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Chapter 1809: As a reward, I'll play an additional round with you

Translator: GodBrandy Editor: Kurisu

In fact, Song Shuhang was more interested in how the senior's storehouse was constantly getting more treasures. How did that work?

However, such a method was definitely impossible for ordinary people to learn, and since it was only his first time meeting this senior, Song Shuhang naturally wouldn't foolishly ask such a question.

As such, he took a step back, and took the initiative to apply as a sanitation worker.

At the same time, he had an idea pop up in his mind as he thought of another way to make more money.

Being a sanitation worker… was truly a great job!

After all, he knew a lot of big shots.

Although these seniors were probably not like the senior before him who had a treasury that was constantly getting more treasures, they should still have a lot of 'garbage' in their treasuries that needed to be 'cleaned up'.

Senior White, Senior White Two, the Great Northern Emperor, Pavilion Master Chu Two, Fairy Cheng Lin—who was pretending to be dead—and Ruler of the Netherworld Striped Dragon…

The treasuries of all these big shots definitely needed some cleaning up.

He would simply make the most out of his friendly relationship with those important seniors, stepping forward to apply for a job as a cleaner who would periodically go to clean their treasuries. There was nothing wrong with this.

And just by cleaning up the 'garbage' for the seniors, he could make loads of money.

When I get back, should I try looking for Senior White Two and see if he'd let me work for him as a cleaner?

This is a huge business opportunity.

Sure enough, the world is full of gold mines just waiting to be claimed. As long as you have a pair of eyes that can clearly see business opportunities, money is merely waiting for you to take it.

The more Song Shuhang thought about it, the more beautiful the idea felt to him, and with that, a strange smile surfaced on his face.

"No, thank you." At the side, the boy smiled, and said, "Only I can enter my storehouse. Other than me, no one is allowed to step in there by even half a step. This is a rule."

This senior was very territorial!

"Still, isn't Senior in need of someone to regularly collect the garbage? I can come to your door and collect the garbage for free." Song Shuhang did not give up just yet.

The boy laughed. "Nowadays, when you have people come to collect garbage, don't you have to pay them for it?"

"…" Song Shuhang.

It seems that this senior never lost connection with the outside world. He actually kept up with the times.

"Alright, that's enough of that. Let's get to the point." The boy put down the teacup, and said to Song Shuhang, "Right now, with you being at the Sixth Stage Realm, you have four chances to bet with me. How about it? Would you like to do a round of betting with me right away?"

Song Shuhang's hand, which was holding the teacup, froze for a moment. When faced with a true big shot, there really was no hiding his identity as a fake Profound Sage. However, that was fine as well. At least it saved him from having to explain his current situation to the senior.

Song Shuhang asked earnestly, "Before betting, can I ask Senior a question?"

The boy nodded. "Sure, there's no harm in doing so."

"Senior, do you still have a lot of garbage in your storehouse at the moment?" Song Shuhang asked. His meaning was: Senior, are you just going to give me leftovers?

The boy squinted and smiled. "Hmm, there is indeed very little garbage left. As little friend Xiaoyao was about to have his final bet with me, I prepared a huge batch of garbage for him beforehand. Therefore, I don't have much garbage at the moment."

Song Shuhang waved his hands repeatedly. "Then forget it. Senior, let's save our bet for some other time. How about you contact me when you have a lot of garbage in your storehouse again?"

"Alright." The boy smiled and nodded.

This senior was really easy to talk to. Other than being very territorial, he had a very good personality.

The boy said, "Then, as a reward, I'll give you an additional round of betting."

"???" Song Shuhang.

The boy continued, "This round will not count towards the previous four chances I mentioned. This can be considered the reward for winning little friend Xiaoyao's first-grade prize. You need not put anything up for stake. After all, this is a reward."

Song Shuhang said, "In other words, I don't need to put up any gambling money, but if I win, I'll get a reward?"

The boy sipped his tea and smiled. "Yes. After all, you did win the first-grade prize, so I can't allow it to be too shabby."

Song Shuhang thought for a moment, and asked, "Can this extra opportunity be saved for some other time?"

"No." The boy shook his head.

Song Shuhang sighed regretfully. "Then, let's play. Senior, how do you want to bet?"

Were they going to use dice? Sic bo? Coin toss? Rock-paper-scissors?

"First, let me show you what I'm wagering. As most of the garbage has already been cleaned up, I'll wager some things that I personally find interesting," the boy said before reaching behind him.

Another eyeball that looked like it was made of 'rubies' floated over. Unlike the large diamond eyeball before, this ruby ​​eyeball was composed of a pair of eyeballs.

After it floated over, it reached out, and handed over two boxes to the boy.

"Let me introduce you to the first item. It's called 'chef heart', and it's a very interesting treasure." The boy opened the first box. There were two bundles of light inside, with one being black and the other white. There were laws that were entwined with the bundles of light, and there was the pattern of a 'path' that could be seen wandering in the light.

Song Shuhang asked curiously, "Is this something related to immortal chefs?"

The boy nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, this is something that someone lost to me a long time ago. My luck is actually very good."

He stretched out his hand towards the two bundles of light. "While sword cultivators have sword intent, and forging masters have sentient weapons, other professions also have similar things—an example being the 'heart of the druid'. As for really talented immortal chefs, they are able to master something similar to sword intent, and that is the chef heart."

Song Shuhang pinched his chin, and looked at these two treasures. They were great items, and they just so happened to be useful for his disciple Chu Chu, who was studying to become an immortal chef.

The boy said, "The little guy who lost to me back then had seven different chef hearts, and he was the most talented immortal chef I have ever seen. Later on, when he lost to me, I took two of his chef hearts out of his body."

Song Shuhang wondered, "Something like a chef heart can actually be taken away? Does that mean that something like sword intent can also be taken away?"

Whether it was sword intent or chef heart, they were a cultivator's understanding of swords or the art of cooking. Although sword intent could enhance the lethality of a sword cultivator substantially, it wasn't actually a form of energy, but more of a conceptual thing.

The boy replied, "Whether it is sword intent or chef heart, as long as you enter a 'betting game' with me, it can be materialized. In my betting game, there are only winners and losers. As long as I win, I can take them away. Of course, this is only true in the 'betting game'; otherwise, even I would not be able to do something like that."

It seemed his betting game was not merely a simple hobby.

Song Shuhang said, "Then, for that cultivator who had lost chef hearts, would they never be able to have those two kinds of chef hearts again?"

"That depends on him." The boy smiled, and said, "The chef is the one who condensed the hearts. Even if they were taken away by me, as long as he is willing to work hard, he can regain what he lost. It shouldn't be difficult for him to recondense those chef hearts, unless he gives up"

Song Shuhang then asked, "How are these two chef hearts supposed to be used?"

"As for how to use these, I'll tell you after you win," the boy said. "In the bets I had with little friend Xiaoyao, I let him win on purpose. Be careful because my luck is actually very good."

"I understand, Senior." Song Shuhang nodded.

That was to say that in this round of betting, he was likely to lose.

"Then, onto the second treasure." The boy opened the second box, revealing a mechanical core inside. "This is a product of the Jet-Black Sect, and it's of the Ninth Stage or higher. This is a very rare treasure."

Song Shuhang couldn't help but glance at the boy. Was he aware of every item he lacked?

"I had taken a look at you, and noticed the aura of a puppet of the Jet-Black Sect. And it seems like you needed this." The boy squinted his eyes, smiled, and then said, "These two treasures should have aroused your desire to 'win', right?"

"…" Song Shuhang.

The seniors in the Nine Provinces Number One Group were right. Those who liked to squint and smile were all monsters!

The mechanical core was indeed something he needed as the puppet maiden was currently lacking a core. And with the wager that had been put up, the boy was right; Song Shuhang did indeed want to win now.

The boy said softly, "Actually, I could have added a few more things up for wager, but you don't have much money to gamble at the moment. Anyhow, let's get to it."

If Shuhang won, he would get the treasures, and if he lost, he wouldn't really lose anything.

Song Shuhang asked, "What does Senior want to bet on?"

The boy tapped the table lightly with his fingers. "Every time I bet, I bet on something I haven't in the past. This time, let's bet on who will cry first."

Song Shuhang blurted out, "Huh?"