Chapter 26: Nuoding City

"She wasn't a fraud?"

"No, she wasn't." Tang San replied.

Director Su's eyes widened in shock, his voice trembling as he stuttered, "Sh-She was an innate full spirit just like you?"

"Not quite." Tang San shook, his expression calm as he explained, "She awakened with an innate spirit power of nine. And within a year, she reached the peak of a Spirit Scholar."

Director Su's eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he absorbed this information. "Do you think... do you think there's any way she could've gotten a soul ring herself?"

Tang San paused, considering the question carefully before nodding. "I remember there was a 100-year-old plant spirit beast in her backyard once. But it was cut down, and the ring wasn't absorbed." He continued. "Also, when I went into the forest behind the village yesterday, I noticed a sprawling patch of land that was bare of trees, looking cratered—like something had been pulled out from the area."

The dean, who had been listening intently, suddenly stood up from his chair, his voice sharp with urgency. "Was that situation reported to the Spirit Hall?"

"Not yet," Tang San replied, shaking his head. "I was planning to do it once I got Wong Yazhu settled." Director Su's eyes narrowed and he walked around his desk, with Tang San asking. "Why did you want to know if she could have gotten a soul ring herself?" 

He glanced at Tang San, his eyes searching. "Oh, you didn't notice?" he asked, his voice almost incredulous. "She's a Spirit Master with a ring. That's why I mistook her for someone older."

Tang San blinked, taken aback. "Eh?"

Before he could process the information, Director Su rushed to the door, flinging it open to reveal Xiao Wu, who was still posed with her ear pressed against the door, trying to listen in.

She chuckled awkwardly, stepping back. "I wasn't eavesdropping or anything," she mumbled looking away, her voice laced with embarrassment.

Director Su didn't even register her presence as he brushed past her, his focus entirely on Tang San. "You didn't see her while entering the city, did you?"

Tang San shook his head, still trying to make sense of what he had just learned. The dean quickened his pace, muttering under his breath, "I need to find this golden egg before someone else swipes it up."

Meanwhile, in the bustling market, a man called out, "Little lady!" His voice carried over the noise, directed at a young, androgynous girl dressed in black pants, a gray shirt, and black sandals, carrying a rather large and heavy-looking bag on her back. 

The girl turned toward him with a curious, "Hmm?" while chewing on something.

The older man grinned widely, gesturing to the large array of stones displayed on his table. His stall was modest, with a simple wooden table covered in about thirty stones of varying sizes and shapes, ranging from some as big as a large melon to others as small as a marble. 

"Why not come and buy a stone and gamble?" he suggested, his tone full of enthusiasm.

The girl tilted her head, taking another bite from her chuanr as she considered his offer. A man with a stall set up beside the stone seller chimed in. "Don't listen to that old fart. I've been here for three years, and I've only seen one person win."

The stone-selling man scoffed, waving his hand dismissively. "That's what luck is! The young boy last year was lucky and found a blood jade worth more than 35 gold! This is gambling, for fuck's sake."

The girl's interest was piqued. "Thirty-five gold?" she asked, her voice carrying a hint of disbelief.

"Yes!" The man nodded eagerly, his eyes sparkling. "He bought a stone for only five silver and left with thirty-five gold. He genuinely almost cried; I should have broken that stone myself."

The other stall owner shook his head, his tone dripping with disdain. "Don't try it, young lady," he warned. "It's a scam."

But Wong Yazhu simply shrugged, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "What's there to lose?"

The stone-selling man grinned triumphantly. "Right!?" he exclaimed as she walked over and squatted in front of the stones.

But as she reached for one, the man quickly interjected, "Wait, you have to pay five silver per stone."

Wong Yazhu nodded, reaching into a pouch attached to her bag and pulling out five silver soul coins. She dropped them into the man's outstretched palm, the coins clinking softly. 

"Your loss," the other man muttered, turning away.

Wong Yazhu stared at the stones, then said, "Wait, I'll use my instinct to pick." She tossed the empty stick of her chuanr aside, removed her bag, and placed it beside her. Then, she opened a zipper on the bag and pulled out a black blindfold.

"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard," the man from the other stall mumbled under his breath.

"Will you shut up and sell your fake cultivation manuals!?" the stone-selling man snapped back, clearly annoyed.

Ignoring the bickering men, Wong Yazhu wrapped the blindfold around her eyes multiple times, covering her temples and the area below her eyes, before tying the knot securely behind her head, letting the two tails hang down. Once blindfolded, she activated her Byakugan, her vision piercing through the blindfold and the stones in front of her.

'Huh.' She noted that most of the stones were just ordinary rocks, but a few contained something within. She had no understanding of jade, so she decided to buy all the ones that had something inside them.

She pointed at seven of the thirty stones. "My instincts are telling me to buy these." She then removed her blindfold, her gaze meeting the grinning stone seller.

"How much?" she asked.

The man's grin widened. "Sixty silver," he replied quickly.

"Aww~ I only have forty silver on me." Wong Yazhu pouted playfully. 

The man's eyes sparkled with greed, but he feigned a generous smile. "Then I'll give you a discount since you have the soul of a gambler. Forty silver it is."

"What!? Are you trying to rob this poor girl of all her money!?" the other man shouted in disbelief.

Wong Yazhu handed the stone seller her pouch of coins, who eagerly snatched it up, while she accepted the paper bag he handed her, placing all her chosen stones inside. The stones were small and seemingly unimpressive, but her Byakugan told her otherwise.

The other man stood up, glaring at the stone seller. "Scamming a child is a scummy move." The girl walked away.

The stone seller tossed the bag of silver into the air, catching it with a smirk, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "Mind your business, literally," he retorted smugly. "This is called gambling. Some people are just stupid enough to give away all their wealth."

With that, he began packing up his stall, whistling a cheerful tune as he meticulously gathered his belongings. The other man watched him closely, his gaze lingering on the pouch of silver that the stone seller clutched tightly.

As the stone seller shouldered his packed goods and walked away, disappearing into the bustling crowd, the neighboring vendor let out a heavy sigh. "I should step up my game," he mumbled to himself, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

Minutes later, while lost in contemplation, a soft voice interrupted his thoughts. "Excuse me?" the voice chimed.

He looked up to see a petite girl leaning toward him, her big, expressive red eyes full of curiosity. "Have you seen a boyish-looking girl around here?" she inquired politely.

Recognition flashed across the man's face as he pointed an accusatory finger at her. "You!" he exclaimed, eyes widening in surprise.

The girl blinked, pointing to herself in confusion. "Me?" she echoed, tilting her head slightly.

"You were with that boy who won 35 gold from jade gambling last year!" the man blurted out, his excitement evident.

A moment of realization dawned on her as she nodded slowly. "Ah, yes! That's me!" Xiao Wu confirmed with a grin as her eyes shifted to the empty spot beside the man's stall. Momentarly distracted from the task at hand, she asked, "Where's the stone mister that's always here?" she asked, pointing to the vacant space.

The vendor shrugged, folding his arms across his chest. "Oh, him? He packed up and left after earning forty-five silver from a single girl." he replied, shaking his head in disbelief. "Can you believe that?"

Xiao Wu's gaze sharpened, her brows knitting together. "How did she look?" 

The man scratched his head, thinking for a moment. "Tall, black hair with some white stripes—"

Before he could finish, Xiao Wu spun on her heel and dashed into the crowd, leaving the man staring after her in bewilderment. "Well, that was abrupt," he muttered under his breath.

Weaving through the throngs of people, Xiao Wu's sharp eyes quickly spotted Tang San engaged in conversation with a woman selling freshly grilled chuanr. Without hesitation, she grabbed his wrist, tugging him away mid-sentence.

"Eh, Xiao Wu? What's the problem?" Tang San asked, startled by her sudden urgency.

"I think I know where 'that' girl is," Xiao Wu replied.

"Where?" Tang San asked, allowing himself to be pulled along. 

"I found out that Wong Yazhu bought jade gambling stones for forty-five silver. She'll probably go to the exchange store to check if she won anything," Xiao Wu explained, her pace quickening.

Tang San's eyes widened slightly, a hint of exasperation creeping into his voice. "That girl..." He sighed. "Now I understand why aunt Wong An told me to keep an eye on her, especially regarding how she handles money."

The duo picked up speed, navigating through the crowded streets until they reached a more subdued part of the city. Before them stood a massive two-story building, its exterior exuding an air of elegance and prosperity. Intricate carvings adorned the wooden façade, and large, polished windows reflected the afternoon sun, casting shimmering patterns onto the cobblestone street.

"This is the exchange center," Tang San noted, his eyes scanning the ornate signboard that listed various services: jade, gold, weapons, manuals, and other treasured items could be exchanged here.

Pushing through the heavy oak doors, they entered a spacious hall buzzing with activity. The interior was lavishly decorated, with polished marble floors and grand chandeliers hanging from the high ceilings. Merchants and customers alike bustled about, examining goods and negotiating deals.

Making their way to the jade exchange area, they were greeted by a familiar face. A graceful woman with soft features and kind eyes approached them, her smile warm and welcoming. 

"Ah, Tang San and Xiao Wu! Long time no see!" she greeted cheerfully. "Here to exchange jade or buy some?" She was the one who helped them exchange their Jade last year for a generous price. 

"Actually, we're looking for a friend." Tang San returned her smile with one of his own. "Did someone matching this description pass by here?" he asked, proceeding to describe Wong Yazhu in detail. 

The woman listened attentively before nodding thoughtfully. "Yes, she was here not too long ago," she confirmed. 

Tang San's eyes lit up with relief. "Do you happen to know which direction she went?" he inquired eagerly. 

"I think I know where she went," the woman replied. 

"Oh?" One of Tang San's eyebrows arched. 

"She asked if there was a way for her to make more money, preferably through gambling," the woman explained. "Preferably through gambling?" Tang San repeated. 

 The woman nodded, her tone casual. "I recommended the Nuoding Casino. She seemed eager." Tang San stared at the woman, who merely shrugged, unfazed by his surprise. "She asked a question. Customer service requires me to answer," she said, her voice light with amusement. 

"Thank you for the information." Tang San nodded, understanding the logic, with gaze drifting to Xiao Wu, who was admiring a stunning piece of jade behind a glass case. The gem was a pure 10-carat Lavender Jade, its lustrous surface shimmering under the soft lighting. A small plaque indicated its hefty price: 135 gold coins. 

 Approaching her quietly, Tang San placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "I'll buy that for you later," he promised with a soft smile. 

 Xiao Wu jolted slightly at his touch, turning to face him with a faint blush dusting her cheeks. "Eh? I didn't want it," she protested, her voice defensive. 

She spun around sharply, her scorpion braid whipping through the air and lightly slapping Tang San's face. "Besides, as the older sister, I should be the one buying you things," she declared, marching ahead with determination. 

"Alright, alright." Tang San chuckled, rubbing his cheek as he caught up to her. "For now, let's focus on finding Wong Yazhu. She's most likely still at the Nuoding Casino."

Together, they exited the exchange center, setting a brisk pace through the city's winding streets. The surroundings gradually transformed as they ventured into the wealthier district of Nuoding City. Buildings here were grander, their facades adorned with intricate designs and polished stone. The streets were wider and cleaner, with well-maintained cobblestone paths and ornate street lamps lining the way, elegant carriages rolling smoothly along the roads.

Soon, the towering structure of the Nuoding Casino came into view. The establishment was magnificent, boasting three expansive stories crafted from finely carved stone and rich mahogany. Tall, regal pillars flanked the entrance, each engraved with elaborate patterns depicting scenes of fortune and prosperity. Above the grand double doors hung a lavish signboard emblazoned with golden letters spelling out "Nuoding Casino," glinting brilliantly in the sunlight.

As Tang San and Xiao Wu approached the casino's entrance, a stern-looking man stepped forward to block their path. He was of average height, with a robust build and sharp features, and dressed in a crisp uniform. A subtle aura surrounded him, indicating his status as a rank 16 Spirit Master—on par with Tang San and Xiao Wu.

"Hold on there," the man commanded, his voice firm but not unkind. "Only Spirit Masters or those above the age of twelve are allowed entry."

Without missing a beat, Tang San and Xiao Wu produced their Spirit Master badges, presenting them confidently. The man's eyes widened in surprise as he inspected the badges, clearly taken aback.

"A-ah, my apologies," he stammered, momentarily flustered. "May I ask how old you two are?"

Xiao Wu's eyes flashed with irritation as she crossed her arms defiantly. "Does it matter? Let us in," she snapped.

Clearing his throat awkwardly, the man nodded hastily. "Right, of course," he conceded, pushing open one of the grand double doors and gesturing for them to enter. "Enjoy your time."

Stepping inside, Tang San and Xiao Wu were greeted by a lavish interior that matched the exterior's grandeur. The foyer was expansive, illuminated by an enormous crystal chandelier that cast a warm, inviting glow across the polished marble floors. Ornate wooden furniture with plush velvet cushions provided seating areas for guests, and fragrant incense filled the air with a subtle, soothing aroma.

Beyond the foyer lay the main gambling hall, a vast space buzzing with energy and excitement. Rows of intricately carved tables hosted various games of chance and skill, from dice and cards to more exotic challenges unique to the continent. Croupiers dressed in elegant attire managed the games with practiced ease, their movements smooth and professional.

Patrons of all kinds filled the hall: wealthy merchants flaunting their riches, seasoned gamblers eyeing their next big win, and adventurous youths eager for a taste of excitement. The clinking of coins, bursts of laughter, and murmurs of anticipation blended into a symphony of sound that filled the space. Soft music played in the background, provided by a live ensemble situated on a raised platform at the far end of the hall. 

Xiao Wu's eyes sparkled with intrigue as she took in the scene. "Wow, this place is something else," 

Tang San scanned the room carefully, his gaze sharp and focused. "Let's find Wong Yazhu quickly before she gets into too much trouble," he suggested, his tone pragmatic.

Nodding in agreement, Xiao Wu followed closely behind him as they maneuvered through the bustling casino. As they passed a fruit bar laden with colorful, exotic fruits, Xiao Wu couldn't resist reaching out to grab a carrot, tucking it into her sleeve with a quick glance around. The fruit bar wasn't free, but no one seemed to notice—or care. Tang San, however, caught the act but didn't bother to comment. 

"We should head to a higher floor for a better view," Tang San suggested as they continued. Xiao Wu nodded, following his lead as they approached a grand staircase adorned with intricate carvings and gold accents.

As they ascended, Xiao Wu's attention was caught by a tray of red wine held by a passing waitress. She reached out, her fingers brushing the glass stem, but before she could take it, Tang San gently slapped her hand away.

"Not for you," he teased with a soft smile, causing Xiao Wu to pout.

"It looks good," she grumbled, crossing her arms.

Tang San chuckled. "You're not old enough."

"Hmph, who are you to tell me how old I am?" she retorted, her lips curling into a playful scowl as she turned her head away.

Still chuckling, Tang San continued up the stairs, with Xiao Wu close behind. As they reached the second floor, the atmosphere changed noticeably. The air was charged with tension, and the stakes were visibly higher. Some tables were even guarded by formidable Spirit Masters, their ranks all above 15, standing vigil with sharp eyes that warned against any mischief.

Tang San's eyes narrowed as he scanned the floor, his irises darkening to a rich purple as he activated his Purple Demon Eye. He quickly scanned the bustling first floor below, but there was no sign of Wong Yazhu. Shifting his gaze to the second floor, he meticulously searched for any trace of her. 

Yet, nothing.

And then he realized Xiao Wu was no longer beside him. He glanced around, quickly locating her near the staircase leading to the third floor, her gaze fixed on something. Tang San's curiosity piqued, and he made his way over to her.

"What are you staring at?" he asked as he approached, but the answer became clear the moment he saw it.

A massive round table dominated the center of the third floor, surrounded by four men and three women. The table itself was a testament to wealth, glittering with stacks of gold coins that likely totaled more than 30,000 gold—far more than any other table in the casino. Surrounding the table were multiple bystanders, their eyes glued to the intense game being played out before them.

The table was surrounded by no guards, and for good reason. The lowest-ranked person seated there was a Spirit Grandmaster at rank 29, while the highest was a Spirit Elder at rank 37. No one in their right mind would dare to mess with this group if they valued their life. It was common knowledge that even if the entire casino's clientele decided to jump these seven, it was more likely for an ant to take down an elephant than for these seven to lose.

As someone shifted slightly, Tang San's eyes caught sight of a Spirit Elder at rank 35, who was currently laughing heartily, his chubby cheeks and oily face glistening in the low light. He dabbed his face with a handkerchief as he reveled in his apparent winning streak. But it wasn't just his laughter that drew Tang San's attention—it was the young girl standing beside him, her eyes covered by a black blindfold, holding a set of cards in her hands.

It was Wong Yazhu.

~~~~~~~~Author's Note~~~~~~

Posted this late because I just moved into the apartment I will be staying for this college semester. Five hours drive to another city isn't fun. 

Also, I need to know how good the book is so far. Don't hold back.