How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

The list of Tian Dice Pavilion has undergone a major reshuffle. The three sons of the three marquises who were originally at the top, as well as the low-profile Zhao Tianming, have all been overtaken by His Highness Prince Qin and the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace by a precipitous margin.

Most of the betting money revolved around the two men, and many gamblers even viewed this confrontation between them as a prelude to a power struggle for the throne.

The atmosphere in the Heavenly Dice Pavilion grew increasingly heated, as if the chance to turn the tide of fate lay in this single bet.

This was the first time Li Muyun had been in such a setting, surrounded by so much noise, that he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. He found a private room on the second floor and sat down by himself.

To his surprise, there were also gamblers who supported him. They were all excited when they saw Li Muyun, and kept praising him. They all placed bets on Li Muyun, hoping that he could win the championship.

This time, the Heavenly Dice Pavilion has opened up three major betting options: who will be the champion, runner-up, and third-place winner?

According to unwritten rules, in tournaments where dice games are held at Tian Si Ge, participants will generally attend and place their own bets, both to increase their chances of winning more money and as a form of incentive.

With nothing else to do, Li Muyun chatted idly with his supporters.

A commotion arose again below the Heavenly Casino as figures entered one after another. However, their clothing and appearances were all different from those of the Tang Dynasty, clearly foreigners.

Leading the way was still Zhao Kang, with his cold face, wicked eyes, and dashing demeanor. He wore a purple robe, his brows and eyes exuding a fierce aura, and he was accompanied by eight Kunlun slaves.

The eight Kunlun slaves carried jade bamboo poles, their tall bodies panting heavily. Huge treasure chests were stacked horizontally and vertically on the bamboo poles, revealing the golden light of the spirit stones.

"Bet on all the spirit stones, and all the other valuable ones, bet on Prince Zhao Kang to win the championship!"

Zhao Kang's face was cold and sharp, his expression like a knife, and a flash of anger appeared in his eyes. Every word he spoke was firm and powerful.

It wasn't just the people from the Great Zhao Dynasty who arrived; behind them, Zhu Jiutong, a contestant from the Sun and Moon Empire, walked with a smile on his face, marveling at everything along the way. He could practically take in the entire Heavenly Dice Pavilion from top to bottom, and couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration.

Casinos of this scale are a masterpiece of both magic and human skill; they are truly ingenious and offer many lessons to be learned.

Compared to Zhao Kang's lavish spending and disregard for spirit stones, Zhu Jiutong's attitude was clearly one of carefulness and tenderness as he gently took out several large, top-grade spirit stones from his bosom and reluctantly saw them off.

Even someone as greedy as him, who carefully considers and weighs every betting opportunity to maximize his profits, didn't hesitate to bet everything on himself in the face of such a tournament.

The imperial examinations are a major event, not just about money, but more about the symbolic meaning behind them. The grand competition in Dongsheng Shenzhou is an unparalleled honor.

The Golden Knife Prince Consort was ruthless and taciturn. He simply raised his hand, threw the huge spirit stone over, pointed to himself, and then sat down to the side, coldly observing everyone present.

Zhao Kang's eyes were cold as he scanned the celestial mirror, seemingly searching for someone's name. Soon, he saw the name he was looking for.

Li Muyun!

"Hmph, when did such low-class trash become allowed on the list? They only know how to use petty tricks. It's shameful to compete with people like that!"

Zhao Kang stared at Li Muyun's name without any hesitation, shaking his head and sighing, his words full of sarcasm towards Li Muyun.

Li Muyun was sitting in a private room on the second floor. The jarring noise naturally reached his ears. He didn't even need to look; it was definitely that good-for-nothing Zhao Kang who had arrived.

He immediately snorted coldly, stood up, and looked down at Zhao Kang.

"Oh, isn't this Prince Zhao, struck by lightning? Your Highness, may you be blessed, but I imagine it must be hard to be homeless and wandering far from home?"

"Damn it, I knew it was you! You despicable bastard, it's a good thing I didn't catch you, otherwise I would have torn you to pieces!"

Upon hearing Li Muyun's words, Zhao Kang was instantly enraged. The fact that his mansion had been shattered by lightning had always been a thorn in his side.

He strongly suspected that Li Muyun was behind it, but he still couldn't believe that Li Muyun's array formation abilities were so powerful.

But now Li Muyun was openly bringing up this topic in front of him, his expression practically screaming "murderer."

Seeing Zhao Kang's exasperated state, Li Muyun burst into laughter, leaped down from the second-floor private room, and calmly walked up to Zhao Kang.

"Young Prince Zhao, this is the territory of the Great Tang Dynasty, not your Zhao Dynasty, so keep your head down here!"

Faced with Zhao Kang's repeated provocations and constant threats to kill him, even a clay figure would have some temper, let alone Li Muyun.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kang's anger froze on his face, and he stared at the person in front of him in disbelief.

A surge of hot blood rushed to his head, as if he had suffered a great humiliation, and he clenched his teeth so hard they cracked.

He spoke repeatedly.

"Very well, very well, what a great way to bury your head in the ground! Damn it, I've seen arrogant people before, but I've never seen anyone this arrogant in front of me. In this competition, I will make you die!"

As he spoke, the veins on Zhao Kang's face actually disappeared, and he became somewhat calmer.

"Alright, let's take a gamble!"

Li Muyun looked at Zhao Kang with a calm expression and amusement.

Zhao Kang wanted to settle things with him, and so did he. This leech in front of him would keep bothering him if he couldn't get rid of him completely.

A faint smile appeared on Zhao Kang's face as he stared at Li Muyun with interest and spoke up.

"So what do you want to bet on?"

Zhao Kang stood with his hands behind his back, unable to suppress the smile on his lips. His initial anger and annoyance had transformed into a calm and composed demeanor.

It seemed as if all the previous anger was just a ploy to lure Li Muyun into this betting trap.

Looking at Zhao Kang, who was all smiles and full of confidence, as if he had Zhao Kang completely under his control, Li Muyun's expression became even more amused.

"Then let's gamble with our lives..."

These words sent a chill down the spines of the onlookers, and the contestants also turned to look at Li Muyun and Zhao Kang, their expressions becoming complicated.

Zhao Kang's smile froze instantly, his confidence seemed to have been dismantled, and a cold killing intent reappeared on his face.

Anger surged uncontrollably from my heart; it was the kind of anger that I simply couldn't suppress.

These ants actually dared to gamble their lives on me!

How can a worthless life compare to one's own?

"Arrogant! I will show you that the difference between you and me is not even in the same dimension!"

Zhao Kang took a step forward, staring directly at Li Muyun, his killing intent palpable.