Lin Baici's Heaven-Defying Luck!

"I told you, just trust Brother Lin. It'll be fine!"

Li Yintong was so proud. My Brother Lin was the best.

When the giant dragon was far away, everyone had seen a red dragon. But once they were on its back, they discovered it had seven different colors of scales, distributed all over its body in a regular pattern.

Relying on his luck, Lin Baici sensed that the red scales were dangerous.

Sure enough, the next second, those red scales exploded like volcanoes.

He'd bet right.

Anyone standing on them would have been melted on the spot, burned to ash, and turned into dragon scales.

"The second round is starting!"

Fish Ball Guy called out a warning. "I remember Uncle Jiu saying we have to choose within ten minutes!"

"Qingqiu?"

Lin Baici didn't think his luck could stay this good, so he asked Gu Qingqiu. He hadn't noticed anything unusual himself, anyway.

"I haven't found any clues!"

Gu Qingqiu had put her mind to work at full capacity. She was observing her surroundings while recalling everything that had happened since they entered the Nine Dragon Pavilion, trying to find some detail that might help. But she'd found nothing.

"Brother Lin, just pick one!"

Li Yintong looked like an ardent fan who'd follow Lin Baici anywhere and be rewarded with a feast.

"Could you stop making things worse?"

God of Gamblers was exasperated. "Do you think this is something you can just pick at random?"

"Do you know you'll die if you choose wrong?"

"I know!"

Li Yintong wiped her nose with the back of her hand. "If it weren't for Brother Lin, I'd have died in Busan God's Ruins long ago. So even if I die now, I won't have lost anything. At most, I'll be giving my life back