In the Lizardman's residence, Chu Xiu found a total of eleven chips, two large bags of Paradise Grass, and some miscellaneous equipment and artifacts.

The quality of these equipment and artifacts wasn't high, but since Chu Xiu's Spirit and Flesh Storage Pouch was big enough, he took them all without any complaints.

Next, he started clearing out the gambling dens of these commoners along the outermost perimeter.

Of course, he wasn't foolish enough to clear every single one he passed by, instead choosing to skip some, in order to avoid arousing the suspicion of the patrol Guard Team.

In fact, as long as he could kill the gamblers before they could alert anyone, the chances of being discovered would be greatly reduced, because even if someone later entered the casino and saw the gambler's corpse, they'd just assume he had a Death God gamble with someone and unluckily lost his Life.

Thus, Chu Xiu quickly cleaned out these gamblers, causing his Destiny Chips to skyrocket at an astonishing Speed.

During this process, he also witnessed quite a few gambling games that opened his eyes.

He initially thought most of the people here just played poker like the masked people, or engaged in some legitimate strategy games, but the reality proved him naive.

In this city, anything can be gambled on—even the number of birds flying by, whether the next person entering the store would be male, female, or something else entirely mundane.

Moreover, one didn't necessarily have to bet Life Chips; anything could be wagered.

There were even grotesquely extreme gambles like those of the Lizardmen, and such "specialized" gambling games were not uncommon.

The one that left the deepest impression on Chu Xiu was related to a "Paradise Grass" gamble.

The Rule was to light a pipe filled with Paradise Grass in the center of a room, and then place eight long-term addicts who hadn't used Paradise Grass for a while around the room, with layers of traps set between them and the central Paradise Grass.

At first, it was relatively simple, just some small paths filled with glass shards and corridors with blade obstacles; as long as they could maintain their rationality under the temptation of the drugs, they could basically pass.

But it became grotesque later on, where they had to self-mutilate to proceed, like jumping into a pool filled with sharp syringes to find a key to advance to the next level.

Even Chu Xiu, a Demon Cultivator, found it excessively grotesque.

"The smoke from burning Paradise Grass is more potent than direct consumption, but I only light a little, which is far from enough for these drug users, forcing them to crave more,"

"Don't you, dear customer, want to see how far these addicts can go?" The owner introduced with a smile.

The Rule was simple: Chu Xiu could bet on which of the eight people would advance the furthest, with extra rewards if someone could get the drugs, or, alternatively, bet on who could remain rational despite the onset of drug cravings.

According to the owner, after more than ten gambling games, no one had resisted the craving, as once someone uses Paradise Grass, they cannot stop, and their Brain undergoes a fundamental irreversible change.

Even the Guard Team couldn't resist.

"Even the Guard Team uses it?" Chu Xiu asked in surprise.

"Of course," the owner pointed to the cage with the contestants, "See the one with the black hair at the very back? He used to be in the Guard Team, but later ruined himself with drugs, losing himself to me for a bag of grass."

"The Baron is stingy as hell. If not for this, who the hell would risk their Life for him? The Guard Team is no different."

"But they use higher Quality stuff, with comparatively lesser side effects, but ultimately, they meet the same end in the long run."

"Only Gambling Slaves who have lost their Soul are immune to Paradise Grass."

"But what does it matter? Anyway, there will always be an endless stream of people coming; this world is full of Life-betting lunatics, as inexhaustible and resilient as weeds."

The owner's words gave Chu Xiu a deeper understanding of the Power of Paradise Grass and sparked a bold idea in his mind.

To thank the owner, Chu Xiu swiftly shattered his head with a punch using the Celestial Demon Hand, destroying his neural pathways and synaptic connections before he could even feel pain, dying painlessly.

[Artifact Obtained: Destiny Chips*9]

After raiding the owner's fortune in the backyard, Chu Xiu's total number of chips exceeded forty.

However, he didn't trigger a forced Tier elevation, because in the first round of the Death God gamble, he resisted the Death God's punishment directly, thus not completing the gamble and not owning a Bet Chain.

Without the Bet Chain, there naturally weren't many limitations.

Of course, Chu Xiu also realized that these Destiny Chips were just scrap metal on him, as only with a Bet Chain could he activate these chips and improve his luck Effect.

But Chu Xiu didn't need luck; his fists were the greatest luck.

He thought that perhaps fighting his way through from start to finish was the correct strategy for this scenario.

Needless to say, it would be hard for anyone else to replicate his method.

Without further thought, Chu Xiu continued to the next gambling den.

Keep killing!

...

Chu Xiu was highly efficient, and each time he acted, it was clean and neat. He was very cautious and would immediately swap to another target without wasting a moment if he encountered a very well-prepared owner.

Therefore, even after eliminating more than a dozen gambling dens, he still hadn't alerted the patrol team.

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