At the foot of Hidden Spirit Mountain, Li Chunsong and the others looked up, watching Chu Huai Xu stride swiftly upward.
"The Spiritual Pressure on the mountain doesn't seem to affect him much." Nangong Yue smiled and spoke in her soft, lilting voice.
"Of course. This is only the Mountain Foot area. That slight discomfort is nothing to him," Li Chunsong said.
Hearing this, Nangong Yue turned to him and asked, "Sixth Senior Brother seems especially concerned about him. Is it because you brought him and Shuangjiang up the mountain, or because he helped you win a Bet?"
She had deliberately been teasing him.
Unexpectedly, this Charitable gambling king was quite forthright.
"I brought them up the mountain at Junior Uncle's request. That's certainly one reason. Of course, the main reason is that he helped me win once. I really like this kid!"
"Ninth Junior Sister, you know me. I lose every Bet I make."
"The last time I won was... a very, very long time ago."
As he spoke, Li Chunsong looked at Nangong Yue and suddenly smiled.
Looking at the smile on his face, Nangong Yue couldn't help remembering that afternoon from many years ago.
She watched Li Chunsong smile, but inexplicably felt sad, thinking of the person who had already passed away.
Instead, this Dead gambling dog patted Nangong Yue lightly on the shoulder, his expression full of consolation.
Back then, all of them had still been True Disciples of the Dao Sect.
The Dao Sect had countless Inner Sect Disciples, but only thirty-three True Disciple positions.
The Sect Leader and ten elders could each take three disciples. Those were the Dao Sect's True Disciples.
However, cultivation was an act that defied the heavens. On top of that, the Xuanhuang Realm was unstable, and evil fiends brought