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Reborn as a Hatrack in the Mystical Land

Chapter 574 - 31: No Wealth Without Windfalls

Author: MS Fuzi
updatedAt: 2025-11-15

CHAPTER 574: CHAPTER 31: NO WEALTH WITHOUT WINDFALLS

Cheng Ying spoke, seemingly affectionately leaning towards Yue Jinghua’s ear,

As soon as she got close, a refreshing medicinal fragrance enveloped them, giving one the illusion of being slightly intoxicated.

Upon seeing this, Long Jiuzun’s expression darkened, glaring at the two with a sinister look.

Cheng Ying’s temperament is unpredictable—cold one moment, hot the next. Among the officials, she is the most elusive.

Even though Long Jiuzun tried to please her in every way, she remained indifferent and distant, never once taking the initiative to get closer.

Yet today, her approach to Yue Jinghua was out of the ordinary, which inevitably made Long Jiuzun jealous.

"I want a Summoning Holy Artifact," Cheng Ying whispered with slightly parted red lips, breathing a warm whisper into Yue Jinghua’s ear, making her earlobe burn.

"What a vixen," Yue Jinghua rubbed her ear, finally understanding why even someone as haughty as Long Jiuzun would be utterly captivated by Cheng Ying.

This woman was naturally fragrant, a scent very distinct, and it was said that many men favored women who possessed a bodily fragrance.

Additionally, Cheng Ying’s intellect was sharp. The tricks Yue Jinghua used to deceive Qing Zizhu earlier were probably already seen through by Cheng Ying.

Yue Jinghua thought to herself that it’s fortunate she was not a man; otherwise, faced with such a coquettish beauty, she might really have fallen for her ruse.

A Summoning Holy Artifact, where would she get one of those?

If she were to craft a summoning necklace for Cheng Ying, she might reveal her identity as a Summoner.

But if she didn’t make one, she wouldn’t have a way to cure her brother’s poison for the time being.

"Huahua, Minzhi, he..." Just as Yue Jinghua was hesitating, Yue Minzhi’s complexion grew even worse.

His entire face turned the color of gold leaf, as if he were wearing a mask.

Long Rui was so anxious at the sight that she paced back and forth.

"The Golden Horned Snake, also known as the Earth Corner Dragon, is a very vicious Dark Beast. What you saw just now was only a piece of its skin, which means it has already shed and entered the human body. If we delay even for another couple of hours, the Golden Horned Snake will have slithered deep into the body, and its venom will penetrate to the bone marrow and internal organs. Then there really will be no saving him," having obtained the toxicity of the Golden Horned Snake from the Gold Eater Worm, Yue Jinghua immediately agreed to help.

"If that’s the case, then please take the young lord to the Imperial Hospital. Once I have prepared the Elixir Pills, I will detoxify him," Cheng Ying’s words had just ended when Hong Shan ordered people to lift Yue Minzhi and escort him out, and Lie Rou and the others quickly followed.

Long Rui wanted to follow, but was stopped in her tracks by a warning look from Long Jiuzun.

Yue Jinghua stayed behind. She had not forgotten that the culprit responsible for the current awkward situation was still waiting for her to deal with.

"Young Master Qing, a bet is a bet. Since you have lost, you should fulfill your gambling stakes," Yue Jinghua said with a cold laugh, glancing at the already ash-faced Qing Zizhu.

Inside the Beast Fighting Arena, several War Beasts were crouched down, not yet recovered from the shadow of the Giant Winged Mosquito Group.

"I will redeem. The Yanyue Chamber of Commerce isn’t one to renege on its debts," Qing Zizhu took a deep breath, and after all, he was the Young Master of the Yanyue Chamber of Commerce. According to the original terms, the victor of the Beast Fight would receive ten times the prize money. That meant, he had to pay Yue Jinghua an approximate total of several hundred thousand in Beast Fight prize money.

Qing Zizhu took out a Three-star Dark Pill Card containing the prize money for this Beast Fight, totaling four hundred and thirty thousand Dark Pills. Yue Jinghua unceremoniously accepted it.

Qing Zizhu prepared to drive away the War Beast and immediately leave this depressing place.

After watching him leave, Yue Jinghua called over Hong Yao, and whispered into her ears. The latter nodded in understanding and promptly left the Beast Fighting Arena.

Qing Zizhu and Ji Yun left together, both wearing faces of gloom.

Qing Zizhu was depressed because he had suffered a huge loss this time. He had run an external betting pool and had put out at least several million Dark Pills.

Ji Yun’s gloom stemmed from Long Rui’s attitude towards Yue Minzhi before, observing the two of them,

Both of them now felt a bitter itch of hatred towards the Duke Mansion.

They had just exited the Beast Fighting Arena when the Yanyue Chamber of Commerce housekeeper, responsible for this external betting pool, approached them with a face like he had lost his mother, trembling with a sobbing voice, "Young Master, it’s terrible, we’ve lost disastrously."

"I know, no need to remind me," Qing Zizhu said impatiently, "deduct it from the Beast Fighting Arena’s payment to us."

"No, Young Master, it’s not enough. Just before the last match started, suddenly, three people placed bets, each bet was two million Dark Pills, all on the Duke Mansion’s Dark Beast winning," the housekeeper was on the verge of wailing.

"What? Who allowed you to accept such a large single bet, and even two at once?"

"Didn’t you not set a maximum bet limit? And we received news that the Duke Mansion’s Dark Beast could fight one against ten, we thought it was a secure victory, who knew..." Before the housekeeper could finish, Qing Zizhu grabbed him by the collar.

"The odds, what were the final odds?" Qing Zizhu truly panicked then. Compared to the external bets, that last massive three bets of two million Dark Pills each were what was truly fatal; they were serious enough to potentially bankrupt the Yanyue Chamber of Commerce.

"After the news that the War Beast would fight ten at once spread, the odds went up crazily by twenty folds, the final betting ratio was one to eighty," the housekeeper gasped for air, his eyes bulging out.

"It’s over, everything’s over," Qing Zizhu staggered and collapsed to the ground.

He finally understood why Yue Jinghua had chosen to fight against ten.

He, from the very beginning, had fallen into a trap laid by others.

Qing Zizhu was helped by others and left the Beast Fighting Arena.

In the east, a fish-belly white hue emerged.

In a certain VIP room of the Beast Fighting Arena, from the beginning to the end of the Beast Fight, the two people sitting inside did not show their faces.

"Congratulations to the Sixth Young Master, without lifting a finger, you won tens of millions of Dark Pills this time and seriously damaged the Yanyue Chamber of Commerce," after witnessing the entire process of the Beast Fight in the arena, they both pondered thoughtfully.

It turned out that among the two people, one was among the three who had made the last-minute bet of two million Dark Pills, Yunhu Commerce’s Yun Lang.

Yun Lang smiled faintly and said, "That old fool Qingfeng must be so angry he’s hurting inside. However, Ming Lang, you’ve underestimated the Yanyue Chamber of Commerce. Tens of millions of Dark Pills, for them, are just enough to cause pain without hurting their bones or muscles. But it’s enough. After all, Yunhu and Yanyue have been at odds for so many years, it’s time for a conclusion,"

"As you command, Sixth Young Master. But Ming Lang still has something he doesn’t understand. If one of the last-minute bets was made by you, Sixth Young Master, who were the other two powers?" Ming Lang wondered, suggesting that besides the Sixth Young Master, someone else might have the ability to foresee the future.

"The other two powers? It’s actually not hard to guess. Throughout the entire Beast Fight, besides Qing Zizhu, who else could take the initiative and influence the outcome of the fight?" Yun Lang stood up with a smile, gazing at the empty Beast Fighting Arena.

As if talking to himself, yet as if telling Ming Lang: "Don’t forget, the Imperial City is, after all, the Imperial City."

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