Chapter 372: Frequent Gambling Leads to Losses
Qi Xuansu came to the piles of Mystery Jars and took one without spending time to pick it out. Since he wanted to believe in his luck, he might as well trust it wholly.
He placed the jar on the table.
Su Yan kindly reminded him. “As long as the jar has not been opened, you can still put it back.”
Qi Xuansu nodded. “I don’t like to regret my decisions.”
After that, he ripped off the talisman sealing the mouth of the jar.
Just like before, the entire jar began to disintegrate and glow from the inside out, illuminating their faces once more.
Qi Xuansu watched without blinking as the light dissipated.
After Su Yan saw the item, she could not help but gasp. “How could it be?”
Qi Xuansu's heart raced. The conservation of luck really worked?!
He focused his gaze and saw a bell-shaped, semi-transparent object on the table, shimmering in gold and red hues. Nine dragons intertwined on its outer surface, seeming both real and illusory. A wave of scorching heat radiated toward him.
“What’s this?” Qi Xuansu was also surprised.
Su Yan calmed down. “This is the Nine Yang Fiery Dome.”
Qi Xuansu could not contain his shock. He had heard of this treasure because it often appeared in Daoist stories and legends.
This treasure first appeared in the hands of the 30th-generation Great Heavenly Preceptor, Zhang Jingxiu. Later, Zhang Jingxiu passed it on to his disciple, Yan Feiqing, who was the first Great Sage of the Zhengyi Sect after the revival of the Daoist Order and the only Heavenly Preceptor without the Zhang last name.
Back then, the Ancient Immortals—True Lord Ziguang, True Lord Siming, and Wu Luo—teamed up to attack Jade Capital. That was because Donghuang was the only one in Jade Capital at the time. At the critical moment, Yan Feiqing came to the rescue and used this treasure to attack True Lord Ziguang.
In the description of the story, a red dome, shaped like a golden bell, rose in the sky and expanded to the size of a mountain, trapping True Lord Ziguang in the inferno from the nine fire-breathing dragons on its outer surface. That was how the Ancient Immortal was burned by Dragon Fire.
Qi Xuansu was still in disbelief. “Shouldn’t this treasure be stored in the Dazhen Mansion? How did it end up in this jar?!”
What he really meant was: Huasheng Hall sure is brave to disparage a treasure with such extraordinary historical significance, treating it as a lucky draw item!
Su Yan glanced at Qi Xuansu, surprised by this Black Robes’ in-depth understanding of Daoist history. However, she did not think too much about it. She explained, “Of course, this is not the original piece. It’s just a replica that the Huasheng Hall and Tianji Hall copied based on the original. Since it’s an imitation, it’s considered a substandard treasure.”
Qi Xuansu was speechless for a moment.
There were only two types of immortal objects, namely immortal objects and semi-immortal objects.
Treasures and spiritual objects had 4 grades: excellent, high, medium, and low. However, since the Daoist Order began to imitate various treasures, there was another grade added called substandard.
Qi Xuansu once again took a jar from the shelf without picking.
“Are you sure you want to open it?” Su Yan asked.
Qi Xuansu nodded. “Yes.”
After that, Qi Xuansu slammed the jar on the table and quickly ripped out the talisman sealing the mouth of the jar.
The jar disintegrated, and a bright light flashed.
This time, a book appeared on the table.
Qi Xuansu was so excited that he lunged over to pick up the book.
The title of the book was The Female Sword Immortal.
The Female Sword Immortal was the representative work of the Holy Xuan’s wife, solely published and distributed by the Qingping Bookstore. After more than 200 years, more than one million copies had been published.
In other words, it was very common and found everywhere.
The excitement on Qi Xuansu’s face vanished the moment he saw the title.
He could not help but ask resentfully, “I can understand the tailoring, but how do you explain this?! The Qingping Bookstore can’t be under Huasheng Hall’s command, right?”
Su Yan took the book from Qi Xuansu's hand, examined it, and said, “This is a collector’s edition of The Female Sword Immortal that was published in the 20th year of the Taiping Era. It can fetch more than 300 Taiping coins.”
Qi Xuansu let out a sarcastic laugh. “Even if it is valuable, why is this a part of Huasheng Hall’s stock? Does it have anything to do with Huasheng Hall at all?!”
Su Yan kept her mouth shut and only handed the book back to Qi Xuansu.
There was a good reason why the Mystery Jars gained a bad reputation.
After Qi Xuansu put away the book, Su Yan asked, “Do you want to open another one?”
Qi Xuansu hesitated.
After a while, Qi Xuansu gave a high-sounding speech. “I have always been a staunch believer in fate. This is the last 500 Taiping coins that I have left. If I still don’t get what I’m looking for, it simply means that it’s not meant to be.”
“Good luck.” Su Yan smiled like a fox.
Half an hour later, the bankrupt Qi Xuansu left the Huasheng Hall branch with a gloomy expression and a free suitcase given to him by Su Yan.
At this time, he only had one thought. The ancient saying is right! Frequent gambling will surely lead to losses. Nine out of ten bets are scams!