I run a casino in the immortal realm.

The back of the fourth-tier peak demon beast, the Shadow Demon Dragon, is as broad as a plaza, and its scales are like black divine gold, radiating a chilling metallic luster.

At a height of 30,000 feet, the gale-force winds were like knives, enough to instantly tear an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator to shreds.

But Ye Tianqiong simply waved his hand, and a layer of dark red Nascent Soul Dharma Domain, like an inverted glass bowl, firmly protected Zheng Yifei within it.

Outside the domain, the wind howled and the sea of ​​clouds churned; inside the domain, however, all was calm and still, not even the hem of Zheng Yifei's clothes was lifted.

"The Xuantian Sect has set up the 'Heavenly Net Formation' on the Blood Soul Valley front. Even a fly flying over it will be detected by the formation's spiritual energy fluctuations."

Ye Tianqiong stood with his hands behind his back atop the dragon's head, the wind whipping his black hair. A haughty sneer curled at the corner of his mouth: "But before my Shadow Demon Dragon, it's nothing. This beast is born with the ability to conceal itself. As long as it flies high enough, even if that old dog Qin Cang were to personally oversee things, he would be blind."

Zheng Yifei stood at the back, looking down at the mountains and rivers below, which seemed to swoop by like ants.

The dragon's speed was incredible, forcibly tearing a vacuum passage through the clouds on both sides.

In just half a day, the endless, undulating mountains were left behind, and Qingyun Market came into view.

As night falls, the lights are on.

From a bird's-eye view, the most dazzling sight in the entire Qingyun Market is none other than the brightly lit and spiritually vibrant "Mirage" super casino.

The massive complex resembled a colossal beast devouring gold, lurking in the night. The spirit-gathering array atop it emitted a dazzling golden light, illuminating the night sky for dozens of miles around as bright as day.

"That's interesting."

Ye Tianqiong narrowed his eyes, his powerful divine sense instantly sweeping over the buildings below: "This formation is quite ingenious. It seems that the Qingyun Sect has spared no expense."

However, compared to the super gambling den that my Heavenly Demon Sect is currently building, it's still a bit small in scale.

"The Vice Sect Master has keen insight."

Zheng Yifei promptly offered a compliment: "This mirage is just a small test; the one at the Heavenly Demon Sect is the real treasure trove."

Ye Tianqiong nodded in satisfaction. With a thought, the Shadow Dragon's enormous body instantly shrank, transforming into a black ray of light and disappearing into his spirit beast pouch.

Then, Ye Tianqiong grabbed Zheng Yifei's shoulder, and the two of them, like two weightless leaves, silently passed through the defensive array on the top floor of the mirage and landed steadily outside the door of the most core secret room on the top floor.

"You can handle your business here. I'll give you five days."

Ye Tianqiong released his grip, his gaze passing through the glazed floor of the top floor to the red-faced cultivators frantically placing bets in the hall below, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

"I have been in seclusion for many years and have not seen such hustle and bustle of the mortal world for a long time. Now that I am here, I will personally go down to experience it and see what kind of magic your gambling den has that can make people lose everything."

"Vice Sect Master, this..."

Zheng Yifei feigned hesitation, "Your status is so high, what if you are recognized by the Xuantian Sect's spies..."

"What a joke! If I didn't want to be recognized, who could see through me?"

Ye Tianqiong snorted coldly, and his bones cracked and popped. His originally burly figure instantly grew several inches taller, and his appearance changed to that of a middle-aged rogue cultivator with a sallow complexion and sinister eyes.

He casually pulled out an ordinary gray robe and put it on, perfectly suppressing his cultivation level to the early stage of Foundation Establishment, it was simply flawless.

"I'm going to play a couple of rounds. When you're done, find somewhere to stay. I'll come looking for you in five days."

Ye Tianqiong waved his hand, turned around and walked down the secret passage towards the VIP area, his back view revealing a rare interest.

Watching Ye Tianqiong leave, Zheng Yifei breathed a sigh of relief.

With this powerful figure in the late Nascent Soul stage "incognito" visiting the gambling den, Mirage is definitely the safest place in the entire Southern Wilderness for the next five days. Even if Qin Cang comes in person, there's nothing to fear.

Zheng Yifei turned around and pushed open the heavy stone door of the top-floor secret chamber.

The secret room was empty, and the spirit-gathering array operated silently.

Zheng Yifei walked to the center of the room, quickly forming a complex hand seal, and his spiritual power circulated wildly according to the route of the "Thousand Illusions Transformation".

With a low, grinding sound, his once handsome face began to distort and reform. His jawline widened, his eyes drooped slightly, and his skin changed from fair to a weathered bronze.

In just a few breaths, Zheng Yifei had completely transformed into a man who looked to be in his early thirties, with an ordinary appearance but exuding shrewdness and competence—Xu Zhengyuan.

This was a pseudonym he created within the Qingyun Sect to conceal his true identity. He was nominally the cousin of the sect leader, Xu Zhengkun, and also the apparent head manager of the Mirage.

After all, the name "Zheng Yifei" is currently the number one wanted criminal of the Xuantian Sect. If he were to hold a meeting here openly under his real name, it would definitely bring annihilation to the Qingyun Sect if word got out.

He walked to the large rosewood desk, sat down, and pressed a communication array panel on the corner of the desk.

Before an incense stick could burn for a second, steady footsteps could be heard outside the secret chamber.

The stone gate opened, and five figures filed in.

Leading the way was Zhao Wenyuan, who was still dressed as a refined and gentle Confucian businessman.

Following closely behind was Su Qingwan, dressed in a smart and fitted brocade robe, holding a thick ledger in her hands;

Next was Zhang Biao, who exuded a murderous aura and resembled a humanoid beast;

Finally, there were Chen San and Lin Bao, who were in charge of intelligence and transportation.

The five people entered the secret room and saw "Xu Zhengyuan" sitting in the boss's chair without any surprise.

They were all Zheng Yifei's confidants, so they naturally knew the true identity of this body.

In their eyes, Zheng Yifei was a god, a god of wealth who could make the Grand Elder of Xuantian Sect run wild, command the wind and rain in Tianmo Sect, and give them a huge amount of spirit stones every month!

"Please sit down."

Zheng Yifei leaned back in his chair: "During the time I was away, nothing went wrong at home, right? Qingwan, you go first."

Su Qingwan stood up, placed the account book in her hand in front of Zheng Yifei, her eyes sparkling with excitement: "Yifei, the revenue from Mirage has not only not decreased, but has instead shown explosive and stable growth!"

Over the past ten months, our total revenue has reached an astonishing 3.5 billion low-grade spirit stones!

Upon hearing this number, even Zheng Yifei, who was used to seeing large sums of money, couldn't help but twitch his eye slightly.

"After deducting the 30% that goes to the Qingyun Sect, the 20% share given to Elder Wan Tianxiang, and various operating costs and security expenses, the net profit remaining in our secret account is a full 860 million low-grade spirit stones!"

Su Qingwan spoke very quickly and clearly, "In addition, as per your instructions, we have launched the 'VIP Spirit Stone Savings Card' system. As long as you deposit 10,000 spirit stones in advance at the gambling den, you can enjoy a 5% discount on chip exchange and free top-grade spirit tea service."

Currently, the pre-deposited funds alone, sitting on the books, amount to a staggering 120 million spirit stones!

"Well done."

Zheng Yifei nodded approvingly. This enormous pool of funds was Mirage's most terrifying trump card.

"Wen Yuan, what about operations?"

Zheng Yifei turned to look at Zhao Wenyuan.

Zhao Wenyuan bowed slightly and reported to his superior: "Yifei, all the gameplay elements of Mirage have been fully developed."

In addition to traditional Pai Gow and Sic Bo, we also introduced Spirit Beast Racing and Cultivator Indiscriminate Fighting betting last month.

To maintain customer activity, we hold a "Rewards for Veteran Gamblers" event every two weeks, giving away some free low-level chips. This tactic has greatly improved the retention rate of our casual gamblers.

The current daily passenger flow has stabilized at around 80,000.

"Very good. Service attitude and the bottom-ranking elimination system must be strictly enforced. Anyone who dares to give a gambler a hard time should be kicked out immediately."

Zheng Yifei tapped the table and turned to Zhang Biao: "Brother Biao, security is of paramount importance. Has anything gone wrong?"

Zhang Biao suddenly stood up, his muscles bulging high in his tight-fitting clothes. He grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, exuding a chilling aura: "Don't worry, boss!"

With Elder Wan Tianxiang's fourth-order top-grade array as a safety net, no one could cause any trouble.

In the past six months, we have dealt with a total of 126 gamblers who attempted to cheat or caused trouble.

Zhang Biao paused, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "Among them are three mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators who, blinded by greed, are trying to snatch chips in the VIP area by force, relying on their cultivation level."

I led my brothers to activate the killing formation, immediately severing their hands and feet, destroying their Qi Sea, and stripping them naked, which was then displayed on the archway outside the market for three days!

From then on, no matter what kind of deity they were, once they entered our mirage, they all had to behave themselves!

"Do it cleanly."

Zheng Yifei smiled with satisfaction.

In gambling dens, the principle of "harmony brings wealth" is meant to impress those who follow the rules. For those who don't, the most ruthless methods must be used to establish authority.