A Sure Win Doesn't Count as Gambling

"What do you mean by that, Senior Sister?" Ding Nian stood to one side and asked quietly.

"To be able to bewitch three Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators in an instant, leaving them none the wiser—his Illusion Arts must be anything but ordinary."

"Moreover, to still hold fast to his mind at the height of ultimate pleasure, and even sense something unusual about the Yin Mare Flower Spirit Seeds, what he cultivates must be an orthodox, superior technique of the Profound Sect."

"Lastly, there are these few words left on the wooden board."

"The Sword Qi sinks three fen into the wood and lingers without dispersing. Its killing intent is so strong that even among Sword Cultivators, who are famed for slaughter, it is extremely rare."

"He is proficient in Illusion Arts and the Dao of the Sword at the same time, and cultivates an orthodox Profound Sect technique. That man is likely a genius disciple from one of the major sects, who occasionally comes into Joy Star Cave to seek some amusement."

The Six-Tailed Girl analyzed it all clearly and logically.

"Then, Senior Sister, how should we handle this? Are we really not going to retrieve those three Yin Mare Flower Spirit Seeds?"

The gorgeous young madam respectfully sought guidance from the Six-Tailed Girl.

"Investigate in secret. Don't make too much noise."

"Still, since that Profound Sect disciple took those three sinister Spirit Seeds and left behind such a line, he most likely won't expose the matter of Chang Le Pavilion harvesting primordial yang."

"Of course, we must also prepare for the possibility that the news leaks."

Although, when sharing in supreme bliss, harvesting yang to supplement yin was extremely common, if the cultivators who had entered Chang Le Pavilion learned that the primordial yang within their bodies had been