Martial Artist: Stronger by Coasting Along

Chapter 744 - 233: Senior Brother Gave Me Ten Thousand Taels of Gold; I Must Help Him Reach Ancient Blue Star

Meng Bo couldn’t help but glance around.

This is Ling Feng’s cultivation cave mansion, shrouded by an array, making it impossible for ordinary people to know what happens inside. But this is the Star Gate, and Ling Feng has just comprehended the Five Elements Law Water Attribute Power. I can’t kill Ling Feng without being detected.

At least, I can’t fully leave Titan Star.

The loss of this avatar would be too great a price. If I were willing to sacrifice this avatar, I could have killed Ling Feng with all my might when he was enveloped by the Water Attribute Power earlier.

I didn’t do it back then.

So how could I do it now?

As long as Ling Feng stays within the Star Gate, I won’t have the opportunity to make a move.

Fortunately, after Ling Feng returned to his cave mansion, he didn’t enter a closed cultivation state but instead hosted me.

Immediately, Meng Bo also pretended to forget about the guardian duty and carefully observed Ling Feng’s cave mansion.

Originally, Ling Feng wanted to entertain Meng Bo with Five Elements Spirit Liquid, but for some reason, after mastering the Five Elements Law Water Attribute Power along with the hundred percent power of the Divine Soul, Ling Feng couldn’t help but feel wary of Meng Bo.

"This guy clearly said he would act as my guardian. I didn’t enter seclusion to cultivate after returning to my cave mansion, and he didn’t urge me. Could it be that he doesn’t want me to go into seclusion?"

"I understand now. Both of us are Star Gate disciples and also Alliance Holy Sons. On the surface, we seem like brothers, but in reality, there’s a complicated competitive relationship between us.

If I keep achieving good results at the Star Gate Conference, it will surely encroach on the cultivation resource subsidy that originally belonged to him.

Alas, where there are people, there is rivalry.

Senior Brother Meng, coming from Haiti Star, born at the edge of the Black Water Star Realm, with scarce resources, he has endured harsh conditions, quite similar to the situation on Ancient Blue Star.

For him to achieve what he has today, it’s not something that can be done just by hard work. Over the years, he must have paid a significant price to obtain various resource subsidies."

Ling Feng pondered secretly.

If Meng Bo harbors hostility towards him, it would likely be due to the related resource subsidies.

"What’s this?"

Meng Bo was attracted by a set of dice.

"This is a game tool from my hometown called dice. It has six faces, each with different points. There are many ways to play, the simplest being guessing the size. Three dice with a total of eighteen points, ten and up is big, below ten is small, and triples win automatically.

Triples mean three dice showing the same points.

If you’re interested, I can teach you a few rounds."

Ling Feng explained.

Ling Feng didn’t want to create any unpleasantness over cultivation resources.

Having already made a name for himself in Celestial Water City, and with Mengba eyeing him covetously, Ling Feng’s inner wish is that Meng Bo could lead the Star Gate disciples at the Star Gate Conference to severely punish the experts from Cyan Cloud Sect and the Demon God Sect, showing everyone in the Black Water Star Realm that the Star Gate is not inferior to Cyan Cloud Sect and Demon God Sect.

"I see, it’s equivalent to gambling, guessing wins and losses."

Meng Bo understood instantly.

After all, gambling is a form of entertainment available on any planet in the Black Water Star Realm.

Although it’s his first time seeing the dice gameplay, it’s straightforward, intuitive, simple, and handy.

"Exactly, that’s right. To be honest, I’ve prepared this set of dice for a long time but haven’t found anyone to play with. Hao Yuchen and Li Yunzhan are busy cultivating all day long, with a very dull life, leaving me to play by myself."

Ling Feng nodded.

"Actually, I don’t like cultivation that much either. I even think that if you keep busy cultivating, you’ll only become stagnant, or even worse, risk getting possessed, that’s why I left Haiti Star to roam around."

Meng Bo smiled.

"Cultivation is not something that can be completed in a day or two, sometimes being impatient won’t work."

He added.

"You’re right, as the saying goes, haste makes waste."

Ling Feng was surprised, not expecting Meng Bo to be a kindred spirit. But upon recalling that subtle hostility, Ling Feng felt a pang of disappointment.

Perhaps Meng Bo cooperates with him only to avoid him stealing the spotlight at the Star Gate Conference.

However, he originally didn’t desire that spotlight, so why not let the other party take the lead, paving the way while Meng Bo advances.

So Ling Feng continued, "Why don’t we play a few rounds, starting with guessing the size. Once you’re familiar, I’ll teach you some more complex plays.

But let’s be clear, no Technique or Spiritual Sense peeking allowed. If discovered, whoever is caught has to give all the resources on the table to the other person."

"Alright, a gentleman’s words are as good as a promise."

Meng Bo readily agreed, thinking to himself: "As the saying goes, ten bets, nine cheats. To make Ling Feng addicted and completely forget about cultivation, spending his future time idly, I must not win against him when playing dice. Otherwise, with this guy’s talent, once he takes cultivation seriously, he might quickly find the second Five Elements Law Power, and even if he doesn’t, he can rapidly improve the Three Thousand Waves Water Blade Technique."

"Clatter."

Ling Feng tossed the dice into a dice cup, shaking it seriously.

"You can bet on your own, using Spirit Stone or cultivation resources. As long as it’s something of value, you can decide freely."

"Bang!"

Ling Feng slammed the dice cup onto the table.

The three dice clattered inside the cup, finally settling down after a while.

Meng Bo knew that he couldn’t use Spiritual Sense or Law Power to investigate.

But as a being with the one ten-thousandth bloodline of the Ancient Demon Beast Qiongqi, even as an avatar, Meng Bo’s eyes could penetrate the ordinary material of the dice cup.

One, two, three, six points, small.

"I have some Spirit Stones, so I’ll bet with them. I bet big, five Spirit Stones."