Demon Cultivator in Abyssal Era

Chapter 186: Chapter 137: The Path to Clearing the Trial

Looking at the demon arm in front of him, the masked man was completely stunned.

He never imagined that someone could withstand two fire cannons unscathed while being bound by the Bet Chain!

You’re not the big brother! With such formidable strength, why are you even playing with me?

If you’d beaten me up earlier, I would have behaved obediently!

On the half of his face that remained, there appeared a smile uglier than crying: ”Are you planning to beat me up with both hands?”

”Very clever.”

Chu Xiu smiled as he approached.

”Wait! Wait! Don’t kill me, I’m still useful!” the masked man screamed, ”Information! Intelligence! I’ll do whatever you want! Spare me!”

Chu Xiu stopped slowly in front of him, rubbing his chin: ”I do have something I want you to do.”

This gave the masked man a glimmer of hope, and he nodded repeatedly like grabbing a lifeline: ”What is it, what is it? I’ll do anything!”

”But before that, you should give me the chips you have on hand.”

”Yes, yes!”

The masked man struggled to get up, rolling and crawling to a corner of the room to pry open a floor tile, revealing a wooden box. Chu Xiu stood behind him, watching coldly, the Blood Curse Bone-Piercing Nail ready to strike, prepared to kill him instantly if he made any unusual moves!

Fortunately, the masked man seemed aware of his situation, fearing Chu Xiu to the extreme, and didn’t try any tricks. He obediently brought the box in front of Chu Xiu and opened it.

Lowering his head to look, Chu Xiu saw six ancient coins inside and a few cloth bags, and nothing else.

He picked up a coin, and a panel appeared before him.

[Destiny Chips: A universal currency issued by the Gambling God, holding them slightly enhances luck for believers of the Gambling God.]

”Can it enhance luck?”

In the Extraordinary World, luck is an intangible yet real thing.

Chu Xiu remembered an encounter with Jiang Xue before, whose profession was Fate Main Priest (S), seemingly related to luck and very mysterious.

Although only S-Class, it seemed even rarer than SS.

”This is good stuff.”

However, Chu Xiu figured that since it was a basic currency, the enhancement in value should not be significant, and it only works if one believes in the Gambling God.

But soon, his brows furrowed again.

”Why only six?” Chu Xiu asked coldly.

The masked man seemed to expect Chu Xiu’s question and made a tearful face: ”I really only have this much left. I’ve exchanged most of my chips for living supplies. Here, us commoner gamblers are basically working for the lord to earn chips.”

Chu Xiu looked doubtful: ”The bet requires you to have at least ten chips.”

”This is the Death God’s bet, my life is worth ten chips.”

Chu Xiu: ”...”

He rubbed his forehead: ”That doesn’t make sense. By that logic, you should gain ten chips every time you win, and you’ve supposedly killed many awakened ones. How can you have so few?”

The masked man’s head hung low: ”I exchanged them for living supplies.”

”Really?” Chu Xiu smirked coldly, and the Celestial Demon Hand suddenly reappeared without warning, descending upon the masked man!

In a flash, the masked man screamed: ”Paradise Grass! I used it to buy Paradise Grass!”

Chu Xiu’s arm paused, and the massive fist of the Celestial Demon Hand hovered above the masked man’s head.

”Paradise Grass?”

”Yes, it’s a grass that brings extreme pleasure from the depths of the soul. Sir, would you like some?”

Chu Xiu thought of something, lifted the remaining cloth bags in the box, and found some gray-yellow powder inside.

It dawned on him: ”So you’re an addict. No wonder.”

Addicts are exceedingly cowardly in normal times, but when the craving hits, they turn into reckless lunatics. Their minds are utterly destroyed, incapable of saving chips and thus risk their lives each time.

A tinge of disdain flashed in Chu Xiu’s eyes as he looked at the masked man, who, feeling misunderstood, defensively retorted: ”Do you think I wanted this life? Even as a common gambler, I had some reputation in my hometown, and the master of the town’s gambling house had arranged a marriage between me and his daughter, but after coming here, I was tricked by the lord into drinking fruit wine mixed with Paradise Grass, leading to a lifetime of slavery.”

”I wish to escape his control and return to my hometown, where someone still waits for me, but that feeling...once touched, it’s inescapable, I...”

He was cut off by Chu Xiu, who raised a hand: ”I don’t care.”

The masked man wisely shut up immediately.

”Tell me more about the situation here: the distribution of high-tier forces, personnel layout, and any special rules, one by one.”

”Don’t think about lying. I’ll keep you with me all the time, and if I find even a single lie, I’ll kill you instantly.”

”And if your intelligence satisfies me...those Paradise Grass are useless to me.”

At the mention of ”Paradise Grass,” the masked man’s eyes lit up, and he unconsciously licked his dry lips, hurriedly spilling everything he knew.

A few minutes later, Chu Xiu had a rough grasp of this world.

This world is controlled by an Outer Realm Demon who believes in the Gambling God, who himself is the king here.

Under him, a detailed hierarchy is established for different gamblers, ranging from lowest to highest as slaves, wanderers, commoners, knights, knights, nobles, and royalty.