Bodhisattva, please help me in my spiritual practice!

Chapter 112 Additional Bet: One Card Short!

Having his origins exposed by the elephant-headed god Ganesha, Tianlu God Lord stopped pretending. A huge Pixiu appeared behind him, with a single horn and holding a phantom imperial treasure. Each hair of the Pixiu was as brilliant as a golden tassel, fluttering like flames.

Lord Tianlu laughed and said, "We are both gods of wealth, how could we not understand the principle that the most precious treasures belong to those with virtue?"

When the elephant-headed god was mocked by the Heavenly Lord of Fortune, his divine power surged again, forming a reckless flame that threatened to incinerate everything around him.

Seeing this, Tianlu Shenjun threw out the bamboo box he was carrying. This bamboo box could contain all the treasures in the world. Instantly, it expanded in the wind, transforming into the size of a small world, which enveloped both him and the elephant-headed god.

When Ganesha saw this, he not only remained calm but also revealed a smug smile.

This is the effect He wanted to see.

In the current game, Tianlu Shenjun has won three times, which is a significant advantage. Therefore, Tianlu Shenjun definitely wants to secure this victory.

On the contrary, as long as Ganesh could turn the tide and achieve a draw, he wouldn't actually lose anything. So he acted without any scruples, intending to force Tianlu Shenjun to expend more power to separate the two great gods.

Although he was trapped by Tianlu Shenjun's Lesser Thousand Worlds, Elephant Head God thought that since everyone was a split soul, Tianlu Shenjun couldn't do anything to him. As long as he could restrain Tianlu Shenjun here, Su Motan would handle everything outside.

He waved the Six Desires Stomach Cords in his hand, and the six stomach cords instantly transformed into six venomous dragons that stretched to the heavens and the earth in this small world. These venomous dragons moved according to the six senses of greed: the eyes for lust, the ears for sound, the nose for smell, the tongue for taste, the body for sex, and the mind for thought.

If one's six senses are not pure, one will be hooked by the poisonous dragon following the six desires.

At this moment, Tianlu Shenjun was consumed by greed as he sought to seize Shoucai Town. A crimson poisonous dragon, disregarding spatial distance, used greed as a bridge to ascend, its back coiling like barbs, tightly binding the true form of the Pixiu behind Tianlu Shenjun.

However, the opponent could only temporarily restrain Tianlu Shenjun's greed. The poisonous dragon's barb tried to pierce the Pixiu's fur, but it was easily blocked by the Pixiu's invulnerable body.

"You'd better stay here and watch the show!"

Ganesha, the elephant-headed god, laughed triumphantly, victory seemingly assured.

Tianlu Divine Lord responded with a cold laugh, "This gamble has only just begun to determine who the prey is!"

Ganesha wanted to use believers as the key to winning or losing in a mortal gamble, which is common in divine battles, especially when two gods are evenly matched.

But how could those two fools He chose compare to the cunning boy He himself picked!

Thinking of Ao Peng's cunning, Tianlu Shenjun couldn't help but recall the time when Hongxiuzhao demanded a title. He was completely humiliated and lost face that time. This time, with his own backing, Ao Peng's loss of face would probably be more than just a matter of losing face for Ganesh.

Inside the casino, the two powerful figures arrived and departed swiftly, like a whirlwind. To most spectators, they only saw two beams of light erupt from behind the gambling table and from the stands, before vanishing without a trace.

Without the interference of the two powerful figures, the dealer Su Motan's hand became much more agile when dealing cards. With a flick of his finger, a small diamond appeared at his fingertip, intending to deal it directly to Ao Peng.

Ao Peng looked at Su Motan's gesture as he was about to deal the cards and suddenly laughed, "Give me two good cards, Su Motan."

The playing card was flipped over, spun around, and slid down the gambling table to Ao Peng's table: the Jack of Spades!

"Somatan, you traitor!"

Inside the presidential suite, Raab nearly threw his phone in frustration.

Even though Ganesh had already shielded them from the gods' interference, Somotan, the dealer, still dealt them the cards they wanted. Lab couldn't think of any other reason besides Somotan being a traitor!

Ao Peng tapped the cards in front of him and chuckled, "Indeed, a good hand."

Then he looked at Su Motan with confidence, "We're still missing a good card, Su Motan."

Su Motan stared blankly at the Jack of Spades under Ao Peng's palm for a while, then glanced at Ao Peng again.

I really dealt this card myself, it wasn't switched by Ao Peng!

When did he get infected?

Suddenly, Su Motan remembered the promise he had made to Ao Peng in order to get him into the arena: "If you have any other requests, I will try my best to fulfill them."

Su Motan sensed something was amiss, but Ma Ruyi suddenly tripped and fell into Ao Peng's arms, interrupting his tiny thoughts and making him refocus his attention on the card table.

Bharat's method of applying karma is indeed unique. In fact, Buddhism's application of karma is derived from Bharat. Therefore, Somatan immediately realized that he had committed a verbal offense.

At this moment, the karma of speech transforms into karmic retribution. As long as he deals the cards, the next card will inevitably be a good one for Ao Peng!

Su Motan's expression grew increasingly solemn. His opponent's cunning was indeed beyond his expectations, but it was also within reason. The opponent was a believer brought by Tianlu Divine Lord, so it would be strange if he didn't have any skills.

But if the other party thinks that winning at the gambling table means they've won, they're sorely mistaken!

Su Motan moved his hand and dealt a Jack of Hearts to Labu. Then, he gently activated his supernatural power and sensed that the Qingfuzi in Ao Peng's heart had grown stronger and stronger than ever before. He confidently hooked it.

Sure enough, just as Su Motan was about to deal the last card, Ao Peng shouted "Stop!"

"Is there a problem, Your Excellency?"

Su Motan looked at Ao Peng with deep, unfathomable eyes.

At this moment, Ao Peng's smugness was practically overflowing.

So he turned to look at the VIP seats behind him.

A man in the VIP section immediately stood up. "You lucky fellow," he said, "it seems you've forgotten you've deposited five million incense offerings with me."

Inside Yangcheng Manor, Boss Ma rubbed his hands together, manipulating his character. "The 'Lucky Man' has also deposited one million incense offerings with me."

Ao Peng raised his hand, looked at Su Motan, and smiled, "By the way, I do have six million incense offerings left. I request to seal the tokens and then exchange these incense offerings for chips. Is that alright?"

Su Motan's gaze was deep and calm as he said, "Of course, that's your right."

[As per your request, the gambling is temporarily suspended.]

Ao Peng confidently stepped down from the gambling table and then went to the two incense deposit points. He had informed the Empire of the situation regarding the five million incense offerings, allowing the Empire to make its own decision.

Finally, the empire dispatched a logistics manager to bring five million incense offerings here.

At this moment, the head of the logistics department's palms were covered in sweat. This was a huge gamble for him. The logistics department had been frantically trying to save the incense offerings these past few days. If he could win this round, the pressure on him would be greatly reduced, and he would naturally rise to prominence. But if he lost, the consequences were obvious. Ao Peng would not fare well, and he would be directly sidelined.

On the other hand, Boss Ma was quite relaxed. Although this million incense sticks was all the money he had left in the game, ever since he realized that the incense sticks he bought with money were poisonous, he wished he could give them all away.

Ao Peng wasn't surprised that the logistics department could come up with five million incense offerings, but this "Miss Ma Ruyi" not only brought out one million incense offerings, but also gave him a millennium worm, which did catch Ao Peng's attention.

His surname is Ma, he's from China, he's a millennium bug, and he can produce millions of incense offerings at once.

Ao Peng probably guessed Miss Ma's background.

However, he was unsure whether this was Boss Ma's daughter, who had never appeared in the news, or Boss Ma himself.

Ao Peng tentatively sent a private message, "Miss Ma certainly has unique tastes!"

Yang Cheng, Old Ma, remained calm and composed. As a veteran internet user, he knew perfectly well that whoever backed down at this moment was a fool. Even if he was a fool, how could he admit to being a fool?

There's only the difference between wearing women's clothing countless times and zero times; in any case, Ao Peng couldn't possibly recognize himself through the screen.

At this point, he had no choice but to go down this path, so he sent a private message in reply, "I've been living a life of luxury since I was a child and don't have many hobbies, but now I do have one."

"What are your hobbies?"

"I just want to have a simple relationship."