Wu Yang’s lips curled into a sneer of disdain. “Don’t think the Crafting School is the only place with plenty of soul armaments, I have some too!”
A silver dagger popped out from his space ring as he spoke. Its blade was surrounded by a frosty air noticeable at a glance, and everyone who saw it blanched with surprise.
Bai Yunfei was no exception. “Low-heaven tier!”
“That’s right, it’s a low-heaven tier!” Wu Yang crowed, “I’ll use this to bet!”
As expected from a prince of the empire. Heaven-tier soul armaments were within his capabilities to bring out and to use even to bet without a sweat. Bai Yunfei had to admit, he was surprised just like everyone else. Even he wasn’t so cavalier to bet heaven-tier soul armaments so easily like that.
Wu Yang was pleased by their reactions. It took him a lot of effort to acquire this particular soul armament. It wasn’t his main soul armament, but it was still a very expensive one among his collection and one he was loathed to bring out unless to impress.
Bai Yunfei’s answer a moment afterwards had been equally surprising, “A dagger type soul armament….I don’t need that. Have you anything else? A piece of armor would be best.”
“You!!” Wu Yang’s breath hitched in his throat, “Are you kidding me?! Can you even afford to be picky!? Am I a grocery stall of soul armaments?”
Bai Yunfei shrugged, “You’re the one that wants to bet with me. You want something of mine, so it’s only fair that I get something I want in return. Either way, I don’t really care. If you don’t want to bet, then we don’t bet.”
The knot in Wu Yang’s throat tightened even more. Wasn’t this just saying his soul armament wasn’t good enough?!
“Armor, is it? Fine!!” Wu Yang’s teeth gritted against each other as he replaced the dagger for a silky-like piece of armor into his hands.
Bai Yunfei’s eyes lit up—a low-heaven tier armor with a metal affinity!!
He had only been saying that in the spur of the moment and hadn’t expected Wu Yang to really agree to it. The Recovery Armor he was wearing had served him well, but it was reaching the end of its lifespan with it being unable to keep up with him. In that case, if he could obtain an even better one….
The expression on Bai Yunfei’s face had struck a nerve in Wu Yang, but he managed to calm himself enough. “How about it? Defensive soul armaments are rarer than offensive ones. It’s a low-heaven tier piece of armor, that better?”
“Ah, yes. Not bad….” Bai Yunfei nodded and then shook his head straight afterwards, “But it’s still not enough for my Critical Glove.”
“You….” Wu Yang’s voice sounded oddly strangled with fury, “Are you f*cking with me?!”
“No no….” Laughed Bai Yunfei, “but why is the fourth prince interested in my glove? Why don’t I make a change then? Take a look at this, it’s not any worse than your armor.”
With a shake of his right hand, a golden sword appeared onto the table.
This was the soul armament he got from the fourth elder of the Beast Taming School, Huang Lin. It was his reserve soul armament and was a high-earth tier soul armament when he got it. But after a period of upgrading, Bai Yunfei had it to the same level as a low-heaven tier. And with the additional effects of it where the attack was boosted, Bai Yunfei was sure this specific soul armament was a lot better than most other low-heaven tier ones.
The shining light radiating from the tip of the sword was captivating to look at, and even Wu Yang’s eyes were caught onto the sight of the sword. He really enjoyed using weapons like the greatsword since he felt like using such items was very intimidating when used in battle. And this golden sword was very impressive if he had to say so.
He ruminated on the idea. “Fine! It’s settled!”
But then Bai Yunfei spoke out again, “One second!”
Bai Yunfei smiled, “Fourth prince, the way I see it, we should play a little longer since we’re betting for heaven-tier soul armaments. Why don’t we make it best of three sets? Winning just one doesn’t feel very fun. If its three though, that’s when it gets exciting.”
Wu Yang said nothing. What Bai Yunfei said did make a little bit of sense. Best of three sets made it slightly thrilling, and if one had bad luck and lost once, there was time to make up for it.
In the best ‘generous’ sounding voice he could muster, Wu Yang spoke, “Fine then. If you’re that afraid of losing, we’ll go with what you said.”
Bai Yunfei smiled but said nothing afterwards. He was secretly delighted by Wu Yang’s answer. The man had fallen for his trap, even though he didn’t realize it yet.
The Luck Pendant had its uses in terms of gambling, and Bai Yunfei could confirm that now. But still, having luck didn’t mean certain victory. Nothing was certain in this world. But….if he could raise the amount of rounds, Bai Yunfei could guarantee a higher chance of winning!
Bai Yunfei had confidence in his upgraded equipment. Why wouldn’t that hold true for his +11 Luck Pendant?
Luck Pendant stats:Unique Equipment
Author Note: Bai Yunfei used a +11 Guaranteed Upgrade Stone back in the Soulbeast Forest to upgrade it to +11. There might be a few readers that’ve forgotten, so I figured I should clarify again.
And now that the deal between Bai Yunfei and Wu Yang were done, the other gamblers began to open up their cups to reveal the dice underneath.
“Haha! I win!”
“Haha, my number’s bigger, I win!”
Two ecstatic voices cried out: one of them being Wu Yang, and the other being the twenty-something year old black-robed man to the left.
Out of the eight people gambling at the table, the one in black robes had the highest number. And since he was the one who staked the highest amount of primal stones, he was the one who earned the entire pot.
But the reason why Wu Yang was happy was because he had a sum higher than Bai Yunfei.
Of the three sets, Wu Yang just won the first one.
Bai Yunfei’s heart skipped a beat in disappointment, but also slightly in relief. As he expected, ‘luck’ did not equate to ‘victory’. Him losing this round was a normal outcome.
While he was happy, Wu Yang felt himself feeling slightly regretful—why had he agreed to having a best of three set? If it was just a one time deal, he would’ve won already!
Gambling was all about weighing the personal gains and losses, and acting accordingly.
The young man in black robes was practically giddy with joy. He had staked everything in this one round, and he had made out like a bandit! Winning two hundred mid-grade primal stones like this just gave him the confidence that he’d be able to sing loudly today and win back everything he lost earlier!!
And so the second round started.
Bai Yunfei smiled after he opened the dice cup and revealed his dices underneath.
Five, five, and six. This was a result pushing the upper limit and was the highest of the eight there.
Bai Yunfei smiled to himself at this result, his hand subconsciously touching at the Luck Pendant behind his robes.
He might’ve looked indifferent, though the truth was anything but that. When the time came to reveal their dices, Bai Yunfei had been extremely nervous—betting heaven-tier soul armaments was a very nerve-wracking thing!
Wu Yang’s face darkened. “What are you happy about, we’ve one more round still. Come on!!”
The third round….
“My apologies, but it’s my win again.”
Bai Yunfei smiled, revealing the five, five, and six dices under his cup.
Everyone stared blankly at the results. Rolling a high result twice in a row was a rare sight.
Wu Yang’s eyes were wide open, his face in complete disbelief at the dices of Bai Yunfei. He looked back down to his own dices, a one, three, and three. His face hardened.
He lost. Not only did he just lose several mid-grade primal stones, he also lost a heaven-tier soul armament.
But he wasn’t a sore loser. The golden armor was tossed to Bai Yunfei with a snort, “Impressive luck you got there. We agreed on it, so here, it’s yours!!”
Receiving the soul armament, Bai Yunfei stored it into his space ring, “You’re a straightforward one, fourth prince.”
No matter how Bai Yunfei smiled, Wu Yang took it as schadenfreudic smile. Not willing to give up, Wu Yang spoke, “That’s just one win! Don’t be so happy!! Let’s go again!!”
Bai Yunfei raised his eyebrows, “Oh? What are you going to bet this time, fourth prince?”