Underground Gambling House

Walking on the bustling streets, although Mu Xue was not as excited as the last time, she was still a teenage girl who wanted everything she saw.

Listening to the chirping sounds like a hundred birds singing, Mu Yang couldn't help but smile.

"Sister, come here." Mu Yang waved to Mu Xue.

"What's the matter?" Mu Xue hopped over to Mu Yang, her pretty face slightly blushing, full of excitement.

Mu Yang smiled mysteriously.

Looking at the youth's smiling face, Mu Xue blinked her lively beautiful eyes.

"Come, I'll take you to go shopping!"

With these words, Mu Yang's face lit up, and he took out a gold coin.

As a direct descendant of the Mu family's third generation, Mu Yang still had some money.

The woman took the gold coin with a gentle smile. "Please come this way."

There were all kinds of dresses, shorts, and tight-fitting outfits in the women's section. Watching Mu Xue cheerfully pick her choices, Mu Yang felt genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart.

She was his only sister. It was only natural for him to dote on her, wasn’t it? Moreover, without Mu Xue, he might never have been able to untie the knot in his heart.

Without thinking too much, Mu Yang shifted his gaze and calmly walked into the men's section.

Robes, vests, and straw hats were in abundance. Unlike Mu Xue, who took a while to choose, Mu Yang only spent a few minutes picking a black robe and then picked up a straw hat before heading to the payment area.

Feeling that it would take a while for Mu Xue to finish choosing, Mu Yang once again took out a bag of gold coins and instructed the salesperson, "When my sister is done, let her wait here for me. I might be away for a while. Thank you."

The salesperson, who initially didn't want to agree, saw Mu Yang take out another bag of gold coins and immediately agreed without any hesitation.

As long as there was money, everything could be discussed.

Wearing a purple robe, Mu Yang held a straw hat and walked out of the Clothes Pavilion, heading straight for the town center.

Although it was in the town center, some places were not very lively, such as the building in front of him.

Fortune-Telling Pavilion.

The so-called Fortune-Telling Pavilion meant that there were professionals inside who could help you predict your destiny. However, very few people in the town believed in this, so this place did not seem to be very prosperous.

However, if you really understood the Fortune-Telling Pavilion from the surface, you would be completely wrong.

Putting on the straw hat, Mu Yang walked slowly into the building.

A damp and musty smell hit him. In front of him, several old figures were sitting cross-legged, half-closed eyes murmuring something, looking like they were immersed in some divine state.

"What does this guest want to divine? Fate or marriage?" A sly-looking man with small eyes walked forward, bowing with a flattering smile.

The first impression this man gave was: sinister.

"Cough, cough!"

Intentionally lowering his groans, Mu Yang smiled beneath the straw hat and directly threw a bag of gold coins at the man.

The man was first surprised, then looked around warily. After confirming that no one was following, He turned around and walked away mysteriously.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yang followed quickly.

Behind the door was a hidden world.

A dark tunnel led directly underground. Although nothing could be seen, it seemed that there was an endless mad roar echoing. Also, with Mu Yang's deepening, a faint heat wave came over.

After walking for nearly half a quarter of an hour, flashes of fire appeared, and the noisy crowd suddenly appeared in Mu Yang's field of vision!

“Big! Small!” Countless people, bare-chested, with robust muscles, were writhing, shouting madly. Even the expressions on their faces were somewhat distorted.

Here, astonishingly, was the largest underground force in Ancient Forest Town - the gambling den! Because gambling violates imperial law, the gambling den cannot be set up openly and can only be established in such a concealed place. However, this did not affect the thriving business of the gambling den.

"Where do you want to go? Gambling or trading?" The man's previous vigilance disappeared, replaced by a fawning expression.

"Trading." A hoarse voice sounded.

"Please come this way." The man immediately led Mu Yang towards a small door ahead.

The hall wasn't large, but it was luxurious. After closing the door, the noisy sounds from outside seemed to be completely cut off, making them inaudible.

Mu Yang was surprised. The soundproofing effect was so strong that the value of this soundproofing material was probably stronger than that of a third-grade spiritual herb!

Underground gambling den, truly a place for the wealthy!

While Mu Yang was admiring, a hoarse voice suddenly rang out, "I wonder what you want to trade?"

Although the voice was not loud, when it entered Mu Yang's ears, it made his head spin, and his body almost involuntarily fell to the ground!

Quickly mobilizing the spirit energy in his limbs, Mu Yang stabilized his body and slowly walked to the counter, handing over the necklace around his neck to the white-haired old man.

The old man in front was a genuine Yuan Foundation Realm of Star powerhouse! Moreover, the aura emanating from him seemed to have reached the level of the Great Yuan Foundation Realm of Star!

No wonder he was so powerful!

The old man took the necklace and immediately infused it with spirit energy. In the next moment, his tightly closed eyes suddenly shot out a gleam of light, and his tone even trembled a bit.

However, after all, he was a powerhouse at the Yuan Foundation Realm of Star, and he immediately suppressed the excitement in his heart, his tone remaining very calm. "Say a price."

"Up to you" Mu Yang's voice was hoarse.

"Three thousand coins."

When this was said, Mu Yang laughed as if he had heard a joke. "Hehehehe, only three thousand coins for a third-grade spiritual herb..."

With that said, Mu Yang reached out, wanting to take back his necklace. However, when he touched the necklace, the old man took it back with a single grab!

"What's wrong? Does the person from the underground gambling den want to snatch it?" Mu Yang's tone carried a hint of hostility.

Hearing this, the old man just smiled faintly, his tone unchanged. "This storage necklace is also good. How about this, adding the storage necklace, ten thousand coins."

"Oh?" Mu Yang withdrew his hand, and a nearly imperceptible smile appeared on his face hidden beneath the straw hat.

The value of a storage necklace was only two thousand. In other words, the Blood Spirit Berry was sold for a price directly exceeding eight thousand!

While Mu Yang had predicted the price of the Blood Spirit Berry to be five thousand, it turned out to be eight thousand now!

A third-grade spiritual herb was indeed extraordinary.

Handing over money and goods, Mu Yang left the small house and returned to the gambling den.

"Now with ten thousand coins, I should be able to buy a third-grade martial skill at the Ancient Forest Martial Hall."

Thinking to this point, Mu Yang was about to leave this place.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the sound of impact rang out. A burly man, like a kite with a broken string, came directly crashing towards Mu Yang!

"Hmm?"

His gaze condensed, and Mu Yang's right palm diffused spirit energy, slowly pushing forward.

The burly man's body slammed into Mu Yang's right palm, feeling like he had crashed into a sponge! Moreover, in just a few breaths, the burly man's body was easily buffered to a stop by Mu Yang!

"Wow!"

For a moment, the crowd burst into exclamation, and their gazes towards Mu Yang instantly contained a trace of awe.

"If you give me a piece of burnt parchment, do you think I'm a beggar? It's only right to pay back debts. Since you can't pay it back..."

"Get him, beat him to death!"