Chapter 421: Borrowing a chicken to lay eggs, Xiu'er is still here

The house sweeps all!

Very unexpected result.

Those who bet on the Wu Clan's victory saw the Great Luo lose, and those who bet on the Demon Race's victory saw the divinities also lose.

In the end, looking back…… the true winner was actually only one person——

That is, the one who set up the gambling house——Fuxi!

At this moment, he is also the one shouting, urging gamblers to lose money.

What?

Not paying?

Have you seen that axe on the table?

Although it's not the original Heaven-opening Axe, which had long been dismantled into the Three Pieces of Primordial Supreme Treasure, holding great weight in Honghuang and bearing anti-counterfeit labels,

but this is also a commemorative replica authorized by the first Pangu and can be crafted!

Who wants to try its power?

Perfect, this place is Chaos, the setting is very suitable…… you could consider rushing all at once, to see if we might reenact the tragic scene of Pangu splitting heaven and earth back then?

A most sacred and exalted Great Luo stands tall, slaughtering all Chaos demon gods, opening a brand-new era!

The wailing suddenly grew louder.

This is the genuine voice of many participating gamblers.

They were not people who couldn't afford to lose; accepting the bet and submitting to loss? Or they could still do it.

Of course, with such a huge axe placed there, they also wouldn't dare not to.

But…… it's just too painful!

They've lost too much!

As for why this happened?

Some Great Luo vaguely sensed the inside story, caught a whiff of something fishy, but couldn't speak of it.

Originally a simple gamble, it couldn't reach the level of hurting muscles and bones.

The principle that small gambling entertains, medium gambling harms the body, large gambling costs lives—who doesn't understand that?

At the very first bet, supporting either the Wu Clan or the Heavenly Court side, a win meant a small profit, a loss wasn't enough to talk about bleeding.

But!

Whenever the situation turned, Fuxi always acted in time, moving his lips and tongue, urging everyone to "reverse" and bet on the other side.

And reversing comes at a cost. After all, one must consider recovering the previous sunk cost; the principal put in cannot be smaller, right?

With further adjustments to the odds, the payment becomes even greater.

The most frightening part is that the vanguard battle between the Wu Clan and the Heavenly Court went through twists and turns, many Great Luo heatedly leapt left and right, being led by the rhythm like puppets on strings.

If it were only this, at most some people would lose everything, but many could still preserve themselves.

The truly deadly thing is a tie!

This option was never set in the house's odds from the start!

"We, as Great Luo, capable of breaking through heavy obstacles to prove the Dao, why did we earlier become so indecisive and changeable?"

Some old-timer divinities reflected on themselves; this is also why they suspect something is wrong: "How did we step by step walk into the depths of this gambling?"

"Finally putting all the wealth we painstakingly earned since the opening of the Wu-Yao Era into this bet?"

"There's a problem…… a big problem!"

"Could it be that someone secretly interfered earlier, disturbing our minds, clouding our spiritual awareness, thus causing us to make one blunder after another?"

"Just now, the five great powerhouses stood together…… it looks like only four actually fought, while one was just pouring soy sauce."

"Could that person really just be pouring soy sauce?!"

They thought of a terrifying problem upon reflection.

But this problem cannot be verified.

After all, on one hand they must fear being framed with a "defamation" charge, being demanded compensation for "mental loss fees", "reputation loss fees"... if they can't pay, they'd have to pay with their lives.

On the other hand, they themselves aren't entirely sure. If it were someone else, perhaps they could guess that it's just an eye on their little property.

Embarrassed to rob openly, they'd look for an excuse to secretly loot…… but Fuxi's character is crystal clear to them.

Moreover, this person who once was a top cultivator under Pangu also looks down on such petty money.

After all, he once possessed all of Honghuang, at his peak gathering the remaining value of all beings between heaven and earth—only to be unfortunately robbed by Nüwa taking advantage of the fire? Draining the bottom? Everything was taken, and he even took a new name—Heaven-opening Merit—used for investments everywhere.

As everyone knows, the destination of this "Heaven-opening Merit" is very clear.

The Wu Clan has a share from the industry Nüwa herself built; the human race has a share from the group carrying her road dream; the Three Pure Ones' hidden navy that propagates Pangu orthodoxy also gets a share for handling money.

Fuxi has no money…… even if he had money, it would be what he earned after the Wu-Yao Era began, standing on the same starting line as everyone.

But he also doesn't need money. Going out, he can openly say to others——Fuxi doesn't love money, he has no interest in money.

In short, the fundamental value of luck and merit existing as an aid to raise one's cultivation and prove the Dao—Pangu—is useless to him, since he has already become Pangu.

Logic has an unresolved point.

Unless there is something unknown to the gods, an information black hole, leading Fuxi to perform this underhanded plundering act that loses his integrity.

Otherwise, everyone would just have to accept bad luck…… can't just randomly guess that Fuxi, for the sake of getting rich, has sunk to such a low integrity?

Or perhaps there is a possibility of bribing both the Wu Clan and the Heavenly Court to throw the match, thus resulting in the final tie?

Even the most wild‑imagined editor wouldn't dare make this up, right?

Just then.

Fuxi spoke up at the right moment, giving a final certification of innocence for the ongoing gamble.

"I guarantee that this drawing process and its result are fair, just, and open."

Welcome, all gamblers, proceed with verification.

You can consult members of the Wu Clan or the Heavenly Court to check for any signs of match‑fixing……

I hereby pledge.

If anyone succeeds in exposing a fraud, I will pay threefold!

All principal placed will receive triple compensation!

I also pledge!

The above statements carry no time limit!

In other words,

Even if you are in the next era, or even the era after that, and you feel there is a problem, intend to investigate, you may act at any time, file a complaint and investigation……Even if at that time I cannot explain even a single point of the problem, I will still compensate without excuse!

Of course, you can actually rest assured……Am I a god who does such immoral things? Know that I have always been the model of the gods! A paragon of morality!

Fuxi spoke loudly.

At this moment, many people's hearts were relieved, yet they felt even more despondent—such a sweeping guarantee surely isn't a black‑house operation? Isn't the house manipulating the table? Then their money would have no hope of being recovered.

Of course, there were also some ancient god‑great sages, which made them even more suspicious.

But they did not step forward to challenge; instead, they silently followed the crowd into the betting‑and‑accepting‑loss phase.

Wealth accumulated over tens of millions of years was wiped out in an instant……That kind of pain, they have felt for the second time.

Getting used to it is fine.

……

'Really, there's no problem?'

The Dragon Ancestor watched these scenes silently, yet his mind was unsettled.

'Based purely on the current situation, everything seems merely accidental……Fuxi casually set up the opening bet, the Wu and Yao sides unexpectedly stalemated, and in a situation no one anticipated, the situation developed to this point.'

He furtively glanced several times at Nüwa, who broke the deadlock and spoke of peace, then glanced at Di Jun, who decisively agreed to the talks……The words previously spoken by the Eastern Heavenly Emperor once again surfaced in his mind.

Although that person said, not a single word of what he spoke was true—what the five great powers, the five directional Heavenly Emperors……were all his nonsense, not a single character believable.

The Dragon Ancestor also didn't believe it, but that didn't prevent him from taking a reference or two.

In the end, there was interference.

Thus, the Dragon Ancestor, observing the unfolding situation, inexplicably sensed a conspiratorial aura rushing toward him.

'I'm really worried……'

Muttering to himself, the Dragon Ancestor slightly lowered his gaze, avoiding Nüwa's sensitive, all‑around observing eyes.

'From Xihuang's standpoint, there is naturally no reason to cheat; we, the supreme leaders of the Wu and Yao, also have no need to cooperate with him in throwing a match.'

'But……what if behind this it were the Qing Emperor, Yan Emperor, and Bai Emperor—the three human Heavenly Emperors—teaming up to play dirty?'

'This would make the motive quite ample, wouldn't it?'

'For the Wu and Yao respectively, it's just idle pieces, able to clear out the scattered bettors……After this, many people's fortunes would be wiped out, never to recover.'

'For humanity, however, this is a vital infusion of resources——and it's wealth that bypasses the Wu Clan's public accounts!'

'Once property rights become independent, the Heavenly Emperor system gains another revenue channel and can soar at once.'

'Wanting to kick out the Wu Clan and go solo, only five people would split the money instead of twelve……Just thinking about it gets you excited, doesn't it?'

'If we also suppress the Wu and Yao, it would be even better!'

The Dragon Ancestor harbored a huge malicious speculation.

He exhausted his dark thoughts, using the most shameless mindset to put himself in their place.

Thinking and thinking, he even worked out how, on some future day, when today's behind‑the‑scenes manipulation is exposed, certain people would meet their end.

Like Fuxi stepping forward as the leading figure.

The Dragon Ancestor imagined such a scene——

That top‑tier ancient god‑great sage, wearing the Qing Emperor's robes, supremely noble, opened with a faint smile.

"I thought it was something big; turns out it's just this little matter?"

"You doubt me, thinking I have suspicions of running a black‑house? So you launched the complaint‑arbitration process?"

"Forget it……I am broad‑minded and benevolent, and I don't want to play the game of 'Who are you below, what matter accuses this official?'"

"No need to present evidence of any doubts; I will unconditionally carry out the compensation terms as originally stated."

"Isn't it just 'fake one, pay three'?"

"I'll pay!"

The Qing Emperor cheerfully carried out the compensation.

The gods were delighted; thus the matter was satisfactorily resolved, and they withdrew happily.

Afterward, the Qing Emperor turned, entered a hall representing humanity's highest will, sat alongside the other four Heavenly Emperors, laughed heartily, and began to tell a little story.

"Back then, because I was too poor, my possessions were scant, so I had to use a somewhat unsavory method—I 'borrowed' a bag of feed from someone else to feed my little chicks……Of course, I left a note promising to repay threefold in the future."

"Then those little chicks were commendable; they struggled to grow, became hens, and began laying eggs."

"After that, eggs gave rise to chickens, chickens to eggs, chickens and eggs endless."

"Finally, the owner of the feed came to my door, holding the note to have me fulfill the promise."

"I readily agreed, selling some eggs that wouldn't hatch into chicks—though the quantity was trivial, I successfully compensated for three bags of feed's worth."

"Thus everyone was satisfied……The loser received more than expected, and I achieved peace of conscience."

"Brothers! Do you say I did right?"

"Exactly!" The four Heavenly Emperors unanimously agreed, adding that, after a unanimous decision by the Pangu Committee, the above conduct could not be considered theft or robbery, and does not violate or contravene the morality among the Great Luo collective.

Moreover, it must be written into textbooks, indicating this is a successful financing case, delivering to humanity's industry the crucial first pot of gold!

Precisely because of this pot of gold, humanity was able to go public successfully, and during expansion swallowed all the Wu and Yao's industry revenues, ultimately becoming a monopolistic giant, with total assets increasing a thousandfold, even ten‑thousandfold, in a splendid transformation.

Now, taking out three barrels of gold, he settled the debts of the past…… This is a perfect reversal of cause and effect, and a classic case of creating something from nothing!

Everybody clapped!

The applause instantly thundered like rolling thunder.

——Thinking of such a scene, the Dragon Ancestor couldn't help but shiver.

This is the worst, most terrifying supposition.

Just thinking about it a little makes the Dragon Ancestor feel a chill down his spine.

Will it happen?

The Dragon Ancestor felt somewhat lost, not entirely sure.

Should we nip it in the bud?

It also doesn't seem good.

The Dragon Ancestor blinked.

Tripping up the human race doesn't seem to benefit him much, does it?

After all, once the human race falls, the first to benefit aren't the Dragon Clan but the Heavenly Court and the Demon Race!

If the human race can have the Five Directional Heavenly Emperors, why couldn't the Demon Race set up something similar?

Even if the names differ, the essence remains unchanged!

According to Donghua's speculation, the Green Emperor is Fuxi, the Flame Emperor is Yandi, the White Emperor is Di Jun, the Black Emperor is Hongjun…… what a bunch of good fellows!

The Demon Race's five supreme leaders, the Dao Ancestor and the Four Emperors, have four of them assembled!

Only the Taiyi remains, competing with the human race's fortune essence for the post!

You think it's a battle for the supreme deity?

Taiyi challenges Haotian? Whoever wins becomes the nominal supreme god, commanding both the military and civil affairs!

"Fuck…… if that's the case, then that's truly the biggest black operation!"

The Dragon Ancestor muttered curses under his breath.

Is this a game the Dragon is playing?

Even more brutal than the previous era!

Thinking back then…… the Heavenly Dao spirit Hongjun rebelled, sparking an AI crisis; the tool-person demon forefather Luo Hou wants to rise up, no longer wanting to take the blame for the innate divinities, wanting to counterattack those who daily don disguises, shouting everywhere, "In this terror incident, the demon forefather's remnants declare responsibility," wanting to make a big news story, carrying out the greatest terror apocalypse; the Dragon Clan forged a bloodline ethnic great unification, forcing those unwilling to unite to be united; the Way of Fortune ascended to the grand stage of the age, seeking to reform the system of the Honghuang human cultivation civilization……

Upon closer inspection, the great horror in the Witch-Demon War is by no means lacking!

Indeed.

Once an actor, still showing off on stage today!

(End of chapter)