I'm Feeling It Now!

"Great Wilderness Tycoon?"

Hearing the name, the Ancestral Witches couldn't help but feel confused, though they didn't find it too strange. After all, Chen Song had already brought out Mahjong and poker cards, so this was likely at least as fun as those.

Chen Song introduced, "This game integrates strategy, luck, adventure, and trading! You can all transform into Great Wilderness cultivators, travel the Great Wilderness on this board, seize cave dwellings, collect Spiritual Treasures, encounter fortuitous events, and even battle other players! The ultimate goal is to become a 'Great Tycoon' who is the wealthiest in the Great Wilderness and possesses peerless cultivation!"

This "Great Wilderness Tycoon" set was something he had concocted out of boredom during his seclusion, combining his own experiences with Great Wilderness legends. The rules were more complex than Mahjong or poker, but the fun factor was even higher.

As for why he hadn't brought it out to play at Wuzhuang Temple before, it was because Chen Song hadn't fully perfected the rules then, and there weren't as many people. Now, with more than ten people, wouldn't it be even more lively?

When had the Ancestral Witches ever seen such novelties? They all gathered around, listening with their mouths agape. Even the most composed Houtu showed a strong interest. The Witch Race's nature was straightforward, preferring simple and direct conflict, but this simulated travel and strategic game offered them a brand-new experience.

"Sounds more interesting than fighting!" Zhurong rubbed his hands.

"How do we play? Teach us quickly!" Gonggong urged.

Chen Song chuckled and began to explain the rules in detail. Starting capital, rolling dice to move, buying unclaimed cave dwellings, collecting tolls, encounter cards, heavenly tribulation cards...

The Ancestral Witches were stunned by what they heard, yet found it incredibly novel.

Soon, the center of the stone hall was cleared, and a massive "Great Wilderness Tycoon" game board was laid out. Chen Song, Houtu, Zhurong, Gonggong, and Big White, who was lying on the board propped on its front paws, sat down as the first batch of players. The other Ancestral Witches and Great Witches gathered around curiously to watch.

The game began!

Zhurong snatched the dice and rolled them with force: "Six! Haha, straight to Kunlun Mountain! This place has long-lasting Destiny, I'm buying it!" He waved his hand grandly, as if he had truly taken Kunlun Mountain into his possession.

Gonggong followed closely, rolled his dice, and drew a card. His expression immediately fell: "Encountered an Outer Realm Celestial Demon, cultivation dropped? Bad luck!"

Houtu, on the other hand, was calm and composed, advancing step by step. She drew "Discovered an Innate Spiritual Root," and her assets steadily grew.

Chen Song, relying on his "foresight" of the Great Wilderness, could often avoid risks, purchase potential plots at low prices, and accumulate a considerable fortune.

Big White was a complete disruptor, rolling dice randomly and buying territories haphazardly. Yet, sometimes it was blessed with incredible luck, drawing top-tier encounter cards, making Zhurong howl in protest.

The stone hall was filled with thunderous noise:

"Dijiang! You stepped on my Buzhou Mountain villa! Pay up! Triple the amount!" Zhurong roared, banging on the table.

"Sister Houtu, your toll for Wuzhuang Temple is too harsh, how about a discount?" Gonggong looked at his dwindling pile of spirit stones with a pained expression.

"Huh? 'Strayed into Purple Heaven Palace, heard the Great Dao'? Hahaha!" Zhurong's feet were almost on the game board, but everyone knew that guy couldn't understand a single word of the Dao.

"Ahhh! Why did I draw 'Alchemical Furnace Explosion' again!" Big White held its dog head with its paws, on the verge of tears.

When the game ended, Houtu won with her steady strategy. Zhurong and Gonggong went "bankrupt" multiple times due to their overly aggressive play. Chen Song came in second, and Big White, though last, was still enjoying itself.

"I'm not convinced! Let's go again! This time I'll choose the Demon Race as my game piece and specifically target Zhurong's territory!" Gonggong shouted.

"Afraid of you? Watch me burn you into poverty with a single flame!" Zhurong retorted fiercely.

Chen Song, along with the Witch Race and Ancestral Witches, became engrossed in Great Tycoon, Mahjong, and poker, completely losing track of time.

After an unknown amount of time had passed.

The entire Witch Race was still immersed in this unprecedented gaming feast. Just as the clamor threatened to lift the roof of the stone hall, The Grand Pure One Laozi, who was cultivating in seclusion on Kunlun Mountain, slowly opened his eyes.

His state of mind was as calm as a still pond. Having nothing better to do, he pinched his fingers to divine the recent situation of that troublesome disciple of his.

The heavenly secrets manifested, and Laozi's brow furrowed slightly. In his perception, the karmic threads related to his disciple in the direction of Buzhou Mountain were currently fluctuating violently, interwoven with various emotions of excitement, annoyance, and joy. Furthermore, a strange power, subtly simulating the workings of heaven and earth's laws, was disturbing the air, mixing with the surging Blood Essence and malevolent energy of the Witch Race, making it exceptionally... noisy.

"This child... is once again engaging in activities that distract from one's ambitions among the Witch Race," Laozi shook his head slightly, a hint of helplessness in his tone.

He sensed that Chen Song's cultivation was still stuck at the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, with no progress whatsoever, yet he was expending his energy on such frivolous matters.

"This unlucky kid, why hasn't he broken through yet? And he's still playing like this?" Laozi's mind stirred, feeling that he couldn't let Chen Song continue his reckless behavior.

His form flickered, and he vanished from his meditation cushion. In the next step, he directly tore through the void and appeared within the noisy stone hall of the Witch Race.

The future Saint, who had been immersed in the Quasi-Saint stage for a long time, even without deliberately releasing his pressure, his very presence was enough to bring the laws of heaven and earth to a solemn silence.

The previously boisterous stone hall instantly fell silent. All the Ancestral Witches stopped what they were doing and looked in astonishment at the leader of the Mystic Gate who had suddenly appeared.

Laozi's gaze calmly swept across the table with the giant game board, the scattered cards and chips, and Chen Song and Big White, whose faces still held traces of excitement.

"Disciple Chen Song," Laozi's voice was calm and unwavering, yet it clearly reached the ears of every being present, "Have you played enough? It's time to go back."

The smile on Chen Song's face froze instantly. The "King's Bomb" he was about to play almost fell to the ground. "Mas-Master..." His scalp tingled.

Laozi said no more. He lightly flicked his sleeve. Chen Song, Big White, and the Kui Niu and Green Ox, who were still outside the hall testing their strength against the Witch Race warriors, were instantly enveloped by an irresistible gentle force. They transformed into several streaks of light and were immediately taken away by Laozi from the Witch Race stone hall, heading towards Kunlun Mountain.

Within the Witch Race tribe, only Laozi's faint voice remained: "Fellow Daoists of the Witch Race, this old Daoist has disturbed you..."

The lively stone hall instantly quieted down. The Ancestral Witches looked at each other.

Zhurong scratched his head: "Uh... the eldest of the Three Pure Ones himself came to fetch him?"

Gonggong smacked his lips: "Tsk, boring! We were just at a crucial part!"

Houtu smiled slightly: "Young friend Chen Song, it seems you're going to get lectured when you get back."

Chen Song felt his vision blur, the wind whistling past his ears as he was whisked away by Laozi, flying out of the Buzhou Mountain area and speeding towards Kunlun Mountain. Big White, terrified, bit tightly onto his collar. The Kui Niu and Green Ox also followed obediently, not daring to make a sound.

Chen Song felt utter despair, knowing that getting caught playing games online this time would mean a harsh punishment upon his return.

He secretly glanced at his Master, seeing Laozi's expressionless face, his heart pounded even harder.

However, during their flight, perhaps it was the simulated travel through the Great Wilderness and experiencing various "fortuitous events" and "heavenly tribulations" while playing "Great Wilderness Tycoon" among the Witch Race that had subtly touched his understanding of the laws of heaven and earth; or perhaps it was the accumulation of his experiences, such as subduing the Green Ox, fighting You, and debating with the Ancestral Witches, ah, no, discussing the Dao...

Chen Song suddenly felt that the bottleneck of Grand Unity Golden Immortal peak, which had been stuck for a long time, was actually loosening at this moment!

"Master, wait! I think I'm getting a feeling!"

"Speak human."

"I'm about to break through!"