Divine War Pill Emperor

Wen Shixi won the first round again.

Jiang Chen had a nagging feeling that Wen Shixi’s luck with the cards was unnaturally good.

The second round began.

Jiang Chen immediately started his calculations.

The results showed that Wen Shixuan would be the final winner.

Wen Shixuan had the highest total, a full twenty-three points.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and decided to go for broke.

’I’ll risk it. It’s just one drop of essence blood.’

’Compass, I offer a drop of my essence blood. Reverse the luck of the cards.’

Instantly, the Compass bizarrely drew a drop of essence blood directly from Jiang Chen’s body.

The loss of the essence blood made Jiang Chen frown slightly, as if a part of him was now missing.

Still, one drop wasn’t a significant loss.

As the drop of essence blood landed on the Compass...

The Compass suddenly flared with a brilliant red light.

A red light then appeared over each of the six seat numbers displayed on its surface.

But the intensity of the red light varied for each position.

The light over seat number five, Wen Shixi’s, was the most intense.

Next was Wen Shixuan’s, followed by Jiang Chen’s.

As for the other three, their red lights were unremarkable.

Jiang Chen was slightly taken aback. ’Does the red light represent card luck?’

Jiang Chen watched this unfold in amazement.

He watched as the Compass began to rotate on its own.

Suddenly, a pulling force emanated from his position, seat number six.

With a strange power, this force began to siphon the red light from the other five seats.

It drew the most from the areas where the red light was most intense.

In the end, the red light above Jiang Chen’s seat was blinding, while the lights over the other five seats grew faint.

Jiang Chen was dumbfounded.

’It seems the Compass has transferred all the luck with the cards to me.’

A look of delighted surprise appeared in his eyes.

He sat upright in his seat, his expression composed.

He knew that from this moment on, he would have complete control over the table.

The Holy Light automatically dealt the cards.

Round one.

Seat one got a seven.

Seat two, an eight.

Seat three, a six.

Seat four, Wen Shixuan, received a nine.

Seat five, Wen Shixi, got a seven.

Jiang Chen glanced at his card. It was a one.

He was completely taken aback.

’This can’t be right. Did the Compass mess up?’

A one on the first card was just about the worst possible draw.

Behind him, the Third Prince saw Jiang Chen’s one and couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

’Jiang Chen’s luck is even worse than mine. He’ll have to fold again.’

He shook his head, waiting for Jiang Chen to fold his hand.

This time, the player in seat two was the first to act.

Seat two tossed in ten million in chips.

Seat three called. Wen Shixuan sneered, "This is too small. No fun at all. One hundred million."

With that, he tossed a hundred-million chip onto the table.

Wen Shixi looked at his seven. His luck had been good all night, so after a glance at Wen Shixuan, he too flicked in a hundred-million chip.

While the first card often hinted at the final outcome...

...it wasn’t a sure thing. It was entirely possible the others would draw low cards.

Wen Shixi naturally wasn’t afraid to take the risk.

Besides, he’d already won several hands in a row.

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth. He had absorbed all the luck; even with a one, he took out a hundred-million chip and tossed it onto the table.

"I call. One hundred million."

He said it as if money were no object.

Behind him, the Third Prince saw Jiang Chen call a hundred million with a one and nearly collapsed.

Unable to speak up and warn Jiang Chen, the Third Prince was on the verge of a breakdown, so anxious he could have cried.

He desperately wanted to ask, ’Are you an idiot?’

A one was basically an automatic fold, yet Jiang Chen had called a hundred million.

The Third Prince simply couldn’t comprehend this kamikaze style of play.

Seeing Jiang Chen’s bold hundred-million bet...

...Wen Shixuan and Wen Shixi were both taken aback.

Then, smiles spread across their faces.

"Good. A true hero."

"You’ve got guts."

The turn fell to seat one.

After a moment’s thought, the player also tossed in a hundred-million chip.

The first round of betting ended. If anyone wished, they could raise the bet further.

However, players rarely raised at this stage; the risk was too high.

The second card was dealt.

Jiang Chen saw his card: a nine.

He instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Behind him, the Third Prince was stunned, completely baffled.

He didn’t understand how Jiang Chen could have been so confident he would draw a high card.

In the second round of betting, the Martial Cultivator in seat two folded.

It was seat three’s turn to act.

Seat three decisively called the hundred million.

Wen Shixuan and Wen Shixi both followed, each calling the hundred million.

However, both seemed somewhat hesitant.

Jiang Chen tossed another hundred-million chip in.

Wen Shixuan and Wen Shixi both shot Jiang Chen a surprised glance.

Jiang Chen remained expressionless, perfectly calm.

"Kid, you’re out of money," Wen Shixuan sneered.

Jiang Chen had only started with two hundred million. Now that he had bet it all, he didn’t have a single coin left. Wen Shixuan was gloating.

Jiang Chen said calmly, "It’s fine. The casino lends money, doesn’t it? With the Third Prince as my guarantor, borrowing a few hundred million shouldn’t be a problem."

Behind him, the Third Prince forced a bitter smile.

’Jiang Chen really is audacious.’

After the third card was dealt.

Finally, seats one and three both folded.

They didn’t dare to call.

Wen Shixuan laughed menacingly. "Two hundred million!"

He tossed in two hundred million.

Knowing Jiang Chen was now out of funds, he chuckled. "Let’s see you call that."

Wen Shixi glanced at his cards, then also called the two hundred million. They were both going all in.

Jiang Chen looked at his final card—another nine.

His cards added up to a total of nineteen points.

In a situation like this, the gamble wasn’t just about luck, but also about nerve.

Right now, Wen Shixuan was betting against Jiang Chen’s nerve.

If Jiang Chen folded, all the money he’d bet so far would be lost.

Jiang Chen immediately borrowed two hundred million from the casino.

"I call!"

Seeing Jiang Chen actually call his two hundred million, Wen Shixuan’s expression soured.

His hand wasn’t particularly strong.

Wen Shixi’s expression was also grim.

His hand wasn’t great either.

Now, only the three of them remained.

Wen Shixuan sneered. "I raise. Two hundred million."

He slid two more hundred-million chips onto the table.

This started a second round of raises.

At the same time, Wen Shixuan shot Jiang Chen a vicious grin, his eyes saying, ’I’m going to make you lose so badly it will be humiliating.’

He dared to go all out and keep raising. Even though his hand was weak, this was a battle of nerves now. Since no one knew their opponent’s hand, it was possible to win with sheer audacity.

This was a common tactic in any casino.

When Wen Shixi saw Wen Shixuan raise again, his expression changed slightly.

After a moment of consideration, he folded.

Only Wen Shixuan and Jiang Chen were left in the game.

"Do you still dare to call?"

"Go on."

Wen Shixuan taunted Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly. Then, he borrowed another two hundred million from the casino.

"I’ll call again!"

He called. That’s right, he called with another two hundred million.

Wen Shixuan was stunned. He hadn’t expected Jiang Chen to call again.

The Third Prince and the others watching from behind saw this clearly and frowned.

It was obvious that Jiang Chen’s hand wasn’t that strong.

He had already bet four hundred million.

If he kept betting, his losses would only grow.

At this moment, Wen Shixuan hesitated.

He didn’t dare to call again. "Alright, kid, you’ve got balls. I fold. Show your cards!"

Wen Shixuan suddenly realized that Jiang Chen wasn’t just ruthless—he was also incredibly bold.

Finally, with a flash of Holy Light, the cards were turned over.

Wen Shixuan had a nine, a six, and a three, for a total of eighteen points.

Jiang Chen had a one, a nine, and a nine, for a total of nineteen points.

Staring at Jiang Chen’s cards, Wen Shixuan’s expression turned utterly foul.

’Damn it all! That bastard actually won.’

Clearly, Jiang Chen had the higher total. He had won the round.

Wen Shixi’s expression also darkened.

They had intended to make Jiang Chen lose, but instead, he had won over a billion in a single hand.

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