Chapter 86 – Gambling (1) (1/2)
Chapter 86 – Gambling (1)
In a hurry, Qinghan rushed to the demon, and took off the ring from his scale-covered finger. When he placed the demonic ring against his own, the number, beside the sculptured word “War”, changed from 365 to 465.
Looking at the new number, Qinghan thought of his sister, who was lying in bed, waiting for his return. But… he couldn’t. He wished he would encounter scores of high-ranked demons or barbarians, so that he could meet the total number of the target credits, and go home earlier. Nevertheless, this was but a mere dream. Usually, the total number of high-ranked enemies, such as Demonic Emperors, was scarce. The one they just killed was an arrogant lone ranger, who had thought that he could deal with one or two cultivators in the Realm of the Prince with his overwhelming speed. Unexpectedly, he encountered this super team, and eventually died.
“You’d better stand beside me if we encounter a large group of enemies. For those snake-shaped demons, whose power are equivalent to those in the Realm of the Marshal, I figured out a way to defeat them.”
The team members dispersed, and set about doing their own task, with some patrolling around, and others having a rest behind the trees. Only several young lords and girls lingered around the scene. Suddenly, a conveyed voice reached Qinghan’s ears, reassuring him that he would be protected in times of a group fight. Apparently, the melodious voice came from a girl.
Out of curiosity, Qinghan rolled his eyes, and turned his head, in search of the origin of this voice. Finally, his eyes anchored on Qingcheng, and he replied with a big smile, “Alright!”
However, with a doubtful expression, Qinghan glanced at Qingcheng again, as he was surprised that she was able to fight with a snake-shaped demon in the Realm of the Marshal.
Deep inside, Qinghan had complete confidence in his integration technique, which could probably kill such demons within a second. Yet, he didn’t bother to explain too much to Qingcheng, so he just accepted her good intention. Actually, almost no one knew the true power of Qinghan’s integration technique, as most of them thought it should be credited to the holy-grade battle beast. But, since it was considered his trump card, he wouldn’t easily lay his cards on the table, and let everyone know the truth. He would only expose it at the right time…
Qinghan’s warm smile touched the string of Qingcheng’s heart, and she was caught up in such ecstasy, that the corners of her lips kept raising up, while her eyes were lit up with excitement. Out of shyness, she immediately turned around and ran away.
Staring at the beautiful back of Qingcheng, Qinghan was lost in thought. In the beginning, Qinghan had regarded Qingcheng as a brazen, shameless girl, who would force him to marry her. Even more so, after he had learned that Qingcheng would follow him all the way to the Prefecture War, he had even prepared a ton of reasons to reject her. To Qinghan’s surprise, however, she didn’t cling to him at all, as though she wasn’t quite obsessed on marrying him. Instead, she behaved like a standard good wife, and lived up to her reputation as a considerate girl.
Since they had entered Ghost Island, Qingcheng had never thought of any tricks, nor did she deliberately run into Qinghan, pretending for it to be a coincidence. She didn’t even climb on his bed, to try and lure him in with some sensual pleasure. On the contrary, she kept herself away from Qinghan, and only appeared in times of an emergency. It was fair to say, that she had been suffering silently without requiring Qinghan to do anything in return. What was the definition of a good wife? For most men, they would answer it this way: the woman should, first and foremost, understand and support her husband. She should read her man’s mind, and know exactly what she should do and what she shouldn’t do. Apparently, Qingcheng met this criterion.
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In the following days, nothing special happened. Qinghan continued with his cultivation, while Hua Cao and Feng Zi kept attempting to court the girls of the Yue family, and Qingcheng and Qingwu stayed in their respective rooms. Meanwhile, the cultivators in the Realm of the Prince trained the descendants of the prominent families.
With the decreased number of enemies, the team members started to compete with each other, to figure out who got the honor of fighting first with the demons or barbarians that teleported here. Once a creature from another race emerged, the young lords would then take turns to fight against it. This happened, of course, under the protection of the cultivators in the Realm of the prince. When the young lords got tired, the other elites from the team would join in, until the demon or barbarian was too weak to fight back…