384: Chapter 384 A bizarre gambling game in the casino, Thunder Seal suppresses the Thousand-Faced Scholar!

Giant blood-red eyes slowly approached in the darkness.

There was no earth-shattering roar as expected. The darkness receded to both sides like a curtain.

A thousand-meter-long black Netherwood ship sailed silently through the rolling gray mist. The two blood-red eyes, the size of houses, were actually giant red lanterns hanging from both ends of the bow. Crimson flames burned within the lanterns, illuminating the path ahead.

The wooden ship stopped in the clearing behind the Ghost Gate.

A black wooden plank carved with eerie runes slowly descended from the ship, letting out a heavy, dull thud.

A paper doll boy with sky-high pigtails and two thick patches of rouge painted on his cheeks walked down the plank carrying a white lantern. The paper boy's movements were stiff, and his mouth opened and closed mechanically.

"The Nether Ferry has docked. Those boarding must pay the fare," the paper boy's voice was shrill, sounding like the cry of a night owl.

Su Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his expression extremely calm.

"Lead the way."

Su Yang took a long stride and stepped directly onto the black wooden plank.

Chu Ling, Mary, Bai Li, and Qin Xueji looked at each other and quickly followed. Qin Xueji folded her hands in front of her, carefully avoiding the cracks on the wooden plank.

Mary fluttered her black bat wings and looked around. "How strange. There's no moldy stench, and no monsters are jumping out to bite people. It's so quiet it's a bit unsettling."

The group passed through a black beaded curtain at the bow.

The scene before them underwent a world-shaking change.

Inside was not a gloomy and terrifying cabin, but a brightly lit, massive casino. The space was incredibly vast, with over a hundred red sandalwood tables laid out.

Various creatures sat by the tables. There were Demon Cultivators dressed in lavish silks, pale-faced Ghost Generals, and even a few human Cultivators from hidden Sects.

They were gambling with intense focus. The chips on the gambling tables were not gold, silver, or jewels, but clumps of shimmering Soul fragments or Lifespans contained in jade bottles.

The clamor, cursing, and laughter intertwined, making the place exceptionally lively.

Su Yang's group's appearance didn't attract much attention. The gamblers in the casino had long since fallen into a frenzy, their eyes glued to the games on the tables.

A young man dressed in a white brocade robe, fiddling with a green jade abacus in his hand, approached them with a smile.

"Welcome, honored guests, to the Nether Ferry. I am the manager here, the Thousand-Faced Scholar."

The white-robed man bowed slightly, his attitude very polite.

"The ferry does not accept Spirit Stones; it only takes Lifespan and Soul Power. If you wish to go to the Nether Inner City, you must win a round in this casino. If you lose, you must leave fifty years of Lifespan as the fare."

Su Yang walked to the nearest empty table and pulled out a grandmaster's chair to sit down.

"Quite a few rules. What are we playing?" Su Yang's tone was flat.

The Thousand-Faced Scholar sat opposite Su Yang and placed the jade abacus on the table. He took out a dice cup made from a human skull and three white dice polished from finger bones.

"The gameplay is very simple. Guess the points. With three bone dice, if the guest guesses the total correctly, you may ride the ship for free."

The Thousand-Faced Scholar's movements were practiced as he placed the three bone dice into the skull dice cup. His wrist shook, and the dice cup made a crisp clattering sound against the table.

Snap.

The dice cup was slammed down onto the red sandalwood tabletop.

"Guest, please place your bet," the Thousand-Faced Scholar made a gesture of invitation.

Su Yang's deep eyes looked at the tabletop. His Divine Sense instantly penetrated the barrier of the skull.

Inside the dice cup, the upward-facing sides of the three bone dice were six, six, and six. A total of eighteen points.

Su Yang was just about to speak.

The Thousand-Faced Scholar's left index finger, resting on the table, lightly tapped the surface.

A faint spatial fluctuation traveled along the table into the dice cup. The three bone dice silently flipped, turning into three ones. Three points.

He was cheating.

Su Yang remained impassive. The tip of his right finger lightly brushed the edge of the table.

A wisp of extremely subtle golden Pure Yang True Fire instantly slipped into the bottom of the dice cup. The high temperature did not damage the shell of the dice cup, but it directly melted the three bone dice inside into a pile of white ash.

"Zero points," Su Yang leaned against the back of the chair and slowly uttered two words.

The smile on the Thousand-Faced Scholar's face stiffened for a moment.

"The guest surely likes to joke. The minimum for dice is three points; where does zero come from? It seems the guest has lost."

The Thousand-Faced Scholar reached out to lift the dice cup.

Before his voice could fade, his expression completely froze.

There were no dice under the cup, only a small pinch of white bone ash drifting in the air.

"Reduced to ashes, not even a single point remains. Is that not zero?" Su Yang asked back.

The Thousand-Faced Scholar stood up abruptly, his jade abacus making a rattling sound. His handsome face became extremely distorted.

"Cheating and destroying the gambling equipment! On the Nether Ferry, no one has ever dared to break the rules!"

Following the Thousand-Faced Scholar's angry roar—

Dozens of Ghost Race guards in heavy black armor instantly rushed out from the walls around the casino. Holding sharp scimitars, they surrounded Su Yang's gambling table. The surrounding gamblers scattered one after another, looking on as if watching a show.

"Rules? Su Yang's rules are the rules."

Su Yang did not stand up. He flipped his right wrist.

A square seal, purple-gold throughout and surrounded by thunder dragon totems, appeared out of thin air on the table.

Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Seal!

The purple-gold seal instantly erupted with ten thousand streaks of purple lightning. The violent lightning was like a massive electric net, instantly covering the entire casino.

Crackle!

The dozens of black-armored Ghost Race guards didn't even have time to make a move with their blades. The moment they touched the purple lightning, their heavy armor exploded. Their Soul bodies, under the bombardment of the lightning, instantly turned into wisps of black smoke and completely dissipated.

Without using his fists, merely the pressure of the Magic Treasure cleared out all the guards.

The Thousand-Faced Scholar turned pale with fright. He raised the jade abacus in his hand, attempting to block the spreading lightning.

Bang!

A bolt of purple thunder as thick as a bucket struck the abacus. The jade abacus shattered into powder on the spot. The Thousand-Faced Scholar let out a miserable scream, his legs went weak, and he knelt directly before Su Yang. His entire body was charred black, and he twitched incessantly.

Su Yang picked up the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Seal from the table and walked over to the Thousand-Faced Scholar.

He reached out and snatched a black circular token from the other's waist. This was the core hub for controlling the ferry.

"The ship has been requisitioned by Su Yang. Throw this trash off the ship," Su Yang ordered without looking back.

Chu Ling stepped forward, her ice-blue skirt fluttering. She grabbed the Thousand-Faced Scholar's collar with one hand and lifted him up like a small chick.

Walking to the window, Chu Ling threw him with force.

The Thousand-Faced Scholar was thrown directly into the gray mist outside, letting out a long, drawn-out scream as he fell into the bottomless abyss below.

Su Yang injected Pure Yang True Qi into the black token.

The Netherwood ship let out a dull roar. The ship's speed instantly increased tenfold. Like a giant black beast, it tore through layers of gray mist, racing toward the distant darkness.

Through the front window, the silhouette of a massive black city towering into the clouds gradually emerged in the mist.