The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

He Dong held the Spirit Stone in his hand, feeling a sudden warmth. As he fixed his eyes on it, he saw the Spirit Stone emitting waves of clear light, instantly becoming crystal clear like a pure Spirit Mirror, continuously attracting He Dong's soul.

Just at that moment, He Dong already felt a slight drowsiness in his soul.

He quickly put away the Spirit Stone and said, "Mr. Long, didn't you just go back to Ling Manor? What does Emperor Ling mean by this? When will my grandfather die?"

The middle-aged man named Mr. Long replied, "I did return to Ling Manor. The Sect Leader has already informed me that in three days, it will be the death date of your grandfather. He has also gathered all the disciples, waiting for your command at any moment, to then bloodily purge the other He Clan descendants who have competitive relationships with you. This way, in less than a week, you'll gain control over the whole inheritance of He the Gambling King!"

Upon hearing Mr. Long's words, a fierce glint flashed in He Dong's eyes: "The first person I want to kill is He Jie! And I have to act fast. He has already disclosed information to me, and if I delay any longer, it will only lead to obstacles!"

"Rest assured, we'll kill He Jie tonight!"

Mr. Long said in a deep voice.

"But He Jie has Yang Tian's protection!"

He Dong said with a lack of confidence.

Upon hearing He Dong's words, Mr. Long sneered coldly and said, "Yang Tian is nothing special. Once you expose his true form, I will immediately notify Emperor Ling the Sect Leader to personally take care of this meddlesome Yang Tian!"

"That's good!"

A fierce glint flashed in He Dong's eyes.

But little did they know that by this time, Ling Manor had already been ravaged by Chen Xiaoli and others. Chen Xiaoli was already a terrifying entity in the Human Realm, surpassing the Half-Immortal Realm. When she acted, no martial artist in the Human Realm could oppose her. In just a few minutes, Ling Manor was flooded with blood, only that the Sect Leader Emperor Ling used the sacrifice of more than ten elders to buy his escape time at the last moment.

When Chen Xiaoli and others attacked Ling Manor, Mr. Long had already left, so Mr. Long was unaware that the Ling Sha Organization had been ravaged.

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At this moment, Yang Tian was with Murong Yinghao and He Jie in the VIP lounge on the third floor, going on a killing spree. At first, neither Murong Yinghao nor He Jie believed Yang Tian could continuously win, but as Yang Tian won again and again, they were shocked: "Yang, does this mean you really are the Gambling God!"

Yang Tian lazily smiled, "There is no real Gambling God in this world. Except for me, who can, in one night, win all the money from all the casinos in Australia!"

His words were extremely arrogant.

But the surrounding men and women no longer dared to show any contempt or sneer. They stood here observing for about twenty minutes, only to see Yang Tian win five rounds in a row. Although, unlike He Dong, Yang Tian wasn't betting millions each time, after these five rounds, Yang Tian's chips on the table had risen from 100 million to 150 million. From start to finish, Yang Tian sat there peacefully, full of confidence, like a victorious general in numerous battles, giving everyone the impression that no matter how the game was played, he would always win. Many times, when everyone thought the dealer would win, Yang Tian would deal the most decisive blow, then amid shock and applause, he would sweep all the chips on the table into his arms.

Unknowingly, they believed that Yang Tian was the most miraculous Gambling King in Australia.

Yang Tian closed his eyes and used his Divine Sense to probe around. This time, he distinctly felt the admiration from everyone. The gambling hall was filled with very dense Gambling Technique Qi, and he didn't hesitate at all in quickly absorbing the surrounding Gambling Technique Qi. Beside his Dantian, there was already a Spirit Crystal formed from Medical Skill Qi. The Gambling Technique Qi flowing into his body quickly condensed next to this Medical Skill Spirit Crystal, rapidly refining into a Gambling Technique Spirit Crystal.

After these two absorptions of Gambling Technique Qi, Yang Tian had already collected half of the Gambling Technique Qi.

He opened his eyes and looked around. There were probably around a hundred gamblers here. Even if he exhausted the admiration they had, he couldn't gather enough Gambling Technique Qi, so he frowned, thinking about a way to collect more Gambling Technique Qi.

He ran his Divine Sense throughout the casino and found that there were about four floors in this building used as gambling halls. A lot of people were there, and if they all focused here, Yang Tian would surely be able to gather enough Gambling Technique Qi.

He thought for a moment, realizing that gathering all the gamblers here would be quite difficult, as after all, this was a high-level gambling lounge where not everyone could enter. Or perhaps, he could host a gambling live broadcast, similar to those in Hong Kong movies, directly airing it on TV. This way, he could become the Gambling King of the entire city and gather whatever kind of Qi he wanted!

With this thought, Yang Tian used his Divine Sense to probe into the conference room, wanting to see what He Dong was doing after all.

He wanted to use He Dong to organize a gambling live broadcast.

But soon, Yang Tian coldly smiled because he saw that in the conference room, He Dong was holding a Spirit Stone. The Spiritual Breath in the Spirit Stone was very strong, and Yang Tian immediately knew that this Spirit Stone was used to test the presence of Martial Artists.

It was obvious that He Dong and Mr. Long wanted to see if Yang Tian was a Martial Artist.

"Isn't this Mr. Long from Ling Manor? Ling Manor has already been ravaged by Xiaoli, so why is he still hanging out here?"

Yang Tian shrugged his shoulders.

This Mr. Long was nothing more than a jumping clown who couldn't withstand any waves.

Meanwhile, He Dong and Mr. Long also stepped out of the conference room. He Dong had put the Spirit Stone in his pocket and directly headed toward Yang Tian. Seeing that there were even more chips on Yang Tian's table, his face sank, increasingly convinced that Yang Tian was not an ordinary person. He sat down with a grim expression, "Yang Tian, I suppose you haven't had enough fun, right? How about we continue playing, but with higher stakes?"

Yang Tian understood He Dong's intentions as well; he sat down, waiting for He Dong to use the Spirit Stone as a ploy.

Next, Yang Tian and He Dong continued playing Show Hand. This time, they played with increasingly higher stakes. But gradually, He Dong took out that Spirit Stone from his pocket and placed it beside the chips. The spirit was only about as big as three fingers, and he pushed it alongside the chips. When Yang Tian won the game, the dealer pushed all the chips on the table to Yang Tian.

He Dong and Mr. Long both widened their eyes, with Mr. Long displaying a look full of anticipation because this Spirit Stone contained nothing but the Yin Breath of the Ling Clan lineage. Any Martial Artist who touched it would be devoured by the Yin Breath, so from start to finish, he had never handled the Spirit Stone himself. Instead, he let He Dong use the Spirit Stone to test Yang Tian.

Yang Tian coldly laughed internally; in the Human Realm, no Spirit Stone could test him.

But outwardly, he still had to put on a show.

So he reached out and grasped the Spirit Stone, and immediately, a strong Spiritual Aura spread out, blinding everyone with its light, and He Dong rose in shock, "You're really not an ordinary person!"

As for Mr. Long beside him, his eyes were filled with anticipation: The Yin Breath in the Spirit Stone would devour Yang Tian!

Yang Tian quickly noticed a wave of Yin Breath inside the Spirit Stone. He glanced at Mr. Long and understood.

So it was Mr. Long who wanted to use this so-called Spirit Stone to harm Yang Tian?

This wave of Yin Breath was full of Yin Evil. If absorbed into a Martial Artist's body, it could devour the Spiritual Breath in the Martial Artist's body, making it impossible to use Spiritual Breath for a few days.

Yang Tian suddenly had a flash of inspiration, crafted a Divine Talisman, absorbed all the Yin Breath, and then lazily said, "Let's have a live broadcast, shall we? Broadcast our gambling, that'll make it much more exciting!"

He Dong's face looked extremely serious, but Mr. Long beside him had a trace of mockery on his face. He knew the Yin Breath inside the Spirit Stone had already seeped into Yang Tian's body, and in the coming week, the Spiritual Breath in Yang Tian's body would be solidified and devoured, rendering him incapable of using Martial Techniques.

So he said, "Sure, you want a live broadcast? I'll play along with you; this time, I'll be the one to face off against you!"