Chapter 312: Collapse Serpent

Di She was still frantically scratching his face and screaming in agony. Xu Qian watched as he clawed deep bloody marks into his skin, a truly horrifying sight.

"What's wrong with that old man?" Chen Jun Nan asked anxiously, unable to see anything.

"He seems... kind of breaking down," Xu Qian said, puzzled.

"No way, this is ridiculous," Chen Jun Nan shouted over the phone. "He's the mighty 'Di Ye', and he's the one betting his life against me. Why is he collapsing? I'm not even breaking down here."

"So, what do we do now?" Xu Qian asked. "Just wait for him to lose it?"

"Don't!" Chen Jun Nan replied. "Let him take the phone again."

"Take it again?" Xu Qian gave a bitter smile. "Won't you just scare him to death?"

"What's there to fear? We've already talked about betting lives—what could be worse?"

Xu Qian nodded and stretched the phone cord, taking a couple of steps forward.

"Um... Di She, he wants to talk to you again..."

Di She froze, staring blankly at the phone in Xu Qian's hand.

"What... what are you doing?!" Di She yelled. "That kid's trying to kill me! She's coming! She's on her way!"

"Qian Jie, ignore him and shove the phone in his face," Chen Jun Nan said.

Xu Qian had no choice but to slowly extend her hand and pass the phone over. Finally unable to hold back, Di She snatched it away.

"What the hell are you up to, you brat?!" Di She roared hoarsely into the phone. "Betting your life against me?! Do you even have what it takes?!"

"Hey, don't get so worked up," Chen Jun Nan said seriously. "At your age, you need to take care of your health. There's no surveillance here—if you really drop dead, I won't be able to explain it."

"You... you..." Di She panted heavily, starting to regret things. He knew Chen Jun Nan was a troublemaker, yet he'd carelessly accepted his entry fee.

But who could've imagined that this seemingly reckless punk would dare to bet his life against a 'Di Ji'?

"Kid, why are you doing this...?" Di She asked, trembling.

"Since you're asking, I'll play by the rules and lay it out," Chen Jun Nan said, scratching his nose. "Not long ago, a pretty big sister came to your place for a game. She didn't want to do those disgusting things with you, so you slapped her four times. Is that right?"

"What...?" Di She could hardly believe his ears. "Are you out of your mind? I just slapped her four times—I didn't do anything else! And you're betting your life over that?!"

"Old man, listen to yourself—is that even human talk?" Chen Jun Nan said righteously over the phone. "You've got that enhanced body, and you use it to hit women? Let me ask you, when you were a 'Sheng Xiao', didn't any other zodiac beat you up?"

"You... you... even if I was wrong, you're overreacting!" Di She shouted. "Do you know what happens if I become a participant? There won't be a 'Chu Ti Zhe'! 'She' will come!"

"That crazy woman?" Chen Jun Nan laughed. "Let her come. I'll have a good fight with her."

"How about this..." Di She stammered, "I have a way for both of us to get through the 48 questions safely. No one has to die, and afterward, I'll give you extra rewards..."

"Is that so?" Chen Jun Nan hesitated. "It sounds tempting, but what about those four slaps you gave her?"

"I... I'll slap myself back, okay?!"

"Oh? You can do that?"

"Y-yes..." Di She agreed.

"Go ahead."

Hearing Chen Jun Nan's words, Di She raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face.

*Smack!*

This slap left Xu Qian completely stunned.

"That doesn't count," Chen Jun Nan continued, picking his nose while holding the phone with his shoulder, speaking casually. "Not loud enough. Hit again."

Di She gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and slapped himself hard again.

*Smack!*

This time, the sound was loud and clear, reaching Chen Jun Nan's ear.

"That sounds about right," Chen Jun Nan nodded. "Old man, that's one down. Three more to go. Hit again."

*Smack!*

Di She was truly scared now—if he didn't follow through, this guy might shatter his dreams of becoming emperor.

"Again."

*Smack!*

"Again."

*Smack!*

After four slaps, Di She's face was swollen.

The last time he'd been slapped like that was by that damned white Di Yang.

"There, are we good now?" Di She asked through gritted teeth. "I've given back the four slaps, so from now on, you listen to me, and we'll..."

"But I don't agree," Chen Jun Nan said with a laugh.

"What?"

"I mean, I don't agree with that idea of us both surviving," Chen Jun Nan said, stretching lazily. "Let's start the life-or-death bet."

As soon as Chen Jun Nan finished speaking, a sinister wind suddenly swept through the entire venue.

"You bastard..." Di She cursed, then looked around in terror. His first instinct was to run, but after two steps, he stopped.

No, he couldn't run. Running would mean certain death, but staying might not mean defeat.

It was all that punk's fault...

Slowly, he lifted his eyes to the air, where a strange figure had appeared.

The figure was completely wrapped in long hair and was standing in midair as if on solid ground.

Di She swallowed hard, his tongue twitching uncontrollably.

The figure in the air extended a hand and slowly parted the hair in front of her face. She revealed a pale countenance and a bare body, then looked down at Di She and said sternly: "I am 'Xuan Wu'."

Hearing the dangerous tone in the woman's voice, Di She took a deep breath and feigned ignorance: "What... what brings you here?"

"I sense that a life-or-death bet has been triggered here, and the referee position is vacant, so I am here to fill it."

Indeed, what was inevitable had come.

"Then... then..."

Di She's voice was already shaking. He'd been living a life of indulgence and debauchery for so long that he'd forgotten the dangers faced by a 'Sheng Xiao'.

"Di She, please participate," Xuan Wu said coldly.

"Could... could you wait a bit?" Di She glanced around, racking his brain for a way to escape the game.

"No." Xuan Wu descended from the air and landed beside the central podium.

Di She knew escape was impossible now; his only option was to survive the game by any means necessary.

After a brief moment of thought, he forced a ugly smile.

Yes, it had been too long since he'd changed the game—he'd almost forgotten the "safety net" he'd set up.

This life-betting punk was still too young; he'd overlooked one thing.

What was Di She now?

A 'Di Ji' Sheng Xiao.

Even if that massive sphere fell straight down, it might not kill him outright—after all, he'd tested it on his own body when designing the game.

He might get hurt, but not necessarily die.

'Di Ji' was 'Di Ji', after all—they had physical abilities far beyond ordinary participants.

That was his biggest trump card.