Chapter 1832 : Pray to Feng Wu (2)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Why is this happening?” Ranmil stared at lattice No. 88 in confusion.
“No, that’s not supposed to happen…” Ranmil couldn’t understand why this would happen.
She had never doubted her instinct and had a hunch that there was something nice in lattice No. 88. She believed it! But as it turned out…
She wondered if something had gone wrong with her instinct. If that was the case, she would be in a lot of trouble.
“Sister? Sister?” Sefiro was concerned.
“I’m alright. Don’t worry.” Ranmil waved her hands, and color came back to her pale face.
Sefiro said, “You didn’t find any treasure, big deal. You’ve always been the lucky one. Just wait until you roll the dice next time.”
Ranmil nodded. She didn’t want to speak, because she needed some time to figure out what had gone wrong.
Feng Xun muttered, “I told you already. You need to pray to Xiao Wu and say good things about her, but you just won’t listen. Do you see what happened?”
And the crowd was speechless.
Master Jue glanced at Feng Xun and smirked. “Really? I’m not going to ask for Feng Wu’s help. I’d like to see what I can get.”
As it turned out —
With Feng Wu behind the scenes, even if Master Jue rolled a good number, Feng Wu would change it to something else.
Therefore —
When he opened the door —
Feng Xun guffawed. “Hahahaha! A low-grade spiritual stone? Master Jue, didn’t you say that you were a lucky man? Why did you find a low-grade spiritual stone only? Hahahaha —”
Master Jue’s face was livid.
In fact, he desperately wanted to find the Purple Sun Swordplay.
He had hit a bottleneck in his cultivation, and the Purple Sun Swordplay was the only thing that could inspire him.
However, it was so difficult to find that swordplay!
Master Jue glanced at Ranmil.
Master Jue knew what Ranmil was capable of, so he had reached an agreement with Ranmil. She would find the Purple Sun Swordplay for him, and he would introduce her to Master Teacher Si Basi.
Ranmil gave him a nod, confident that she would find it on her next draw.
Their gazes met for only a second, and everyone else missed it. But Feng Wu could see everything that was going on, and noticed the look they exchanged.
“I see that Ranmil isn’t as indifferent as she appears to be.” Feng Wu rubbed her chin and narrowed her eyes.
Sefiro wasn’t a threat, because she had used up all her cards.
But Ranmil here struck Feng Wu as someone very dangerous, because she was too mysterious and too good at wearing a mask.
After Master Jue, it was Sefiro’s turn.
Feng Xun still reminded her, “Hey, princess, I mean it. Pray to Xiao Wu, and you’ll probably find something nice.”
Sefiro rolled her eyes. “Feng Xun, stop dreaming already!”
After that, she marched toward the table and rolled the dice.
When she opened her lattice —
She found that it was empty.
There was nothing inside.
Sefiro was so angry that she wanted to cut her hands off.
Feng Xun laughed at her.
Resting his hands on his waist, he guffawed. “Hahahaha! What did I tell you? You can’t find anything nice if you don’t pray to Xiao Wu!”