Reborn as a Hatrack in the Mystical Land-Chapter 756 - 6: Demon Pupil vs. Captivating Dice

At the gambling table, Yue Jinghua and Cheng Qianshou were both acting quickly.

Cheng Qianshou, famed as "Qianshou", had become so renowned at the gambling table that people hardly remembered his real name.

With his right hand holding the bowl, and his left tossing the dice, three dice traced a smooth arc as they tumbled into the porcelain bowl.

The dice, red and black, picked up speed within the large bowl, rolling back and forth amidst countless hands. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

The bowl seemed to multiply into two, three, four... Cheng Qianshou’s hands were fast, but the dice were faster.

Compared to Cheng Qianshou, Yue Jinghua’s movements were much simpler; she just flipped the bowl over with a backhand movement. Before the crowd even noticed, the dice had disappeared under the bowl.

Her hands moved rapidly above the bowl.

The clear sound of dice striking the bowl’s walls echoed.

Only true gamblers know that each of the six sides of a dice has a different number of points, thus making a different sound when striking the porcelain bowl.

Both Cheng Qianshou and Yue Jinghua were rolling the dice, waiting for the right side, waiting for the right points.

Cheng Qianshou noticed that Yue Jinghua’s ears were trembling incessantly as well.

Noticing this, a solemn expression flashed across Cheng Qianshou’s eyes.

For a regular gambler, rolling dice requires patience and luck.

However, for those gamblers who possess Dark Power, rolling dice is certainly not that simple.

Whether it’s Cheng Qianshou or Yue Jinghua, both had quietly circulated their Dark Energy throughout their bodies.

The Dark Energy continuously impacted the dice inside the bowl, making their collision speed faster, incessantly changing the six faces.

What is this?

Cheng Qianshou was momentarily stunned; he heard that in Yue Jinghua’s bowl, the dice were colliding even faster than his own.

Cheng Qianshou, self-claimed as a Dark Heavenly Master, had his Dark Energy control at a miraculous level; yet he couldn’t believe that this young Mercenary Captain’s control of Dark Power was far superior to his own.

Cheng Qianshou wouldn’t know that Yue Jinghua was not only using Dark Power to control the collision of the dice, but she had also mobilized some spiritual power.

Under the effects of both powers, her dice’s collision and transformation speed was more than double that of Cheng Qianshou’s.

Sweat appeared on Cheng Qianshou’s forehead, knowing that if this continued, he would lose.

Cheng Qianshou, famed as the world’s number one gambler, losing to an unknown and unruly Mercenary Captain, would be a mockery against the entire Mercenary World.

Cheng Qianshou couldn’t accept this reality; he didn’t want to lose, he couldn’t afford to lose.

Suddenly, he changed his hand gestures, and all the gamblers only saw a blur; in front of Cheng Qianshou, countless hands appeared, just like the Thousand-Handed Guanyin.

The porcelain bowl drew beautiful arcs, flying from the table into the air, tracing a mesmerizing path.

"Shashaasha," the rhythmic sound of dice colliding, like the handbells of a singer, formed a beautiful melody, intoxicating the gamblers present.

Madam Xieleng was slightly taken aback, she hadn’t expected Cheng Qianshou to truly begin showing his skill.

This Dark Technique of shaking dice, named Captivating Dice, used the sound of the dice colliding to compose a melody that ensnared the hearts and souls of opponents and the audience alike, luring them into an illusion, a dreamlike trance, making them forget the gambling game and become completely engulfed.

Yue Jinghua only felt a pleasant tinkling sound around her ears, and all the previous clear sounds of the dice had vanished.

She quickly realized that the opponent was using a trick similar to modern-day hypnotism.

Yue Jinghua once encountered a banker at the Pujing Casino who was skilled in hypnotism. He could create different dice sounds, leading players to make incorrect judgments.

Yue Jinghua bit her lips secretly, only regaining some clarity when she tasted her own blood.

"Despicable, since you don’t play by the rules, don’t blame me for being rude," anger surged in Yue Jinghua’s dark eyes.

In those ink-jade-like eyes, a faint light flickered strangely like fireflies.

At this moment, Cheng Qianshou’s face already bore a smile.

Listening to the dice sounds in his bowl, ding-ding-dong-dong-ding-ding-dong-dong, "six, six, six."

The smile on his lips froze.

He noticed the expression on Yue Jinghua standing opposite him.

Her face didn’t show the foolish look caused by the Captivating Dice; instead, there was a mocking smile on Yue Jinghua’s face. Her pupils, like ghostly fires in the night, emitted a faint light.

That shimmer of light attracted Cheng Qianshou’s attention, making him even forget the dice constantly colliding against the porcelain bowl.

The nature of the gambling match had changed.

The surrounding scene suddenly transformed.

The watching gamblers, the continuously tumbling porcelain bowl in his hand, everything disappeared.

In front of him appeared alluring eyes, above which hovered a crimson New Moon as fine as the tips of eyebrows.

Yue Jinghua’s unique Dark Technique, enhancement. Demon Pupil activated.

That New Moon, sharp as a blade, and those Demon Eyes, like the pupils of a killer.

Cheng Qianshou felt a searing pain in his eyes, his consciousness was devoured by those eyes in an instant.

No, this young mercenary’s Dark Technique is even more terrifying than the Captivating Dice, the junior’s Demon Eye.

Inside the gambling house, nearly a hundred pairs of eyes moved back and forth between Cheng Qianshou and Yue Jinghua.

Their dice throwing gestures changed from fast to slow, with the outcome of the gambling match about to be revealed.

Consciousness was continuously being enhanced. Cheng Qianshou, now with only a fragment of consciousness left, suddenly screamed at the moment the result was about to be revealed. He raised his hand and brutally poked his eyes, immediately blood gushed out, and the vision of the moon and Demon Eye also vanished.

The severe pain caused his tall body to crash into the gambling table, knocking it more than a foot away, but it also allowed him to regain his consciousness.

The chips on the table collapsed sonorously, scattering around like copper coins.

Relying on his last bit of consciousness, Cheng Qianshou slammed the porcelain bowl down on the table, revealing the dice inside still spinning rapidly, the speed gradually slowing until it stopped on "six, six, six."

"Leopard, it’s the sextuple leopard," the gamblers, unable to restrain themselves, exclaimed in amazement, even having forgotten Cheng Qianshou’s bizarre act of blinding himself just moments ago.

Madam Xieleng’s lips also revealed a trace of a chilling smile.

Although Cheng Qianshou’s behavior was bizarre, and he had become blind, he had won this gambling match.

Three sixes, six times the payout, this time Yue Jinghua was set to lose everything.

Maybe it was the shock of Cheng Qianshou’s points.

With a clatter, Yue Jinghua’s porcelain bowl, unsteady in her hand, fell to the ground, breaking into two pieces.

Although the bone china had split apart, the three dice inside were still spinning rapidly.