Sparrows at the Sect: Do We Need a Supreme Elder?

The sunlight was just right.

The crisp clatter of red jade mahjong tiles echoed from under the banyan tree in the Autumn Water Pavilion.

How big of a bet should we go?

"Hmm? You need to transfer money? Gambling is forbidden in the sect. You were arrested last time, Master."

Li Mo's expression turned solemn. As everyone knows, he is a righteous gentleman who is mortal and has no grudge against gambling and drugs.

Shang Wu's lips curled slightly. "Who comes to the Autumn Water Pavilion for no reason? It's not easy to play mahjong with your precious disciple, what's the point if we don't spend some money? Hehehe..."

"..."

Why did the beautiful master's laughter suddenly become so sinister?

Qin Yuzhi, with a wicked smile just like Shang Wu's, was teaching Ying Bing the rules of mahjong. Li Mo, who only knew the basics, was also listening.

This seems a bit like Sichuan Mahjong from a past life.

If one player wins, the other three players can continue playing until all three players have won, or until all the tiles have been drawn.

Therefore, the first player to win doesn't necessarily earn the most.

Ying Bing nodded after listening and said softly, "I've never played it before, and I'm not very good at it."

"Me too." Li Mo was still a bit confused about the rules.

"It's okay, you already know the rules. Playing cards is all about luck, and beginners are always lucky."

"Exactly, mahjong is not such an inconvenient thing."

Qin Yuzhi and Shang Wu exchanged a glance, both seeing the sinister smile in each other's eyes.

Mahjong is not such a simple thing.

Blot dry!

Today we must teach that rich and arrogant Little Li a lesson!

"Did I... win?"

Ying Bing pushed out the cards with some uncertainty, a hint of hesitation in her clear eyes.

Tianhu, all in one color.

Qin Yuzhi: "!"

This must be an accident!

Her extraordinary skills haven't even had a chance to be put to use yet!

"?"

Shang Wu looked at Ice Block with surprise and disbelief. How could someone at the card table have even better luck than her?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"Harmful..."

Li Mo didn't win this hand, and he was the one who spent the most money.

Although Shang Wu and Qin Yuzhi won, their hands weren't very strong, so all three of them had to pay.

Ice Block made all the money by himself.

"Pay up, pay up!"

Li Mo took out his silver coins, and despite having lost money, he still had a smile on his face.

"Just lucky," Qin Yuzhi said, refusing to believe it.

Shang Wu reluctantly pulled out some silver from her purse, and said expressionlessly, "Continue."

Then.

After five rounds, the atmosphere gradually became tense and anxious. In each round, Ice Block was the first to win, Shang Wu was the second, Qin Yuzhi was the third, and Li Mo was the last.

"Tsk... This is really weird."

Li Mo picked up another deck of cards, which was colorful and messy, like a house that had been wrecked by a husky.

He doesn't seem to be cut out for winning at cards...

In this round, both Shang Wu and Qin Yuzhi showed joy, clearly indicating that they had a good starting hand. Moreover, the two exchanged a glance, obviously forming an alliance.

The Ice Block remained expressionless, its eyes cold and aloof.

"Hmph."

Qin Yuzhi quickly arranged the red mahjong tiles. "I'm not trying to prove how strong I am, but rather, I'm determined to get back what I've lost!"

You could tell she had a very strong hand.

Shang Wu smirked. "Little Bing, with this hand, you think you can beat me instantly? You think you can instantly kill my Clear Abyss Sect Sparrow God? I'll just..."

"Beat it!" Little Li finally showed some interest.

The winnings are calculated directly.

Then a smooth, cool hand took the One of Bamboo tiles and gently pushed it away.

"Stealing a bar, is that how it works?"

Click!

The Clear Abyss Sect Sparrow God and the God Summoning Cult Sparrow Overlord were struck dumb, slumping weakly in their chairs, their faces changing drastically!

"Do you even know how to play cards?! She only needs that one more card, and you still went for it!" Qin Yuzhi clenched her fists.

"I didn't know how to do it in the first place," Li Mo said, looking bewildered.

"Little Bing, you still say you don't know how to play mahjong!"

Shang Wu gritted her teeth and pulled out the last piece of silver.

"I really don't know how." Ying Bing tilted her head.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"I just started learning it. It should be simpler than divine skills and Go, so I learned it relatively quickly."

"..."

Shang Wu and Qin Yuzhi were speechless for a moment, unable to refute.

Turning my head, I saw Li Mo looking incredibly happy, his smile even more uncontrollable than an AK.

"What the hell are you laughing at? You didn't win a single hand, and you even gave Little Bing a bunch of easy wins. You lost the most and you're still laughing!" Shang Wu said irritably.

Ying Bing glanced down at Li Mo and noticed that he had gambled away all the money he had just taken out.

So she reached out her delicate hand, grabbed the silver she had just won, and put it all with him.

"For you."

"!"

Li Mo was stunned. His mouth, which had been agape like an AK, gradually twisted into a Gatling gun emitting blue flames.

"??"

Qin Yuzhi and Shang Wu exchanged a glance, and Qin Yuzhi, who was on her deathbed, was startled awake.

Something's wrong, it seems we've fallen for their trap!

Li Mo lost the most, but Little Bing won more than he lost. If they combined their losses, they were still winning, so all the money he won came from the two of them.

Are you two committing a marital fraud?!

"I'm not playing anymore, I'm out of money."

Shang Wu pushed the mahjong tiles away.

Li Mo glanced at Ice Block. Today's mahjong game was originally, as Qin Yuzhi had said, to prevent the resurgence of that unpredictable existence in old age.

I've only been using it for a short while, so I don't know if it's even effective...

"Master, you may not have money, but I do."

"Hmm? You're going to be filial to your master? That's so embarrassing..." Shang Wu's eyes lit up and she sat back down.

"Since you're too embarrassed, let's try another way."

Li Mo smiled shyly:

"How about a mahjong loan?"

"?"

At this point, the game had not yet restarted.

The door to the Autumn Water Pavilion was suddenly flung open.

Shang Wu glanced around and saw the Sect Master, Elder Han He, and several others from Cloud-Crossing Sword City standing at the entrance.

Shangguan Wencang moment when he saw the mahjong table.

Elder Han He was filled with surprise and doubt.

The group from Cloud-Crossing Sword City, seeing the Divine Hammer Little Overlord sitting there counting silver coins, completely unharmed, looked as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Elder Zeng looked at the hair in his hand, then at him:

"Li Mo, you... are you a human or a ghost?"

"Of course it's not a ghost, how can a ghost play mahjong?"

Li Mo met the group of people and felt both touched and amused.

Before their fear could turn into confusion, Li Mo joked:

"Naturally, it's a demon, hehehe..."

"Demon, take this!!"

"Don't worry, I was just kidding."

Fortunately, Li Mo explained quickly, otherwise he would have had to catch a blade bare-handed.

"What exactly happened?"

Elder Han He breathed a sigh of relief, but was still puzzled.

Shangguan Wencang chuckled, "A martial artist should have a calm mind. What kind of person would you be if you were so easily startled?"

"Xiao Mo, speak slowly."

Li Mo and Ying Bing both repelled the army of the Great Shang Remnants in the Southern Border and killed high-ranking members of the Demon Summoning Cult Sect.

They even took turns slapping the Crown Prince of Great Yu in the face.

The Sect Master leader has already been prompted to reflect on himself. How can such prodigies as these two little ones grow up without experiencing great trials and tribulations?

Those who are teachers and mentors should remain calm and not make a fuss over nothing.

Li Mo glanced at Qin Yuzhi and said:

"Esteemed elders, I brought the Demon Summoning Cult Leader out with me, so he can now be considered my employee."

"?"

"She's writing her resume now. Does our sect... need a Supreme Elder?"

"???"