Chapter 103: Undercover Ends
Latest Update: Xiao Han and Qiu Mu Cheng.
Translated content:
Douro: The Collapse of Douluo
Myth Invasion: I Behead Gods on Earth
Phoenix Strategizes for the World: The Empress Rules
Beloved Disciple Has Become Dark
The Whole Nation: I Memorize Three Thousand Codes to Become a Celestial Master
Translated:
My cute little shimei at home is too adorable
Detective in the World of Detective Conan
Time's Dance
Pre-advance Shop
Four Years We Walked Together
Global Crazy Teen
The Ninth Prince of Daxia's Country
The Ferocious Soldier Beheads the Sky
The Furious Warrior in Marvel Requests for Death in Battle
Rebirth in an Era of Soaring
The Perfect Female Boss
Warm Spring Land
Translation:
The master is coming down the mountain, and my senior sister is spoiling me too much.
As a substitute bride, the divine concubine was exiled with her spatial abilities.
Click Ranking:Beyond the passing time
Becoming glamorous: CEO spoils his wife sweetly
Criminal Psychology
I See Qing Mountain
Forced to become a general despite wanting to retire
Becoming the Beloved Paranoia of the Crown Prince
Phoenix Ming Douluo
The Deer and the Cauldron
Urban Rise and Fall
Shen Linruo Xiaorong
This game is just too real
The Monster King Comes to Receive the Crown
Han Sanqian, the Proud Son-in-law
Great Era
Godly Doctor's Legitimate Daughter
Farewell Mr. Lu
Step aside, let me handle it
Power Play in a Flourishing Age: The Red Beauty Dominates the World
Deep Love: Mr. Lu's Sweet Petting of his Little Wife
Seductive Princess: Poisonous Concubine Shakes the World
The moonlight is hazy and the stars twinkle.
Ning Rongrong's face turned scarlet as she reluctantly put down the empty wine bottle and said, "You cheated."
Wang Xing smiled helplessly and used his soul power to force the alcohol to flow along his meridians, ending at his pinky finger. The alcohol seeped out from his fingertip, forming a fine, crystal-clear line and dripped onto the ground.
He wiped his hands with a tissue: "There's no way, I didn't expect you to be such a heavy drinker."
"I guess it's a talent. Some people are naturally born with higher spiritual power, and naturally, there are also people born with higher alcohol tolerance than others," Ning Rongrong smiled slightly, "It seems like you're not good at everything either."
"I'm not a god, how could I know everything? It's late at night, I have to go."
"Goodbye. No need to see me off."
Wang Xing climbed out of the window and quickly disappeared into the night. Ning Rongrong shook the empty wine bottle in her hand and sighed inexplicably.
Alcohol is a really strange thing. It doesn't taste good, but sometimes you really want to drink it. And after drinking, it feels even worse than before... I won't drink it anymore in the future.
Not long after, Qianren Xue, who was sleeping, was awakened by the shaking of the bedboard. She kept her eyes closed, sniffed, and frowned, saying, "Why is there a smell of alcohol?"
"Rong Rong insisted that I drink with her, and I couldn't refuse."
"Haha." Qian Renxue turned around, "But the wine was still given by me."
"..." Wang Xing was speechless.
“早点睡吧。明天要早起。”
千仞雪用魂力暂时屏蔽了自己的嗅觉，这下舒服多了。她往被窝里缩了缩，很快重新进入了梦乡。
On this day, before dawn, a fleet of carriages lined up neatly at the gate of the Crown Prince's Mansion. Soon, a small group of people sneaked onto the carriages from the mansion's entrance. With a command from the coachmen, the precious horses marched out of the city, heading towards the City of Warrior Souls.
After the carriage had gone far away, the Prince's mansion seemed to have regained its former atmosphere. However, what those talkative guests didn't know was that the most mysterious room in the center had long been deserted, even the purple wisteria had been moved in advance, leaving only some furniture that was too lazy to take away.
Inside the carriage, Wang Xing smelled the fresh air outside the Tian Dou Imperial City and felt extremely delighted. Qian Renxue's emotions seemed more complicated. Sometimes, she thought about being able to return to her grandfather's side, and other times, she thought about seeing her mother, causing her expression to constantly change as she stared out the window.
"Dinner time, dinner time."
Wang Xing brought a rectangular tray from the chef of another carriage. On top of it, delicacies such as pastries, fruits, and cold dishes were elegantly arranged in small porcelain plates. Despite being in the wild, with soul tools used to store ingredients, the meals were no less luxurious than those in the palace.
Qian Renxue blinked her eyes and didn't seem very appetized. Jiang Zi Yi was resting her cheek in her hand, looking sad.
Wang Xing helplessly said, "Why are you all so listless? You are not enthusiastic about eating, and there seems to be a problem with your thoughts. It's fine for Xue Er, but what's wrong with Zi Yi?"
Jiang Ziying pouted and said, "You don't understand. We still haven't found out about Jinzhu's whereabouts, and I'm really annoyed."
"Still thinking about Jinzhu?" Wang Xing sighed and chuckled, "Not to mention us, even the Pope himself has probably forgotten about him. It's only you who is so persistent. Let's eat quickly, and after that, we can play cards. There's nothing else to do in this carriage."
"Alright."
Jiang Ziyi looked down at the plate and picked and chose before using two fingers to gently pick up a purple round object and put it into her mouth. She closed her eyes and chewed a few times, revealing a satisfied expression.
"Grape flavored, delicious."
Qian Renxue discreetly took a pale yellow pastry, which appeared to be salted egg yolk flavored.
"Hey, you guys eat so fast!" Wang Xing hadn't reacted yet, and there were only a few green petit fours left in the plate. He didn't dislike matcha flavor, but this color...
Qian Renxue wiped her mouth and said, "Eat quickly. After eating, let's play cards."
"......" Wang Xing had no choice but to gobble up the green pastry. The remaining fruits and other items were quickly eaten by the group, and the plates were put back into the spatial soul device, replaced by a stack of brand new cards on the table.
This unremarkable stack of cards is the latest masterpiece from the Hall of Martial Souls, consisting of a set of 50 cards. Among them, 48 cards are inscribed with numbers 1 to 10, as well as the representation of the Clan Master with "p" and the representation of the Emperor with "k". These 12 different card faces come in four suits each, which are the well-known Blaze, Heavenly Water, Divine Wind, and Thunder. In addition, there are two "jack" cards, Angel God and Pope.
(Actually, it is similar to poker, except that it is missing four cards.)
Although it may seem inconspicuous, these cards can be combined in infinite ways and are perfect for passing the time. However, considering that Wangxing and his friends are only three people, they can only choose the simplest game, "Soul Fighter".
"Three!"
"Eight!"
"King!" (Here, King represents K)
"Can't afford."
"Bomb!"
Jiang Ziyi was happily thinking about continuing to play her cards, but was caught off guard by Wang Xing. She got angry and said, "Aren't we teammates? Why would you bomb me?"
Wang Xingyi said with a serious expression, "You only have one card left, if I don't bomb, how can I double the odds? After I bomb, I will play another card to give it to you."
"Are you a pig?!" Jiang Ziyi tightly grabbed Wang Xing's shoulders and shook them with frustration, "I only have a 3 left! I can't get rid of it now!"
Qian Renxue couldn't help but burst into laughter: "You two, is it time to pay up? Double or nothing with explosives?"
"Alright, alright, here you go." Wang Xing reluctantly handed over 6 melon seeds to Qian Renxue – this was their stake. Money meant nothing to them, so there was no point in gambling with it. Using melon seeds made it more interesting.
"It's all because of you, we were supposed to win..." Jiang Ziyi sat back on her seat grumpily. Technically, as a subordinate, she shouldn't be so unruly, but after all, Wang Xing and Qian Renxue didn't care much about these things. They were all peers, and after spending a long time together, they had become half-friends."
“虽然是我炸得有些冒昧，但难道你剩个3就没有一点点责任吗？”王星一边嘴里振振有词，一边把散落的卡牌聚拢重新洗牌。
“说起来，武魂殿最近大事没干，天机牌这种小玩意倒是发行了不少。也不知道教皇她是怎么想的，转型商行？”
千仞雪冷笑一声：“她那种野心勃勃的人会安心当一个商人？现在这么隐忍，肯定是在藏着某种大计划……虽然说，我不理解，咱们有隐忍的必要吗？”
"Wait until she arrives and ask her then, isn't that enough?" Wang Xing lowered his head and divided the cards into three piles, leaving two cards as the bottom cards. "Come on, let's draw the cards."
Soul masters have superior vision and memory compared to ordinary people. Therefore, if ordinary materials are used to make the cards, soul masters can easily remember the faces of the cards based on the subtle traces on the back. However, the officially issued cards by the Spirit Hall have special materials, with no traces on the back, and can even resist weak soul power probing. The technological complexity involved in them can be regarded as quite high.
Such excellent material, and yet it's being used to make playing cards instead of weapon-type soul devices? Wang Xing muttered, picked up a card and looked at it, then smiled happily: It's an angel card.
However, Jiang Zi said, "Sorry, I just grabbed an extra card. This card belongs to Qian Renxue, and this 3 is yours."
Wang Xing trembled as he handed the angel card to Qian Renxue and picked up the 3 card again, saying, "Why? I can't accept this!"
Chen Renxue grabbed the Angel Card and said, "Why so many whys? Maybe Contra playing cards will bring better luck."
Yes, now in the carriage playing cards are a Contra fighter, a Contra Saint, and a Contra Emperor. However, in front of the Destiny Card, even a titled Douluo and an ordinary person can experience the same joy.
Ning Rongrong's face turned scarlet as she reluctantly put down the empty wine bottle and said, "You cheated."
Wang Xing smiled helplessly and used his soul power to force the alcohol to flow along his meridians, ending at his pinky finger. The alcohol seeped out from his fingertip, forming a fine, crystal-clear line and dripped onto the ground.
He wiped his hands with a tissue: "There's no way, I didn't expect you to be such a heavy drinker."
"I guess it's a talent. Some people are naturally born with higher spiritual power, and naturally, there are also people born with higher alcohol tolerance than others," Ning Rongrong smiled slightly, "It seems like you're not good at everything either."
"I'm not a god, how could I know everything? It's late at night, I have to go."
"Goodbye. No need to see me off."
Wang Xing climbed out of the window and quickly disappeared into the night. Ning Rongrong shook the empty wine bottle in her hand and sighed inexplicably.
Alcohol is a really strange thing. It doesn't taste good, but sometimes you really want to drink it. And after drinking, it feels even worse than before... I won't drink it anymore in the future.
Not long after, Qianren Xue, who was sleeping, was awakened by the shaking of the bedboard. She kept her eyes closed, sniffed, and frowned, saying, "Why is there a smell of alcohol?"
"Rong Rong insisted that I drink with her, and I couldn't refuse."
"Haha." Qian Renxue turned around, "But the wine was still given by me."
"..." Wang Xing was speechless.
“早点睡吧。明天要早起。”
千仞雪用魂力暂时屏蔽了自己的嗅觉，这下舒服多了。她往被窝里缩了缩，很快重新进入了梦乡。
On this day, before dawn, a fleet of carriages lined up neatly at the gate of the Crown Prince's Mansion. Soon, a small group of people sneaked onto the carriages from the mansion's entrance. With a command from the coachmen, the precious horses marched out of the city, heading towards the City of Warrior Souls.
After the carriage had gone far away, the Prince's mansion seemed to have regained its former atmosphere. However, what those talkative guests didn't know was that the most mysterious room in the center had long been deserted, even the purple wisteria had been moved in advance, leaving only some furniture that was too lazy to take away.
Inside the carriage, Wang Xing smelled the fresh air outside the Tian Dou Imperial City and felt extremely delighted. Qian Renxue's emotions seemed more complicated. Sometimes, she thought about being able to return to her grandfather's side, and other times, she thought about seeing her mother, causing her expression to constantly change as she stared out the window.
"Dinner time, dinner time."
Wang Xing brought a rectangular tray from the chef of another carriage. On top of it, delicacies such as pastries, fruits, and cold dishes were elegantly arranged in small porcelain plates. Despite being in the wild, with soul tools used to store ingredients, the meals were no less luxurious than those in the palace.
Qian Renxue blinked her eyes and didn't seem very appetized. Jiang Zi Yi was resting her cheek in her hand, looking sad.
Wang Xing helplessly said, "Why are you all so listless? You are not enthusiastic about eating, and there seems to be a problem with your thoughts. It's fine for Xue Er, but what's wrong with Zi Yi?"
Jiang Ziying pouted and said, "You don't understand. We still haven't found out about Jinzhu's whereabouts, and I'm really annoyed."
"Still thinking about Jinzhu?" Wang Xing sighed and chuckled, "Not to mention us, even the Pope himself has probably forgotten about him. It's only you who is so persistent. Let's eat quickly, and after that, we can play cards. There's nothing else to do in this carriage."
"Alright."
Jiang Ziyi looked down at the plate and picked and chose before using two fingers to gently pick up a purple round object and put it into her mouth. She closed her eyes and chewed a few times, revealing a satisfied expression.
"Grape flavored, delicious."
Qian Renxue discreetly took a pale yellow pastry, which appeared to be salted egg yolk flavored.
"Hey, you guys eat so fast!" Wang Xing hadn't reacted yet, and there were only a few green petit fours left in the plate. He didn't dislike matcha flavor, but this color...
Qian Renxue wiped her mouth and said, "Eat quickly. After eating, let's play cards."
"......" Wang Xing had no choice but to gobble up the green pastry. The remaining fruits and other items were quickly eaten by the group, and the plates were put back into the spatial soul device, replaced by a stack of brand new cards on the table.
This unremarkable stack of cards is the latest masterpiece from the Hall of Martial Souls, consisting of a set of 50 cards. Among them, 48 cards are inscribed with numbers 1 to 10, as well as the representation of the Clan Master with "p" and the representation of the Emperor with "k". These 12 different card faces come in four suits each, which are the well-known Blaze, Heavenly Water, Divine Wind, and Thunder. In addition, there are two "jack" cards, Angel God and Pope.
(Actually, it is similar to poker, except that it is missing four cards.)
Although it may seem inconspicuous, these cards can be combined in infinite ways and are perfect for passing the time. However, considering that Wangxing and his friends are only three people, they can only choose the simplest game, "Soul Fighter".
"Three!"
"Eight!"
"King!" (Here, King represents K)
"Can't afford."
"Bomb!"
Jiang Ziyi was happily thinking about continuing to play her cards, but was caught off guard by Wang Xing. She got angry and said, "Aren't we teammates? Why would you bomb me?"
Wang Xingyi said with a serious expression, "You only have one card left, if I don't bomb, how can I double the odds? After I bomb, I will play another card to give it to you."
"Are you a pig?!" Jiang Ziyi tightly grabbed Wang Xing's shoulders and shook them with frustration, "I only have a 3 left! I can't get rid of it now!"
Qian Renxue couldn't help but burst into laughter: "You two, is it time to pay up? Double or nothing with explosives?"
"Alright, alright, here you go." Wang Xing reluctantly handed over 6 melon seeds to Qian Renxue – this was their stake. Money meant nothing to them, so there was no point in gambling with it. Using melon seeds made it more interesting.
"It's all because of you, we were supposed to win..." Jiang Ziyi sat back on her seat grumpily. Technically, as a subordinate, she shouldn't be so unruly, but after all, Wang Xing and Qian Renxue didn't care much about these things. They were all peers, and after spending a long time together, they had become half-friends."
“虽然是我炸得有些冒昧，但难道你剩个3就没有一点点责任吗？”王星一边嘴里振振有词，一边把散落的卡牌聚拢重新洗牌。
“说起来，武魂殿最近大事没干，天机牌这种小玩意倒是发行了不少。也不知道教皇她是怎么想的，转型商行？”
千仞雪冷笑一声：“她那种野心勃勃的人会安心当一个商人？现在这么隐忍，肯定是在藏着某种大计划……虽然说，我不理解，咱们有隐忍的必要吗？”
"Wait until she arrives and ask her then, isn't that enough?" Wang Xing lowered his head and divided the cards into three piles, leaving two cards as the bottom cards. "Come on, let's draw the cards."
Soul masters have superior vision and memory compared to ordinary people. Therefore, if ordinary materials are used to make the cards, soul masters can easily remember the faces of the cards based on the subtle traces on the back. However, the officially issued cards by the Spirit Hall have special materials, with no traces on the back, and can even resist weak soul power probing. The technological complexity involved in them can be regarded as quite high.
Such excellent material, and yet it's being used to make playing cards instead of weapon-type soul devices? Wang Xing muttered, picked up a card and looked at it, then smiled happily: It's an angel card.
However, Jiang Zi said, "Sorry, I just grabbed an extra card. This card belongs to Qian Renxue, and this 3 is yours."
Wang Xing trembled as he handed the angel card to Qian Renxue and picked up the 3 card again, saying, "Why? I can't accept this!"
Chen Renxue grabbed the Angel Card and said, "Why so many whys? Maybe Contra playing cards will bring better luck."
Yes, now in the carriage playing cards are a Contra fighter, a Contra Saint, and a Contra Emperor. However, in front of the Destiny Card, even a titled Douluo and an ordinary person can experience the same joy.