Path of Alchemy Mastery
Chapter 157 - 159: The Wager

Chapter 157: Chapter 159: The Wager

Soon, Uncle Lan’s seemingly magical gambling skills deeply impressed Mu Can. The dice inside the dice cup seemed to be firmly under Uncle Lan’s control, almost as if he could roll any number he wished.

Mu Can gave it a try, but his Divine Sense was utterly incapable of penetrating the dice cup to control the dice inside. Three games, three losses, without the slightest hint of suspense.

"Again, again," Uncle Lan said with a look of unsated desire after three rounds. Winning was too easy; there was no challenge at all. But it was rare to gamble against someone, so there was no way Uncle Lan would stop now, given the chance.

"No more, no more. There’s no fun in always losing," Mu Can waved his hands, feeling like a mere child without any ability to resist in front of Uncle Lan.

Uncle Lan was almost startled by the rush of his own efforts to get Mu Can to gamble with him for a while; now that he was just getting warmed up, Mu Can started complaining about not wanting to play.

No matter how Uncle Lan tried to persuade him, Mu Can’s response was the same: Always losing, I don’t want to play anymore.

Eventually, Uncle Lan completely lost his temper.

"I’ll teach you, okay?" Uncle Lan said, fuming.

"Alright," Mu Can nodded. That’s exactly what he had been waiting for.

After some explanations, Mu Can understood that the essence of Uncle Lan’s gambling skills was all about controlling strength, which was exactly what Mu Can currently lacked. His physical strength was immensely powerful, but he was still missing the appropriate Method.

"Strength emanates from within the body, harnessing the energy from within and transmitting it outward. What we need to do is to control that strength to the utmost, to control your body, to utilize strength to control external objects. Controlling the dice is just one of the most basic things," Uncle Lan explained, possibly because he hadn’t come across someone he could communicate with for a long time, and delved deep into his explanations with Mu Can.

Uncle Lan, who had immersed himself in gambling skills for many years and had already achieved a level of Mastery with manipulating strength that was hair-raisingly precise, explained while demonstrating it to Mu Can.

First, he produced three massive metallic dice and with a gentle flick of one hand, the three huge dice rapidly spun and eventually landed showing only sixes.

"Control your own force, let it spin, but you have to ensure it ends up showing the number you want. Give it a try yourself."

Uncle Lan spent the whole morning teaching Mu Can how to control strength. Even Qionghu and Xiaoyao, who were watching by the side, benefited greatly.

Mu Can felt as if he had opened the door to a brand new world. Previously, his fighting style depended almost entirely on the powerful body and strength of the Dragon Ball, and apart from some basic instincts, he had no other techniques. But after learning from Uncle Lan, his control over his strength had greatly improved.

"Fantastic," he exclaimed as he threw a punch fiercely into the ground. After a brief moment of calm, a slight crack gradually appeared on the ground, showing that he had exerted a double force with one punch.

"Dark Force," Uncle Lan said, astonished.

Just half a day to grasp Dark Force, this seemingly simple and silly young man before him appeared to be a genius.

"I’ll teach you my secret technique now. But I’ll only demonstrate it once, you watch closely."

If before it was because Uncle Lan wanted to scratch his itch to gamble with Mu Can, now it was a genuine admiration for talent, wanting to pass on his secret skills to Mu Can.

"This move, I call it ’One Life, All Creations’; it’s the strongest move I’ve deduced from the dice."

Uncle Lan, with a serious expression, took out a cloth packet wrapped in gold fabric from his pocket, unveiling it layer by layer, revealing a massive die inside. The die was golden all over, shining like it was cast from gold.

"This is a Magic Artifact forged from a collection of extreme gold materials," Uncle Lan said grandly, holding the die in one hand.

To create this die, Uncle Lan had expended all of his precious collections. The die weighed 13,000 pounds, but was condensed into the size of a palm.

"All things in one life." Uncle Lan let out a low roar, and the dice in his hand slowly grew larger, instantly becoming five times its previous size. All six faces of the dice changed, transforming from the numbers one to six into various mysterious patterns.

Mu Can, with his sharp eyes, could only make out one face that seemed to be carved with a person, a figure with its back turned.

"Go!" Uncle Lan fiercely punched the dice, sending the huge dice spinning at high speed like a top.

"Swish!"

The dice drew a streak of golden light and fiercely struck the distant doorway.

"Boom."

A loud noise rang out, Mu Can quickly covered his ears, only to see the doorway trembling violently under the strike.

"If that hit me, I surely wouldn’t be able to withstand it," thought Mu Can.

This bald gambler was truly too strong. He had already traveled far on the path of Taoism, but what he had chosen was an interesting direction — by gambling into Taoism.

"Just now, I integrated all the strength in my body into one point, striking one corner of the dice, sending it out at the fastest speed to create the maximum attack power. Moreover, I included Triple Hidden Force inside, each layer stronger than the one before. A blow like this would undoubtedly be lethal to anyone below the high level of Martial Venerate."

As soon as his voice fell.

"Boom." "Boom." "Boom." Three more loud noises followed.

Mu Can’s eyelids twitched. This was too terrifying. Each successive sound was louder than the last, causing the entire secret chamber space to begin shaking.

However, it was unknown what material the doorway was made of; even with such attacks, there was not a hint of damage.

"Retrieve."

The golden dice shrank back to its original size and transformed into a streak of light, flying back into Uncle Lan’s hand.

"How about that?" Uncle Lan said with a proud face, believing that his ultimate move would definitely shock Mu Can.

"Hehe, once he wants to learn this technique from me, I’ll have him gamble with me properly."

"Incredible, truly incredible." Stars filled Mu Can’s eyes. After obtaining the Mystic Dragon Nine Revolutions, his attack style leaned towards close combat, and he had always lacked long-range attack techniques. Now that such a move was placed before him, Mu Can wouldn’t believe himself if he said he wasn’t tempted.

"As long as you bet against me and win once, I’ll teach you this technique. Otherwise, you’ll have to rely on your own comprehension," Uncle Lan said arrogantly.

"But, how can I possibly win against you?" As soon as Mu Can heard that he needed to win against Uncle Lan, he became hesitant, thinking that it was too difficult.

"If you can’t, you can find someone else." Uncle Lan had his principles when it came to teaching his skilled techniques; he didn’t want to make any compromises.

"This..." Mu Can looked at Poor Tiger and Little Demon, who were equally stunned. There was no way they could win against Uncle Lan.

"I’ll try."

A voice sounded, and a peerlessly beautiful woman appeared beside Mu Can.

The Immortal Realm Supreme, Purple Cloud.