156: Humiliation! This is the highest level of psychological warfare!

Under the gaze of the crowd, the demon heart roulette wheel roared and spun once more.

The air in the Gold-Squandering Arena seemed to have been sucked dry, becoming even more stagnant and oppressive than before.

Everyone understood now.

This mysterious White-robed Young Master was no mere formidable outsider.

He was a beast of wealth in human skin, emerging from some unknown, colossal power!

A terrifying existence capable of crushing a Saint King to death with nothing but Spirit Stones and divine materials!

Does Hua Yingxue still have a chance?

This time, no one dared to jump to conclusions easily.

Hua Yingxue's eyes were fixed intently on the spinning pointer, her red lips tightly pursed, and her nails nearly digging into her palms.

Only one thought was roaring frantically in her mind.

Please, not "Greed" again!

Give me "Love"! Give me "Hate"! Give me "Lust"!

As long as it was a Domain that aligned with her Sect's Great Dao, she was confident she could win back everything she had lost, with interest!

It was as if her demonic thoughts had worked.

The pointer, crafted from a Demon Dragon's spine, slowed down abruptly after passing the golden "Greed" section.

It moved sluggishly, passing the flames representing "Anger" and the vortex representing "Obsession"... finally coming to a steady halt before Hua Yingxue's fox-like eyes, which were practically spitting fire.

The pointer landed on a section engraved with countless intertwined figures, radiating a pink, decadent sound.

—"Lust"!

It hit!

This is it!

A surge of ecstatic electricity instantly coursed through Hua Yingxue's entire body, making her cold, blood-depleted form boil once again!

A contest of "Lust"!

This was her home turf!

It was her absolute Domain!

She had cultivated the Way of My Own Passionate Dao for years, toying with hearts and inciting desires; it was an instinct carved into her very marrow!

Regarding the understanding and control of "Lust," who in the younger generation of the entire Nine Nether Demon Domain could compete with her?

The second round, the contest is... 'Lust'!

The voice of the Soul-Melting Den's manager trembled slightly; this result seemed to offer a chance for the already tilted scales to swing back.

The crowd outside erupted!

It's 'Lust'! The strongest Domain of the Hehuan Sect!

This is going to be close! It's said that Saintess Hua's Demonic Sound of Seven Emotions and Six Desires can even shake the Dao Heart of a Great Saint!

No matter how rich that White-robed Young Master is or how stable his Dao Heart, he's still a hot-blooded young man. He might just meet his downfall here!

Countless gazes focused on Su Chen once more.

Only this time, there was less awe in those eyes, replaced by more amusement and anticipation.

They were dying to see how this walking treasure mountain would have his Dao Heart collapse and make a fool of himself before the supreme charm techniques of the Hehuan Sect.

"Young Master... let's not compete for nine rounds anymore!"

Hua Yingxue's voice instantly turned soft and supple, the light in her fox-like eyes enough to melt steel.

"Can we decide the winner right in this round?"

Every word she spoke was like a feather, gently stroking the Divine Souls of all the males present.

"The rule is that we will each use our own means to trigger the deepest desires in the other's heart. Whoever's Dao Heart fails first and has their spiritual platform clouded loses!"

"The stakes will be everything on our tables!"

She wanted to decide the winner in one go and turn the tables in a single round!

Su Chen finally deigned to set down the Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruit Brew in his hand.

He looked up at the transformed Hua Yingxue, who had become the very Incarnation of lust, and a lazy curve formed at the corner of his mouth.

[Oh? Finally stopped comparing wealth? Moving on to the specialized courses?]

[Comparing lust? In front of a professional film critic like me, who specializes in writing diaries and critiquing you 'story characters' to gain rewards, you want to compare this?]

[Little sister, you're competing with the director of a mental asylum to see who's crazier, or challenging the Judge in the Hall of Yama to see whose life is tougher!]

[Fine, since the stage is set, it would be a waste not to put on a grand show after all those Spirit Stones you lost to me.]

Su Chen crooked his finger at Hua Yingxue from across the table.

The gesture was flippant, yet it carried an undeniable sense of command.

"Fine, I find nine rounds troublesome as well."

"But playing like this is boring."

A malicious glint, as if wishing for the whole world to fall into chaos, flashed in Su Chen's deep eyes.

"Let's add a little side bet."

"What side bet?" Hua Yingxue's heart skipped a beat.

"It's simple."

Su Chen smiled. To Hua Yingxue, that smile was more captivating than the most powerful demon god of the abyss.

"If I lose, everything on this table, along with myself, belongs to you."

Boom—!

That single sentence turned the brains of the tens of thousands of demon cultivators in the Gold-Squandering Arena into complete mush!

"He's crazy! He must be insane! He's gambling with his life!"

"Doesn't he know the fate of men who fall into the hands of the Joyful Union Sect's Saintess? They become top-tier Cauldrons, squeezed of every last bit of value!"

Hua Yingxue's heart also stopped for a moment at those words.

Looking at Su Chen's face, which was shrouded in Spiritual Qi mist yet still handsome beyond the Mortal realm, her breathing grew hot.

Is he... using this extreme method to express his feelings for me?

No!

This is a more Advanced psychological tactic!

He's using this seemingly conceited bet to showcase his impeccable confidence, thereby exerting pressure back on me!

Good! What a terrifying man!

Hua Yingxue instantly rationalized Su Chen's behavior as a thrilling, high-level psychological game unlike any she had ever seen.

Her gaze grew even more burning, her possessiveness erupting like a volcano.

"Then... what if you win, Young Master?"

She licked her dry red lips with the tip of her tongue, her voice carrying a tremor she hadn't even noticed herself.

Su Chen smiled.

"If I win," his voice wasn't loud, yet it boomed in everyone's ears like thunder from the Nine Heavens, "you, and that blustering little girl behind you, will get over here and be my maids for a hundred years."

He paused and added.

"The kind that pours tea, serves water, and massages shoulders and legs."

Dead silence.

A silence so profound that a falling needle could be heard lasted for ten breaths.

All the demon cultivators seemed to have been collectively hit by a petrification spell, their mouths agape and expressions frozen.

Making the Saintess and the Candidate Saintess of the Joyful Union Sect serve as maids?!

And the kind that massages shoulders and legs?!

This wasn't just an insult!

This was taking the Hehuan Sect's ten-thousand-year-old golden reputation, tearing it down, throwing it into a latrine, and flushing it three times for good measure!

"You've gone too far! You... you've gone way too far!"

Mei Xinnu trembled with rage, her pretty face turning bright red; she couldn't even manage a complete sentence as she pointed at Su Chen.

However, Hua Yingxue suddenly laughed.

She laughed so hard her whole body shook, leaning back and forth until tears even seeped from the corners of her eyes.

"Good!"

"What a man, arrogant to the point of lawlessness!"

She stopped laughing abruptly, her fox-like eyes locking onto Su Chen, her beautiful eyes burning with a Battle Intent and greed that could incinerate the heavens.

"I'll take that bet!"

She didn't believe she would lose!

Today, she would not only win that mountain of wealth but also completely conquer this man who dared to humiliate her and her Sect!

She would make him kneel at her feet and become her most loyal dog!

"Then, let This humble servant... experience your methods, Young Master!"

With a soft cry, Hua Yingxue's pink palace dress billowed violently!

A pink mist, so sweet it made one dizzy, surged from her body, instantly enveloping the entire massive gambling table like a tide!

Within the mist, the silhouettes of countless graceful and exquisite enchantresses appeared and disappeared, performing a dance of heavenly demons.

The soul-melting, bone-eroding decadent music pierced through to the Divine Soul, stoking the most primal fires within every living being.

The supreme secret technique of the Hehuan Sect—the Heavenly Demon Dance of Seven Emotions and Six Desires!

Outside, just catching a glimpse of that pink mist caused groups of demon cultivators to have bloodshot eyes and heavy breathing like bulls, their Dao Hearts failing on the spot as they fell into madness.

Yet Su Chen, at the other end of the gambling table, remained as steady as a rock.

He leisurely raised his wine cup and began to critique the grand display of pink mist.

[Hmm, these dry ice special effects aren't worth more than fifty cents.]

[The BGM is too monotonous; it's always those same few lines of "Young Master~ come play~." My ears are practically growing callouses; your professional skills need improvement.]

[One-star review. Next.]

He set down his wine cup and shook his head listlessly at Hua Yingxue, who had already entered her "full-power casting" state with beads of fragrant sweat on her forehead.

Then, under the horrified gazes of everyone present.

He slowly leaned back, sinking deep into the soft Demon Dragon fur, and adjusted himself into a comfortable position.

He closed his eyes.

He wasn't resisting; he wasn't defending.

He... "Zzz..."

A faint, contented snore drifted clearly from the center of the gambling table.

It pierced through the overwhelming demonic sounds and drowned out the heartbeats of everyone present.

He had fallen asleep...