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Chapter 1812: So uncomfortable! I want to cry!

A chill reached the boy’s heart.

This senior, who had found out the truth, nearly burst into tears from how wronged he felt.

A deep sorrow had emerged in the boy’s heart for some unknown reason. Because of this, his chest became stuffy, and he didn’t even want to speak.

“Senior, are you going to cry?” Song Shuhang felt his vision beginning to blur, and he vaguely saw the senior’s face scrunching together, looking like he was about to cry. Seeing this, his heart thumped as he guessed what was going on.

The boy gritted his teeth, and said, “Do you think that you’re going to win? Hmph, you’re gravely mistaken… I shall endure all the way until you cry.”

Outside the betting s.p.a.ce.

The virtuous lamia, Fairy Creation, the black-skinned Soft Feather, and Lady Onion all sat together, watching Song Shuhang and the boy intently. The bet had entered its final stage.

Both parties were already near their breaking point, and they were going to fall at any moment now.

Now, it was a test of whoever could find the last straw that could crush the camel’s back to secure the win.

Song Shuhang was in such pain that he couldn’t see the other party clearly. He kept on feeling as if the other party’s face had been covered by a mosaic. But this did not affect his performance as he said slowly, “Senior, are you this eager to win?”

“No, it’s just that I enjoy the feeling one gets at the moment of victory,” the young senior said slowly. He was using the new topic to divert his attention and move his mind away from the piercing pain a.s.saulting his nerves.

“Then, Senior, would you like me to share with you my whole experience on reaching the Sixth Stage in six months?” said Song Shuhang. Although his current state caused him to be a bit slower in responding, he could still sense that this was what was causing the greatest pain to the other party’s heart.

“…” The boy.

Song Shuhang continued, “It seems like Senior doesn’t want to discuss this topic, so let’s talk about something else then. How about this… Senior, would you like me to share with you how I was able to hold a Divinity Show at the Fourth Stage?”

“…” The boy.

Song Shuhang then added, “Later, when I reached the Fifth Stage, I held another Divinity Show while I was in the Netherworld Realm. And this time, when I reached the Sixth Stage, I got to hold another Divinity Show. I have a lot to talk about when it comes to showing my divinity to the ma.s.ses. I’m actually planning on writing a book on my experiences as I believe that that would be quite interesting.”

While he was speaking, Song Shuhang was secretly observing the state of the senior.

The boy gritted his teeth, and said tremblingly, “It’s useless. I won’t be affected by the same move a second time.”

As expected of a powerful senior, his firm will was unbreakable.

As a result, the battle seemed to have entered a stalemate once again.

At this time, Song Shuhang suddenly took a deep breath, and said, “Senior, it looks like I’m about to lose this game. My tears are about to fall out of my eyes.”

“Hehehe.” The boy smiled lightly, and said, “Purposely appearing weak to the enemy? It’s useless. This kind of trick won’t work on me.”

Song Shuhang said, “No, I really can’t hold on for much longer. After this game, I’m guessing I’ll see you again in a month.”

The boy asked, “Oh, you’re planning on saving the betting opportunity you got for the Sixth Stage for next month?”

Song Shuhang replied, “Yes, according to the speed of my ascension, there’s a good chance that I’m going to ascend to the Seventh Stage by the end of next month. Before I reach the Seventh Stage, I must first make use of the opportunity and settle the Sixth Stage bet with Senior.”

The boy snorted. “You’re still trying to use psychological warfare. Fortunately, I prepared myself…”

“Embryonic Gaze!” At this moment, Song Shuhang’s other eye suddenly lit up, and a ray of light fell on the boy’s body.

This was Song Shuhang’s last resort, and he originally did not want to make use of this move no matter what.

After all, this was a game where what you did unto your enemy, you did unto yourself.

This meant that the Embryonic Gaze would also take effect on Song Shuhang himself.

But now, since he was already just a sliver of will away from crying, he chose to risk everything.

Lady Onion said, “It has appeared, the Embryonic Gaze!”

The virtuous lamia switched voices, and used a gloomy voice. “Give me a baby, A’Rong.”

“???” The boy.

The name of this skill had made him slightly fl.u.s.tered.

The Embryonic Gaze struck the boy.

Each time the Impregnating Gaze and Embryonic Gaze were combined, a variety of different effects could be produced. At this time, the boy had suppressed his strength to the Sixth Stage Realm, meaning that he wouldn’t be immune to the Embryonic Gaze.

After being struck, a cute little flower suddenly appeared above his head. It bloomed and bore an eyeball-like fruit.

Likewise, the effects of the Embryonic Gaze affected Song Shuhang.

Above Song Shuhang’s head, a cute little flower bloomed, but unlike the boy’s, the flower on the top of Song Shuhang’s head did not stop growing, and more and more colorful flowers drilled out of his head.

The virtuous lamia chanted, “Spring has arrived, and everything has revived. It’s mating season.”

Fairy Creation sang, “It’s spring~ When all sorts of flower are blooming~ And the sun is bright and dazzling~”

Song Shuhang and the boy lay on their sides, looking at each other.

At this time, Song Shuhang’s eyes were completely blurred, and he could no longer see the boy’s appearance.

Instead, the boy could still see clearly, and he was currently looking at Song Shuhang’s appearance.

“Hahaha, hahahaha~ What is that on top of your head?” The boy couldn’t help but laugh out loud, laughing so much that even the pain he was feeling left his mind.

He thought that Song Shuhang’s Embryonic Gaze was some kind of strange and uncanny skill, but it only caused flowers to grow on top of their heads.

What was with this skill?

In the blink of an eye, Song Shuhang’s head had become a small garden.

No, this looks too funny.

And it’s also kinda… cute?

“These flowers are great. I like them very much. Hahaha~ Your head is much more interesting than my garden.” The boy completely let his heart loose, and laughed out loud.

From deep sorrow to great joy, he had moved from one end to the other in an instant.

As he was laughing so happily… he laughed so much that he began crying.

Tears streamed down his face as he guffawed.

In the next moment, the light of the betting s.p.a.ce shone brightly.

The two boxes beside the boy moved to Song Shuhang’s side under the rules of the betting ceremony.

“I can’t… I can’t hold it anymore.” Song Shuhang sighed. He could no longer hold on, and had to release his emotions.

At this moment, the power of the betting s.p.a.ce acted on him and the boy.

All the negative afflictions affecting the duo were swept away.

The effects of the Impregnating Gaze, the secret appraisal technique, the backlash of failed magical techniques, the Embryonic Gaze, Slow-Witted Song’s teardrop, and the Great Sorrow Technique were all erased.

“Aaah~” Song Shuhang opened his throat, and got ready to cry.

But just as he opened his throat, he suddenly realized that he couldn’t cry.

The sorrowful emotions that he’d been feeling had been taken from him.

What the heck! This is so uncomfortable! I want to cry!

Song Shuhang was bewildered.

At the same time, his eyes regained their clarity.

When he lowered his head, he found that there were now two boxes beside him.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw the senior with his mouth wide open and tears streaming down his face.

Song Shuhang said curiously, “What happened? I won?”

“F*ck! Crying from laughter also counts as crying?” The boy stretched out his hand, and pressed it on his chest.

Song Shuhang asked, “That means I won, right?”

The black-skinned Soft Feather replied, “Yes, Senior Song, congratulations.”

Song Shuhang pinched his chin, and looked at the two boxes.

After winning, another problem arose.

This time, the winnings were all high-quality goods. Moreover, there were only three treasures and not a large pile of garbage belonging to a big shot.

Did he have to distribute this wealth as well?

If he did, then how was he supposed to proceed?