God of Pets

Chapter 228 Familiar routines

"Myna, is there something wrong with you? If you are, just tell me." Chen Guan could see that the Eighth King must have something wrong.

Upon hearing this, the Eighth King slapped his thigh, took off his glasses, and said, "Little brother, you are a straightforward person. I will speak frankly to you. Do you know why I set up this gambling game and recruit people to gamble here every once in a while?"

"Why?" Chen Guan asked casually.

"That's because I have to do this. I need to have enough good karma to maintain the normal functioning of my body and not be destroyed by the power of this secret realm." The Eighth King slowly revealed a secret.

Originally, the Eight Great Kings were not the secret spirits of the Beimang Mountain Blessed Land. They were the secret spirits of the Tianzhu Baoji Xuantian Secret Realm and accidentally met a human cultivator.

The human cultivator brought a few pots of homemade wine with him and drank it by the river.

The Eighth King liked the wine very much and was so tempted by the aroma that he floated out of the river, trying to scare the cultivator away and get his wine back to drink for himself.

Who knew that the human cultivator was not afraid of it and even made an appointment with it to have a drinking contest.

This was exactly what the Eighth King wanted, so he naturally did not refuse and started a drinking contest with the human cultivator.

The wine was really good. The Eighth King had never tasted such delicious wine before. But good wine also has a strong aftertaste. By the time he felt that it was no longer effective, it was really too late.

After waking up from the drunken state, the Eighth King discovered that his tortoise shell was locked at the end of the Yellow Springs River, which is the location of the Yellow Springs spring. This was used to suppress the Netherworld City under the Yellow Springs, preventing the secret spirits in the Netherworld City from rushing out.

The turtle shell was locked, and the eight kings were trapped here and unable to escape. They could only continue to consume their own energy to suppress the Nether City.

Otherwise, if the secret spirit of the Nether City wants to rush out, it will inevitably break its shell.

The Eighth King suppressed the Netherworld City with his own strength. Even though he was a secret spirit of the cave heaven, he could not withstand the long-term consumption.

However, the ordinary vitality in the blessed land could not keep up with his consumption, and his body's vitality gradually depleted.

So the Eighth King thought of a way to lure people here to join his gambling game.

He let those humans use their good karma in exchange for his treasures. He himself practiced the secret method of good karma. Good karma could not only restore his consumed vitality, but also allow his secret method to be further improved.

As for those human practitioners who were left here after losing, he only asked them to help him find some natural treasures, or clear the Netherworld Qi, to assist him in suppressing the Yellow Spring Eye.

The Eighth King's original idea was that once he absorbed enough good karma and his own secret techniques were further improved, he would be able to break the restrictions set on him by the human practitioner and break the blockade of the black shell.

But no one knew what method that person used. No matter how he absorbed good karma or practiced secret techniques, his body was always firmly imprisoned above the Yellow Spring Eye. His strength was always suppressed within the Three Awakenings, and he could not get rid of the imprisonment on his body.

After so many years of research, the Eight Great Kings finally discovered why it could not escape the confinement here, because this confinement itself was connected to the entire secret realm of Beimang Mountain.

That human cultivator was truly a genius. The restrictions he had set up were woven into the secret realm. The rules of the Blessed Land Secret Realm inherently repelled beings above the Three Awakenings, and the restrictions channeled his power to suppress the ghostly aura. Therefore, no matter how the Eighth King cultivated, it could not single-handedly overturn the entire Beimang Mountain Secret Realm and could only remain suppressed there. Over the years, the Eighth King had continuously absorbed good karma to maintain his shell, preventing the secret spirits of Nether City from breaking through.

"You mean, this Palace of the Eight Kings is actually your tortoise shell?" Xiao Qinghua looked at the huge palace and then at the size of the Eight Kings. No matter how she looked at it, it didn't seem to match.

The Eighth King said calmly, "My current body is in a restrained state. If I were to recover my true form, even the giant Kunpeng would be three points inferior to me."

"What can we do to help you?" Chen Guan asked.

"My dear nephew, you are a man of great luck. Can you help me deliver a letter to a certain place? As long as you can help me get this done, it will be no problem for me to kowtow to you, burn incense and become your sworn brothers." said the Eighth King.

"It's just a letter. Can't you just find someone to deliver it?" Xiao Qinghua said.

"No, no, no, ordinary practitioners cannot enter that place. Only people with great luck like my nephew can enter there." The Eighth King shook his head repeatedly.

"What place is there that other practitioners cannot enter? That place must be very dangerous, right?" Xiao Qinghua asked with a frown.

"The place I'm talking about is called Xuantian Baozhu Mountain. It's located in a blessed and secret realm. It's not dangerous, but only people with great luck can go up the mountain. Otherwise, you can't even see the mountain, let alone go up the mountain to deliver a letter. Only you, my little brother, can do this. As long as you can help me do it, I, your eight brother, will never treat you unfairly..." The Eighth King promised a generous reward. In short, as long as Chen Guan could help him deliver the letter to the place and send someone to rescue him, Chen Guan would have whatever he wanted.

Naturally, Chen Guan didn't believe a single word of this empty talk. He agreed with his mouth, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

As long as he left the Palace of the Eight Kings, he wouldn't care about the Eight Kings anymore.

"Brother... I know you don't believe me... I'll give you something first... With this thing... you'll believe me..." The Eighth King said, taking out half a bead and stuffing it into Chen Guan's hand. He smiled and said, "Go ask your elders to see what this is. As long as they can recognize it, you will definitely believe me."

Chen Guan saw the half bead that the Eighth King stuffed into his hand. It looked a bit like a pearl that was cut in half, and also like some kind of jade bead. It was snow-white all over, and the surface had a silky luster.

I can sense a mysterious energy flowing inside, but I can't tell what kind of energy it is. Moreover, the energy is very weak, and such a small amount of energy seems to be of no use.

In comparison, this half bead is far inferior to the inner elixir of the Eight Kings.

Chen Guan asked the Eighth King what the half bead was, but the Eighth King just told Chen Guan to ask it himself, saying that Chen Guan would not believe him even if he told him.

The gambling game outside was still going on. The Eighth King told them that if they wanted to leave here and go back, they could only take the Spirit King's ship. Otherwise, they would be hurt by the netherworld energy leaking from the Yellow Spring Eye. So they asked them to wait for a while.

After the gambling game was over, the Eighth King actually let them leave with the other people who won the gambling game, with no intention of keeping them.

Before leaving, the Eighth King also gave Xiao Qinghua many treasures, which seemed to be very valuable.

"I'm familiar with this routine... The Holy Horned White Deer also played this way... This half bead is most likely a good thing... But half is definitely useless... I can only come back to the Eighth King to get the other half..." Chen Guan thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)