157: The Holy Maiden's resolve crumbled! The Divine Child actually "persuaded" her?!

Snore.

Slight, yet steady, carrying a hint of laziness and peace after a full meal.

Inside this Gold-Squandering Arena, where tensions were high and filled with decadent music, and within the pink mist that was enough to destabilize the Dao Heart of even a Great Saint, this snoring sounded so abrupt, so... jarring!

The entire Gold-Squandering Arena fell into a silence more terrifying than death.

Everyone's actions, expressions, and even thoughts were frozen at this moment.

They, including Hua Yingxue who was exerting her full power in her Charm Arts, were all stunned.

He's... asleep?

What kind of move is this?

Facing the supreme secret technique of the Saintess of the Joyful Union Sect, which she had staked her path and dignity upon, he actually... fell asleep?

This wasn't contempt.

This was complete disregard at the level of Law!

He didn't take your attack seriously at all!

In a corner of the crowd, Yue Qinghan, disguised as a Poison Sect Enchantress, dropped the recording spirit stone in her hand with a "clatter."

She forgot to pick it up, her beautiful mouth hidden under the veil slightly agape, only able to emit an out-of-tune murmur.

"This... this works too?"

Meanwhile, Hua Yingxue only felt a metallic taste welling up in her throat, which she forced herself to swallow, though traces of crimson blood leaked from the corner of her mouth.

She felt like a peerless performer who had put in all her effort, preparing to perform the feat of smashing a stone on her chest.

Only for the sole distinguished guest below the stage, at the moment she raised the giant hammer, to yawn and comment.

"This background music is too noisy; it's interfering with my sleep."

That feeling of using all her strength only to hit cotton made her Divine Soul vomit blood.

The charm art she had meticulously prepared, her pride, which was enough to captivate all living beings, was in his eyes... merely a lullaby?

Humiliation!

This was a Soul strike a billion times more intense than losing a mountain of gold or being slapped ten thousand times in the face!

"I don't believe it!"

Hua Yingxue's beautiful eyes turned blood-red as she went completely mad.

She didn't believe there was a man in this world who could remain unmoved by her Dao technique!

She suddenly bit the tip of her tongue, and Essence Blood containing dao rhyme sprayed out, merging into the pink mist.

Buzz—!

The pink mist instantly turned into an eerie blood-red, and that seductive power surged more than tenfold!

Within the mist, real illusions even began to condense, enough to satisfy the deepest desires of any living being's heart!

There was a Quasi-Emperor holding an Imperial Weapon to protect your path!

There were ten thousand stars surrounding you as you reached the absolute peak!

There were countless peerless divine goddesses throwing themselves into your arms!

However, the response she received was still that steady and rhythmic... snoring.

Su Chen even smacked his lips, as if he were dreaming of some delicacy.

He rolled over, using the soft Demon Dragon Fur as a pillow, adjusted the height, found a more comfortable position, and continued to sleep soundly.

[This wine has quite a kick; it's going to my head. Perfect for a nap.]

[It's just that this background music is too noisy, like a swarm of flies, buzz buzz buzz... if it gets any louder, I'm going to complain about the poor service at Myriad Bone Soul-Melting Den affecting the customer experience.]

Hua Yingxue: "..."

She stared blankly at the man who was sleeping so sweetly under her strongest killing move.

Her brain completely crashed, going blank.

The Dao she took pride in, everything she had learned in her life, her supreme secret technique... at this moment, they all became a joke.

An utterly absurd joke where she was the only one performing with all her might.

She could no longer suppress it, and her mental defense line completely collapsed.

A mouthful of heart's blood, like shattered red coral, sprayed out wildly, tragically staining the Black Jade Gambling Table before her.

Her entire aura withered at a visible rate.

That vivid and beautiful face instantly lost all color, becoming as pale as paper.

Her Dao Heart was already covered in cracks.

"This round... White-robed Young Master... wins."

The Manager of the Soul-Melting Den announced this utterly absurd result with a voice like he was sleepwalking.

Win?

Can this even be called a win?

This was a dimensional reduction strike!

This was clearly an Old Ancestor toying with a Utility Disciple!

Su Chen seemed to be woken up by this announcement.

He rubbed his bleary eyes, let out a yawn, and looked around with a dazed expression.

"Hmm? Is it over?"

He glanced at the swaying Hua Yingxue opposite him, who looked as if her Soul had been drained, and an expression of extreme "concern" immediately appeared on his face.

"Oh my, Fairy Hua, what happened to you? Why are you spitting blood?"

"Is the performance pressure too high lately? Haven't you been resting well?"

"I'm telling you, in your line of work, you need to balance work and rest. You can't ruin your health just to hit your KPIs; it's not worth it."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked leisurely to the gambling table.

He ignored the stakes that were enough to drive the entire continent mad, and simply picked up the "root of supreme detachment" that served as the final prize.

Then, under everyone's puzzled gazes, he tossed this supreme treasure—which even a Great Saint would fight to the death for—like a common stone to the stunned Mei Xinnu opposite him.

"This is for you."

Mei Xinnu subconsciously caught it, holding the divine object in her hands, her entire being in a daze.

"Seeing your Senior Sister like this, her Dao Heart is unstable; she's exactly in need of this thing."

Su Chen spoke with earnest words, like a persuasive career mentor.

"Take it back and give your Senior Sister a good supplement."

"And tell her, health is the capital of revolution. It doesn't matter if you've taken the wrong path; the key is to stop the losses in time and switch to a different track."

After saying that, he turned around gracefully, preparing to leave.

After two steps, he seemed to remember something and turned back, giving the completely petrified Hua Yingxue a smile so kind it would make even a devil shudder.

"Oh, right, Fairy Hua."

"According to the bet, from today onwards, you and your Junior Sister are my maids for a period of one hundred years."

"Tomorrow at the Chen Hour, report to me on time. Don't be late; I hate unpunctual employees the most."

"The task for the first day is very simple: clean my suite from top to bottom."

"Especially the floor—I want it clean enough to be reflective, enough to show a person's shadow. Do you understand?"

He paused, then slowly added another sentence.

"Oh, and remember to bring your own cleaning tools."

After saying that, he waved his hand gracefully and, under the gazes of the demonic cultivators who looked at him like he was a monster, he turned and left with Spring Flower Autumn Moon.

Hiding his achievement and fame.

Leaving behind only a Hua Yingxue with a cracked Dao Heart, questioning her life.

A Mei Xinnu holding a supreme treasure, at a total loss.

And... the entire Gold-Squandering Arena, with countless jaws dropped from having their worldviews shattered, unable to close for a long time.