Zhou Qingqing stood quietly beside the card table, serving as her own "sexy dealer" as she watched the game between her masters and Yang Mei.
"Die!"
Killing intent gleamed in the eyes of the "Wine Sword Immortal," Upper Pure Master Tongtian. Strands of sword intent flickered across his table before surging together into a mighty Pure One Suit.
As expected of my Third Master. Also a lord of the Dragon Clan, and not only did he get a Pure One Suit, but a One Dragon at that. That's way too impressive.
"Break!"
Overwhelming phantoms drifted over the tiles of "Mystic Heaven," Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerate, radiating boundless and vast divine might.
As expected of my Second Master. Heavenly King Yuanshi, the lord of the Divine Path who had once merged three into one, could even win with a Big Three Dragons.
Heaven and earth lost their color.
The tiles of "Emotionless Daoist," Supreme Pure Laozi, had lost all their radiance.
Thirteen Orphans, Unparalleled National Scholar. Eldest Master truly was a national scholar.
"Don't think I can't do it too."
Yang Mei snorted coldly, and light also flashed across his table.
Kong Bloom. Ancestor Yang Mei had gotten a Kong Bloom.
Watching these mighty beings "slaughter" one another across the card table, Zhou Qingqing sighed inwardly.
I used to think there was no such thing as superpower mahjong in this world, until I met you all.
The moment you start playing, nobody says a word. There's no option for small hands—every hand is huge.
Heh heh.
The Three Pure Ones stirred inwardly.
Since they were already using mahjong for deductions, naturally they had to form grand hands. They were Three Pure Ones Heavenly Venerates; even when playing mahjong, they had to be Mahjong Gods and Sparrow Saints. How could they