Su Xiao would never take part in a gamble he was certain to lose. As for the Abyss Pot, he did not even want to touch it, unwilling to get involved with it in the slightest.
Judging from Wood's performance just now, this thing was a massive trap. As the reward for the devil race opening an abyssal passage, if it were a treasure, would the devil race have let Wood carry it around with him? Absolutely not.
This thing had most likely plagued the devil race for a long time. Wood had brought it along this time to see whether he had a chance to give it away or throw it out. As things stood, the other party had succeeded.
Thinking of this, Su Xiao became even more determined to avoid the Abyss Pot. The devil race had been plagued by it for hundreds of years and had been helpless against it. How could he possibly have a solution just because it came into his hands? Turn danger into opportunity? He must have been dreaming. In Su Xiao's view, even if he obtained the Abyss Pot, he would not fare much better than being completely doomed.
The gamble continued. Although the skeleton had won the Abyss Pot, it calmly put it away and accepted the fact with ease. It was a pure gambler. It had lost too much because of gambling: its former closest relatives, fellow clansmen who had shared its hardships, its own body, two-thirds of its soul...
The skeleton was already numb. Numb to losing.
The second round of the gamble began. This round involved three fragments of a painting scroll. Not only Wood, but Zosias also participated.
Su Xiao turned and walked out of the bone house. He was going to the other side to take