Ban Ye Strikes It Rich!
For ten whole days, Lin Bai had been cultivating the Blackwater Divine Lightning Art and the Mystic Arts within it in his residence. After ten days, he had achieved some modest success.
That day, Lin Bai walked out of the secret chamber to get some fresh air.
He happened to see Ban Ye and the fat uncle sitting in his little courtyard, drinking. When they saw Lin Bai emerge from seclusion, they called out with a laugh, "Brother Lin Bai, come over and have a drink!"
Lin Bai walked over with a smile. Looking at the table laden with delicacies, he said with a grin, "Whoa, these dishes look like the finest offerings from the Celestial Fairy Pavilion!"
The fat uncle swallowed a mouthful of fine wine and said excitedly, "You bet! This whole table cost over a thousand merit points! Who knows where Ban Ye struck it rich—he's actually treating himself this well!"
"Brother Lin Bai, I'll tell you this secretly: Ban Ye used to be so stingy that he wouldn't even buy himself a new set of clothes. He still hasn't managed to find a wife."
The fat uncle burst into hearty laughter.
When Ban Ye heard the fat uncle bring up his former embarrassing affairs, his old face flushed red. He gave a bitter smile and said softly, "I didn't strike it rich. I just bet some merit points that day when the Sword Demon fought the Beast."
Lin Bai and the fat uncle stared at Ban Ye in astonishment.
The fat uncle exclaimed, "Damn, why didn't you tell me about this? Judging from how you're throwing money around now, you bet on the Sword Demon, didn't you? How much did you bet?"
Lin Bai also looked at Ban Ye curiously.
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