Liu Xuanye's Big Secret

Thousand Games Den is a small gambling house.

It is located on the second floor of the second-to-last shop on the north side of Azure Phoenix City, catering only to rogue immortal gamblers.

There is no sexy proprietress, nor are there any maidservants to accompany the gamblers; it only hosts the simplest of thousand-fold games.

Its popularity is not particularly high, but because the games are pure, the occasional visit from a master keeps the crowd decent.

At this moment, the usually bustling gambling hall is silent as the grave.

Across the entire second floor, eighteen of the nineteen gambling tables have suspended their games.

All the gamblers are crowded around a single table in the corner.

Everyone holds their breath, eyes fixed.

They are watching the two people gambling across from each other.

One is a Blind Elder leaning on a long sword, possessing the cultivation of a three-star Immortal Monarch. He is scruffy, with a fierce expression, several scars on his face, and six fingers on his left hand.

Opposite him is a woman with the cultivation of a four-star Immortal Sect Master, her body tightly wrapped in cloth strips that accentuate her petite yet curvaceous and bold figure.

It is none other than Wine Fox Immortal!

Her clothes, a set of bamboo-fiber green robes from the Bamboo Spring Sect, are folded neatly and placed in front of the blind man.

She pours one jug of wine after another into her small mouth, the released drunken phantom sounds enveloping the entire room.

Even so, she still cannot defeat the blind old man before her.

Spirit swords, Giant Gourd, medicinal pills, Immortal Crystal—she has lost everything she could possibly lose... in the end, even her clothes were lost.

If not for the proprietress, Nine-Fingered Divine Crone, specifically finding her some cloth strips to cover herself, she would have lost not only the face of the Bamboo Spring Sect and Azure Phoenix City, but even that of the East Floating Immortal Court today.

Back in the day, she was known as the Little Gambling God of East Floating City. When she studied at the Immortal Academy, she dabbled in everything—gambling, drinking, and more—and was proficient in all of them. Until today, she had always been the perennial winner of this gambling house.

Who would have thought that today, she would lose at the hands of an old vagrant rogue immortal!

Has this blind man opened his Heavenly Eye?

Can she not even beat him by cheating?

Wine Fox Immortal is so angry her chest heaves. Her fox-like eyes stare fixedly at the Blind Elder, preparing to fight again; she has already made up her mind to flip the table and play the rogue if she loses again.

"Continue!"

The Blind Elder's expression is calm.

"Deacon Wine, you have nothing left to lose."

The onlookers hint wildly—isn't there still the cloth wrapping left to lose? It is a pity the old man is blind and cannot see it.

"But you haven't left yet, have you? Speak, what do you want?"

Wine Fox Immortal drains a jug of Immortal Beer, the bright yellow liquid trailing down the corner of her mouth, her jaw, and her snow-white neck, all the way into the tightly wrapped cloth strips.

After a moment of contemplation, the old man does not hide his intent and asks quite naturally:

"This junior has heard from the Immortal Commoner here that it was not Elder Fan of the White Lotus Sect who killed the Void Kun, but rather Elder Lu of the Bamboo Spring Sect who killed it from within the Kun's belly. Is there any truth to this?"

"You may be blind, but you aren't deaf. Everyone says so; could it be fake?"

"Regardless of whether it is true or false, this junior does not trust the eyes of mortals; I only trust what an Immortal Sect Master like Deacon Wine has seen."

"Unfortunately, I was swallowed by the Kun at the time as well. I only heard it from others, too."

"Then is Deacon Wine willing to cast the Truth-Revealing Curse?"

Truth-Revealing Curse?

Wine Fox Immortal's gaze sharpens. She becomes cautious, suddenly shouting boldly:

"You are investigating Elder Lu? Speak, who sent you!"

The onlookers are in an uproar, turning their gazes toward the old man.

You, an Immortal Monarch, actually want an Immortal Sect Master to cast the Truth-Revealing Curse on herself?

Shouldn't you be using the cloth strips as a wager?

You don't crave her body—you're a eunuch!

Do you know how much wine money we've lost to her just because we crave her body?

It's rare for an old man like you to have god-like gambling skills, yet you're a eunuch?

Ignoring the resentment of the crowd, the old man remains composed and simply says:

"Cooking inside the belly of a Kun is truly inconceivable; this junior is merely curious."

Wine Fox Immortal does not actually care; Lu Ya wouldn't even bother to keep such a thing secret, let alone her.

"Fine. If you win against me, I will cast the Truth-Revealing Curse and tell you the truth. But if you lose, you must return everything you won previously, and you must also lose me a jug of top-tier immortal brew."

"Such stakes are not fair."

"Gambling has never been fair."

"Very well."

A moment later.

A new round of betting began under the direction of the dice shaker.

There was only one type of game at the Thousand Gambles Pavilion, known as the Thousand Arts Game.

The dice used in the Thousand Arts Game were specially crafted to be extremely sensitive to spiritual power. Any interference from spiritual pressure or probing by divine sense was strictly prohibited; otherwise, the dice would shatter, a rule that applied even to an Immortal Emperor.

The rules were simple: a neutral dice shaker presided over the game, and players guessed whether the single die would land on small (one, two, or three) or large (four, five, or six).

In a head-to-head match, the game followed a "snatch-guess" format. The first person to guess determined the outcome, and the second player was forced to guess the opposite.

If both guessed the same result simultaneously, it was considered a draw, and the next round would proceed.

While the Thousand Arts Game appeared simple, it actually required extremely acute hearing, rapid-fire calculation, and the most precise physical manipulation to cheat.

The game began.

The dice cup rattled.

Wine Fox Immortal closed her eyes.

A pair of fluffy fox ears peeked out stealthily.

Asking her to perform micro-manipulations to cheat was too difficult; she relied on her hearing. As long as she could identify the result after the opponent's manipulation at top speed, she could still win!

After all—a fox's hearing was far superior to a human's!

At this moment, some of the rogue immortals among the onlookers who had a penchant for beast-eared girls stared with wide, unblinking eyes.

Wrapped in strips of cloth, with soft, adorable fox ears... who could resist that?

With such a bold personality, why did she have to be born with such an incredibly cute appearance and figure?

Blind Elder remained calm and composed.

Although he was not actually blind, he did not expose Wine Fox Immortal. Even if she cheated, he had ten thousand ways to defeat her.

The dice cup hit the table.

The die settled.

The dice shaker announced:

"Please guess—"

Wine Fox Immortal's fox ears twitched, and she blurted out in an instant:

"Large!"

The word "large" had barely left her lips when a voice suddenly roared from behind her:

"Large your head—"

Lu Ya suddenly appeared behind Wine Fox Immortal, grabbed her by her soft, fluffy fox ear, and hoisted her up as if she were a small kitten.

"What kind of look is this?"

Wine Fox Immortal was petite, barely five-foot-three, and as Lu Ya lifted her, her feet dangled in the air, with one fox ear bearing the weight of her entire body.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch—"

The onlookers watched with a mix of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

They had never seen Lu Ya before and assumed he was some random vagrant.

Ning Zhongzi and Muyu Feifei were still on their way.

Lu Ya had arrived via teleportation.

"You still know how to feel pain? Go and put your clothes on!"

"I have to win my clothes back!"

"Then call 'small'."

Wine Fox Immortal was a bit dazed and subconsciously shouted, "Small."

"Small."

The dice shaker lifted the cup to reveal a three, then announced:

"Small wins!"

Wine Fox Immortal was instantly dumbfounded, looking like a little white cat being held by the scruff.

You even know how to gamble?

Blind Elder's expression darkened, looking rather unpleasant.

Perhaps too focused on the dice cup, he hadn't noticed where this mortal had popped out from, nor had he expected this youth to be able to hoist an Immortal Sect Master-level Wine Fox Immortal into the air with his bare hands.

Although Wine Fox Immortal's victory was unsportsmanlike, rules were rules. He generously returned all of Wine Fox Immortal's clothes and other winnings, even tossing in an extra pot of immortal brew.

Wine Fox Immortal's feet touched the ground, and she instantly regained her bold demeanor. She tossed her clothes, spirit sword, and other items into her spatial ring, remaining wrapped in her cloth strips. She then opened the stopper of the wine pot, leaned her cute little nose in, and sniffed—

"Wow, good wine!"

However, the elder's mind was no longer on Wine Fox Immortal.

He had a new goal.

"Who might you be?"

"Lu Ya."

Lu Ya was concise and to the point.

The gamblers suddenly realized who he was, cupping their hands in salute one after another.

"Greetings, Elder Lu!"

However, the old man did not rise.

"So it is Elder Lu. My apologies, my apologies. This old man is—"

"I didn't ask who you were."

Lu Ya's single sentence left the old man stunned, causing his Immortal Platform to ache faintly.

Although he did not know the old man's specific identity, Lu Ya was very clear about his strength and his true form.

He could even tell that the old man had been severely injured a few days ago; it was a miracle he had managed to keep his life.

To be injured like this and still come to gamble?

Gambling addicts are truly beyond saving!

Even if he wanted to investigate something, he didn't necessarily have to rely on gambling, did he? To put it bluntly, his gambling addiction had simply flared up.

"If you want to know the truth, I will tell you: I killed the Kun. Fan Ni was merely cooperating with my sect to help Azure Phoenix City attract popularity, obtain Kun meat, and restore his reputation. That is all."

"That was just his personal choice?"

The Blind Elder thought to himself that this was indeed something Fan Ni might do, but perhaps the process was not that simple.

As the dignified Beast Taming Elder of the White Lotus Sect, with fewer than five people in the East Floating District stronger than him, there was no need for him to be so subservient.

With a wave of his hand, the dice on the table suddenly flipped, jumped, and shimmered with light and shadow.

"The words of a mortal are not to be trusted. Win against me, and only then will your words carry any credibility."

What the hell, a mortal?

I teleported here and even you, an Immortal Venerable, didn't notice. You still think I'm a mortal?

Or is it that you just lost and are unwilling to accept it, wanting to play a round with me?

Lu Ya believed it was the latter.

Although he had no interest in gambling, Lu Ya still asked out of curiosity:

"Then what benefit do I get if I win?"

"If you win, I will also tell you a secret—a great secret concerning Sect Master Liu."