Wang Ming yield, the cultivators of the ninth level of the Longevity Realm, who were suppressing him, immediately withdrew their cultivation.
Wang Ming wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead and took off the storage bag on his waist with trembling hands.
He took out 80% of the treasures in his storage bag and compensated those who had bet on the death god.
His heart was bleeding. This was his worst loss.
He wanted to cry, but there were no tears. In the blink of an eye, his wealth had been reduced by eighty percent.
Looking at the remaining twenty percent, he couldn't help but cry.
"I saved the treasures for ten years and lost eighty percent just like that. It feels terrible …"
While Wang Ming was about to cough up blood, the others were beaming with joy. Everyone had made a huge profit from Wang Ming.
A tall and sturdy young man carrying a huge bone club on his back walked in big strides to Wang Ming's front and spoke in a muffled voice.
"Senior, do you want to set up another bet to see who will be the next?"
Wang Ming felt aggrieved. He raised his head, wanting to curse at the person who had spoken. However, when he saw the person's cultivation base was at the late ninth level of the Longevity Realm, he remembered that this person was the person with the highest cultivation among the people who had oppressed him.
The words that he wanted to curse stopped abruptly. He could only force out a smile that was uglier than a cry as he laughed dryly.
"Senior brother, I will wash my hands in a golden bowl. I will never touch the gambling house again. I will stop!"
Jin Yang frowned.
"Junior Brother, you were just opening the gambling house just now, and now you're saying that you're washing your hands in a golden pot. Do you think I'm stupid and want to make fun of me?"
Wang Ming could not even speak in pain. Helplessness was written all over his face.
"Senior Brother, I've just lost almost all of my fortune and am unable to set up another bet. Through the gambling house just now, I understood one thing: I must not touch this kind of thing, I have to give up!"
After hearing Wang Ming's words, Jin Yang's face was full of sympathy. He patted Wang Ming's shoulder in understanding.
"Junior brother is right. We cultivators should cultivate well and give up on gambling."
Wang Ming nodded in agreement.
He watched as Jin Yang left, clenching his fists tightly as he silently cursed in his heart.
"Boom …"
Suddenly, an earth-shattering explosion occurred within the sea of bones, attracting everyone's attention.
Everyone walked to the edge of the bone sea and saw that a whirlpool had suddenly appeared.
Then, a giant bone emerged from the whirlpool. It was a skull.
The skull slowly appeared, and in the midst of the rapidly flowing sea of bones, a blank area was forcibly squeezed out, and then it steadily stopped in the middle of the sea of bones.
After the skull completely appeared, it slowly moved towards the edge of the bone sea.
"This is …" That skull is coming our way! "
"He can't be here to pick us up for crossing the sea, right?"
"It looks like it. That's great. I was just worried that I wouldn't be able to cross the sea. I just happened to be dozing off and someone sent me a pillow!"
"Everyone be careful, this skull is very strange. It might be hiding some killing intent. Let's observe it for a bit before deciding!"
"Yes, that senior is right!"