Song Ciwan silently awarded Xie Yunxiang the title of the new king of fleecing.
In her eyes, Xie Yunxiang was no longer just a Daoist friend worth befriending—he was a living Cultivation gift pack!
And Xie Zhang, inside the Eternal Pavilion up ahead, was the perfect catalyst for constantly provoking Xie Yunxiang into shedding that wool.
Xie Yunxiang was still gritting his teeth as he stared at the Eternal Pavilion. Beneath its octagonal pillar of light, Xie Zhang had already begun the second round of his gamble with the anomaly.
Since Xie Zhang had chosen the game for the first round, the withered-faced anomaly chose for the second.
Dozens of light orbs were tossed into the air again. The withered-faced anomaly casually grabbed one, opened it, and a line of text from a scroll leaped into the sky.
