Taoist Master, wishing for a sacrifice-based system

Chapter 31 Wishing to Never Lose Money Again? A Gang Boss Makes a Foolish Wish to "Win Every Time He Gambles"

"People with guilty consciences will feel uncomfortable in this courtyard."

The thought flashed through Sun Hao's mind, but he didn't pay attention to it.

He'd seen far more impressive battles than this.

The "aura" of a dilapidated Taoist temple couldn't scare him.

The doors to the main hall were open.

Qin Du sat in a grand chair.

A live stream is in progress on the phone stand in front of me.

More than 300,000 people are online.

Qin Du looked up and saw Sun Hao.

Eyes facing each other.

At that very moment, the Qi Observation Technique was automatically activated.

Qin Du's pupils contracted slightly.

Sun Hao's head was not blackish-gray.

It wasn't even the "black, gray, and dark red" of the previous playboy Qian Yuhang.

Instead, it was a thick, almost solidified mass of pure black air.

It was as black as ink.

It was as black as the deepest darkness of the night.

Deep within that mass of black mist, several dark red threads could be vaguely seen embedded in the black mist like blood vessels.

Entangled, churning, never ceasing.

Qin Du had been using his Qi Observation Technique for so long, and this was the darkest luck he had ever seen.

none of them.

[Extremely negative karma. This person's karma is extremely heavy, involving multiple lives, and their karmic obstacles are extremely deep.]

Qin Du tapped his fingers lightly twice on the teacup.

He remained expressionless.

"Are you here to offer incense?"

Sun Hao entered the main hall.

His gaze swept over the three repainted statues, Zhao Wei's banner, and the rusty incense burner.

Then it landed on Qin Du.

He glanced at Qin Du for two seconds.

Laughed.

"Yes, we've come to offer incense."

Sun Hao's voice was soft and his speech was slow, like a snake flicking its tongue.

smooth.

It's cold.

You can't detect any emotion in his voice.

"I heard you guarantee your wishes will come true?"

"As you ask, I will grant your request; Heaven will decide," Qin Du replied.

"And the price?"

"It's up to fate."

Sun Hao's smile widened a little more.

"What if the wish I make cannot be fulfilled by Heaven?"

Qin Du looked at him.

"This has never happened before."

"Then let me give it a try."

When Sun Hao said this, his tone was as casual as if he were saying, "Then let me sit at this table."

He walked to the offering table.

He took three incense sticks for himself.

He set himself on fire.

The movements were fluid, even possessing an elegance that was not of ordinary people, like shuffling cards at a gambling table.

Three incense sticks were inserted into the incense burner.

The moment the smoke rose, the air sank.

It's not the same feeling of "slightly heavier" as before.

Instead, it felt as if a huge boulder was pressing down on the entire main hall.

Su Nian was tidying up her things in the side hall when she suddenly felt short of breath and quickly went out to check.

She saw Qin Du and Sun Hao looking at each other across the offering table.

My heart suddenly tightened.

wrong.

This person is not right.

In the live stream, the speed of the comments suddenly slowed down.

Someone typed a line:

This person is terrifying—I can feel the chill even through the screen.

Sun Hao stood in front of the incense burner.

The smoke from three incense sticks swirled around him.

He raised his transparent gray eyes and looked at Qin Du.

Then he spoke.

Sun Hao's voice was not loud.

But he pronounced every word very clearly.

It's like reading out the key terms of a contract.

I made a wish.

From now on.

"I always win when I gamble."

"Never lose a single penny in any betting game."

"To become a true gambling god."

The words fell.

The smoke from the three incense sticks in the main hall suddenly trembled.

This is not normal shaking.

It changed from being straight to rotating.

The three wisps of smoke, like three thin snakes, twisted together and spiraled upwards into a braid.

Then they dispersed.

Qin Du stared at the three wisps of smoke that had dispersed.

A message popped up on the system panel: "[Ding—Wish has been fulfilled.]"

[Wisher: Sun Hao (in a state of extreme negative karma)]

[Wish: To win every bet, never lose in any form of gambling, and become a "God of Gamblers".]

"Winning every time you gamble" sounds simple.

But to achieve "never losing" in the real world...

This involves the very foundations of probability theory.

The essence of gambling is probability.

"Always winning" is equivalent to locking the probability at 100%.

This is not about changing a person's luck.

This is rewriting the mathematical laws themselves.

Qin Du looked up at Sun Hao.

Sun Hao was also looking at him.

In those pale gray eyes, there was an extremely subtle, almost imperceptible smugness.

He's gambling.

He's gambling with fate.

It's a gamble that Heaven can't do what it wants.

"Winning every time you gamble" is a theoretically impossible wish.

Because if one person always wins, then everyone who bets against him will always lose.

This is not just a change in one person's fate, but the alteration of the fates of countless people.

The rules of Heaven state that "the cost shall be borne by the person who made the wish, and shall not be transferred to others."

But the result of "always winning" is that countless others will always lose.

This creates a paradox.

Either Heaven violates its own rules.

Either Heavenly Dao admits it cannot do it.

Regardless of the outcome—

The "Your wish will be granted" sign at Qingyun Temple will all be broken.

This is the snake's card.

He played cards his whole life.

They never make a move when they have no chance of winning.

This time, he believed he had found a bug in the Heavenly Dao.

A logically unsolvable deadlock.

"alright."

Sun Hao pressed the last incense stick into the incense burner and patted the ash off his hands.

He turned to look at Qin Du, his smile so faint it was almost invisible.

"Waiting for your good news."

Then he left.

His steps were exactly the same as when he came. Neither hurried nor slow, without looking left or right.

He walked straight out of the courtyard gate.

The black Passat started up and quietly drove away from the foot of the mountain.

The tranquility created by the calming array has returned to the courtyard.

But Qin Du knew that this tranquility was fake.

Su Nian walked out from the side hall.

She listened the whole time.

"Qin Ferry".

"Um."

"This person's first wish"

Her voice was a little hoarse.

"—Is it really possible to achieve this?"

Qin Du did not answer.

He picked up the teacup.

The tea has gone cold.

He still took a sip.

Then he said something.

The sound was very soft.

"I don't know, but I believe God will give him a definite answer."

"Of course, whether he can afford it, I don't know."

The chat in the live stream room had fallen silent.

This wish is too cruel—to never lose? Is that even logically possible?

I suddenly have a bad feeling—is someone deliberately targeting Qingyun Temple?

On the bright side, what if you actually win every gamble, but then you can't handle it and die halfway through?!

If this works, I will kneel before any Taoist temple I see from now on. If it doesn't work—

I dare not even think about it.

Stay calm. Previous cases have proven that there will always be bizarre methods that we can't even imagine.

Su Nian watched Sun Hao's receding figure outside the Taoist temple.

Since the opening of Qingyun Temple, the system has never "rejected" any wish.

No matter how outrageous, greedy, or vicious.

Accept everything.

Then it implements it in its own way.

It was achieved every time.

Not once missed.

Therefore, the question is not "whether Heaven can do it".

The problem is—

"How will it do that?"

Su Nian was very curious: how could one possibly achieve such a wish of winning every gamble?!