Life Simulation: Add Tags Starting with Wellness Technique

Chapter 154: Fame Spreads Through the World? Mere Reputation Is Inferior to Money and Beauty (3)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Her greatest wish in life was revenge.

Although she was very touched that Han Zhao was willing to take the risk to cultivate the Vajra Technique to the Third Level for her, that was all.

Only by doing it would it be useful.

Back then, her father had sworn that he would not let his family be harmed. What happened in the end?

She didn’t blame her father, but she wouldn’t easily believe anyone’s promises either.

One had to rely on oneself!

In her opinion, Han Zhao had only said that he would cultivate the Vajra Technique to the Third Level in a year to comfort her.

This was impossible.

Of course, even if she couldn’t do it, she appreciated Han Zhao’s kindness.

With the recent pain from the transformation of the Heaven Fiend Demon Technique’s Yin and Yang Qi, her day of breaking through to the Two Qi Grandmaster Realm was approaching.

At the same time, it also meant that she did not have much time left.

“In my last days, I can have Junior Brother Han by my side. If I can successfully take revenge, I won’t have any regrets in my life.” Lu Yingxuan smiled casually.

In the district outside the county city, Guanglin District.

At the Silver Hook Gambling Den, a series of cries could be heard.

“Qian Luohai, you won’t die a good death!”

“He can’t defeat Force Tempering at the Grandmaster Realm. All his martial arts have been cultivated to a dog’s stomach!”

“I’ve bet my ancestral home and fields on it. I’m afraid I can only sleep in the cowshed in the future! Wow!”

“I even sold my wife. Qian Luohai lost… Madam Qiu! No—!”

A few gambling dogs knelt on the ground with tears in their eyes. Soon, they were beaten up by the thugs in the district.

“You gambling dogs, don’t gamble if you don’t have the capital. This isn’t a charity. Go home and prepare to pack your things and get lost!” the dealer said angrily.

“Haha, I didn’t expect to earn a few hundred taels by casually throwing out dozens of taels of silver to gamble. This Lang Fanyun is indeed a genius!” “I also made a small profit. Unfortunately, the bet I placed was too little. If I had known earlier, I would have placed a huge bet!”

“I’ve made a comeback! Lang Fanyun, you’re really my living ancestor!”

Some people cried while others laughed.

This kind of scene would happen every day in this place. It was just that there were more characters appearing today, the scenes were heavier, and the plot was more ups and downs.

At this moment, a man and a woman walked towards the entrance of the Silver Hook Gambling Den.

One of them was wearing a blue martial arts suit, and the other was wearing a green dress. Their appearances were definitely breathtaking.

“Esteemed guests, you’re here?” The dealer, who had been overbearing just now, hurriedly bowed when he saw Han Zhao and Lu Yingxuan rush over.

“I’m here to collect the gambling funds.” Han Zhao smiled.

This Silver Hook Gambling Den was indeed a large faction that spanned the entire Yuan Chang Prefecture. He had won more than 200,000 taels, but the other party could still welcome him with a smile. Their temperament was not bad.

However, looking at the gamblers at the door who looked like they had lost their parents, Han Zhao understood.

The other party would probably earn more than lose.

If not for the fact that he was confident in his strength and had undergone a simulation, he would not have placed a bet.

A bet that knew the outcome was not considered a bet.

“Please come in!” The dealer lifted the curtain at the entrance with a smile.

As the saying went, one would lose if they gambled for too long. This kind of person who could win more than 200,000 taels today could also lose 400,000 taels in the future.

Sooner or later.

After a while, Han Zhao walked out of the gambling district with a flushed face.

Lu Yingxuan followed behind him with a smile.

She had bet 3,000 taels and returned with 30,000 taels, earning 27 ,ooo taels.

Han Zhao relied on the money borrowed by Yan Baichuan and the senior and junior sisters of the Sword Rain Courtyard to bet 24,000 taels in one go and returned 240,000 taels.

“Junior Brother Han! I regret it so much!”

Yan Baichuan ran to the entrance of the casino with a long face.

“What’s wrong, Brother Yan?” Han Zhao was puzzled. Didn’t he also bet on his avatar to win?