I run a casino in the immortal realm.

The "Number One Room" mentioned by the manager is located on the top floor of the Goldlion Casino.

Pushing open the heavy sandalwood door, Zheng Yifei felt an extremely pure spiritual energy rush towards him.

The room was decorated in an antique style, without the decadent and noisy atmosphere of the lobby.

The formation completely isolated all external noise. In a purple-gold lion-shaped incense burner in the corner of the room, a top-grade "calming incense" worth a hundred spirit stones was burning.

Three people were already seated around the huge black jade gambling table.

All three wore masks that blocked divine sense, but judging from the faint spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from their every move, they were at least at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

The maid standing behind them held a chip tray filled with purple-gold spirit notes worth ten thousand each.

"Young master, please."

The head manager led Zheng Yifei to the fourth empty seat, and then respectfully withdrew.

The dealer was a beautiful female cultivator, at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, with long, slender, and fair fingers. She glanced at Zheng Yifei, her voice soft yet disciplined: "The ante is 100,000, with no upper limit. Would you like to verify the cards, young master?"

"No need, deal the cards."

Wearing a silver mask, Zheng Yifei casually pushed 100,000 spirit tickets into the game.

In this high-level game, Zheng Yifei's strategy was completely different from that in the main hall.

He knew very well that the people sitting here were either wealthy or powerful, and possessed profound cultivation. If he were to slaughter everyone as before, it would not only arouse the hostility of these big shots, but might also expose his own secrets.

He didn't want to get rich overnight; he wanted to quietly and subtly cultivate spiritual stones.

The sound of shuffling the cards rang out. Zheng Yifei leaned back in his chair, his peak [Control and Calculation] from his previous life already running at full speed.

The faint sound of dominoes colliding and the trajectory of the female cultivator's fingers were as clear as slow motion in his eyes.

In the first five rounds, Zheng Yifei lost three and won two, and his chip count dropped by 100,000.

He behaved like a wealthy young master from a prominent family who was mediocre at gambling, occasionally letting out a sigh of frustration when he got a bad hand.

Seeing this, the dealer and the three distinguished guests at the table greatly reduced their wariness towards him.

In the next half hour, Zheng Yifei demonstrated the ultimate in "concealing his weaknesses" and "controlling the market".

He always manages to win back his losses on a single large bet after losing a few small bets.

His chips steadily increased without him even realizing it, and he quietly put the spirit tickets into his storage bag.

The three people at the table didn't even feel targeted; they just thought the dealer's cards were too bad tonight, while the new young man was a bit luckier.

When he won 500,000, Zheng Yifei stood up decisively.

"The seniors are all highly skilled, and their card skills are even more remarkable. These past few rounds have been nerve-wracking for me, and I simply can't keep up."

Zheng Yifei put away the spirit tickets in front of him, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "This junior is going downstairs to clear his head. Please enjoy your meal."

There was no greed, no arrogance.

Amidst the slightly surprised gazes of the three, Zheng Yifei calmly withdrew from Room No. 1.

Five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones are not enough.

Back in the lobby on the first floor, Zheng Yifei didn't rush to leave.

After being on edge for half an hour, he needed some mindless entertainment to relax. He walked to a "guess odd or even" gambling table, casually tossed down a thousand spirit tickets, and started playing nonchalantly.

However, he underestimated the coincidence of fate.

Just as he placed his bet, a commotion arose from the other side of the hall.

Several elegantly dressed young cultivators escorted one person as they strode over. The young man at the head of the group had a sinister face and an unyielding aura of hostility between his brows.

It was Li Xian—the grand-nephew of the Seventh Elder, Li Zhan.

Ever since Zheng Yifei led a group to investigate and fine the Li family's shops, causing them to suffer heavy losses, Li Xian's allowance in Qingyun Market has been cut by more than half. Today, he lost over 100,000 yuan at the casino, and he is in an extremely irritable mood.

As he passed the single and double tables, his gaze inadvertently swept over the gamblers watching.

Suddenly, his gaze paused for a moment.

The man in black wearing a silver mask was extending two fingers and tapping the black jade tabletop in a very unique rhythm (tap, tap, tap).

That composed posture, that seemingly casual yet exuding absolute control...

Li Xian narrowed his eyes, secretly activating the Li family's secret "Aura Observation Technique." Although the mask could block divine sense from probing his face, it could not completely conceal a cultivator's original aura.

"Five spiritual roots... Qi Refining Level 9..."

Li Xian's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart began to pound.

Zheng Yifei! It's definitely Zheng Yifei!

The anger in Li Xian's chest erupted like a volcano.

This country bumpkin who caused the Li family to lose face and forced his own grandfather to bow his head at the elders' meeting actually dared to gamble away a huge sum of money at Kingston Casino?!

"Fine... fine, Zheng Yifei!"

Li Xian gritted his teeth and instinctively gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Young Master, you mustn't!"

A Foundation Establishment stage guard beside him reacted quickly, grabbing his wrist and saying in a low, urgent voice, "This is Jinlilai! With a Golden Core elder in charge, private duels are strictly prohibited! If you draw your sword here, you'll be breaking the rules, and even the Seventh Elder can't protect you!"

Li Xian shuddered, regaining some of his composure. He stared intently at Zheng Yifei's retreating figure, his eyes flashing with resentment.

"Walk!"

Li Xian waved his hand, leading his men to quietly retreat into the crowd: "Go outside to the Purple Bamboo Grove and ambush him! I don't believe he'll never leave this place! Today I'm going to break his legs, search his storage bag, and let the whole clan see what kind of person this Chief Inspector is!"

After two incense sticks had burned, Zheng Yifei felt bored. He had won 200,000 spirit stones and turned to leave the Goldlion Casino.

A cool night breeze swept through, leaving the bustling market behind.

As soon as Zheng Yifei stepped into the quiet purple bamboo forest, the surrounding air suddenly cooled down.

"Shuashuashua——"

Seven or eight figures emerged from the shadows of the bamboo, instantly blocking all of Zheng Yifei's escape routes.

Li Xian slowly walked out from the crowd, removed his mask, and a sinister, gleeful sneer appeared on his face: "Chief Inspector Zheng, what a refined taste you have. Instead of resting in the middle of the night, you're out here squandering your time at Goldlion?"

"They're living a much more comfortable life than I, the eldest son of the Li family."

Zheng Yifei stopped in his tracks, without even removing his mask, and said in a flat tone without a trace of emotion, "Young Master Li has mistaken me for someone else."

"Stop playing dumb with me!"

Li Xian shouted sternly, taking a step closer: "I'd recognize you even if you were ashes! You're just a peasant in the Qi Refining stage, where did you get hundreds of thousands of spirit stones to gamble? You must have embezzled tax revenue collected by the Inspectorate, or some kind of damn news agency's special funds for its establishment!"

Li Xian became increasingly excited as he spoke, as if he could already see Zheng Yifei's disgrace: "Now that he's in my hands, we'll settle all our scores, old and new! Get him! Break his arms and legs, and rip the storage bag off him!"