183: Chapter 183 unlocks a 10-pull draw, granting a low-grade spirit stone!

Time passed little by little.

Half an hour later.

The color of the blood flowing from the wound on Chu Tianjiao's wrist began to change.

From its initial pitch-black and foul-smelling state, it slowly turned into a normal, bright red.

The terrifying black poison spots on his face also faded away, visible to the naked eye.

His breathing became extremely steady, as if he were just asleep.

Even the various data on the electrocardiogram monitor next to him returned to the levels of a normal person.

Su Yun withdrew his fingers and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This set of marrow-cleansing techniques combined with spiritual energy to extract the poison was truly heaven-defying in its effectiveness.

However, the consumption of mental energy was no joke.

He looked at the vessel that was almost filled with black, poisonous blood and picked it up directly.

He turned and walked to the room door, pulling it open.

Qin Yumo was dutifully guarding outside the door.

Chu Mushang was pacing back and forth in the corridor, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Hearing the door open, Chu Mushang rushed up in one stride.

"Master Su! How is Tianjiao?"

Su Yun couldn't even be bothered to waste words.

Carrying the stainless steel vessel with one hand, he threw it directly at Chu Mushang's feet.

With a "clang," the vessel slammed onto the carpet.

A few drops of the black, poisonous blood splashed out.

That extremely disgusting stench of a corpse rushed directly into Chu Mushang's nostrils.

Chu Mushang covered his nose and retreated two steps.

Su Yun brushed the dust off his hands.

"The poisonous blood has been completely drained."

"He has been saved, he is just physically weak now."

"Just go back and get him some good things to nourish him, and he'll be fine."

After saying this, Su Yun didn't even pause.

He walked straight past Chu Mushang and turned to head toward the end of the corridor.

Chu Mushang looked at that basin of pitch-black poisonous blood on the carpet, the extremely disgusting stench of the corpse rushing straight to his brain.

He couldn't care about the nausea and strode directly into the guest room.

On the large hospital bed, Chu Tianjiao was lying there.

The black spots on his face had completely faded away.

His originally pale complexion was now as rosy as a normal person's.

On the vital signs monitor next to him, the heart rate and blood pressure data were extremely steady.

Chu Mushang's eyes immediately turned red.

His son's life had been completely pulled back from the gates of hell.

He turned his head and roared at the bodyguards outside the door.

"Everyone, perk up!"

"Watch the young master carefully. If there is even the slightest mistake, I will skin you alive!"

After yelling this, Chu Mushang turned and ran out.

He stuck out his big belly, his legs moving quickly.

He sprinted all the way to the top of the stairs.

"Master Su! Please wait!"

Chu Mushang was out of breath from running, his hands on his knees as he panted heavily.

Su Yun stopped and turned to look at him.

Chu Mushang quickly straightened up and took out a pure black bank card from the inner pocket of his suit.

The surface of the card was inlaid with extremely exquisite dark gold patterns.

He held the card with both hands and handed it to Su Yun with extreme respect, his waist bent almost ninety degrees.

"Master Su, a great kindness needs no thanks."

"This is our Chu family's supreme black card; it has no spending limit."

"You can use it as you please—buy buildings, buy land, buy yachts, whatever you want."

"Seeing the card is like seeing me in person; you can freely mobilize any of the assets under the Chu family's name."

Chu Mushang looked up, his tone extremely sincere.

"From now on, our Chu family owes you a massive favor."

"As long as you say the word, even if it means going through fire and water, our Chu family will absolutely not frown!"

Su Yun had his hands in his trouser pockets and glanced at the black card.

This thing was indeed a good item.

It would definitely be useful for showing off.

But he didn't even take his hands out.

People in the field of metaphysics fear nothing more than being tainted by the karma of these wealthy families.

If he took this card today, and tomorrow the Chu family caused some heinous trouble, the system would definitely count that debt against him.

Su Yun's tone was extremely flat.

"Take the card back."

"I take money to resolve disasters for people. Today, I stepped in to save someone because you donated one billion in charity funds."

"The karma is already settled; neither of us owes the other anything."

Chu Mushang became anxious and tried to step forward.

"Master Su, please don't misunderstand!"

"Our Chu family absolutely has no other intentions; we just want to be friends with you."

Su Yun raised his hand to interrupt him directly.

"Forget it."

"Friends aren't made by throwing money around."

"In the future, make sure your precious son causes less trouble."

"Donating more money to charity is more effective than sending any black card."

After saying this, Su Yun walked down the stairs without looking back.

Chu Mushang stood frozen in place, clutching the card, his face full of regret.

He knew very well that the Chu family had completely missed the opportunity to attach themselves to this true god.

...

Outside the main gate of Qinglong Villa.

Mayor Zhao Donghai had already arranged a black Hongqi sedan, waiting specifically to take Su Yun home.

When the driver saw Su Yun come out, he hurried over to open the rear door, his attitude extremely respectful.

Su Yun bent down and sat in the car.

The door closed.

The Hongqi sedan drove steadily out of the winding mountain road, heading toward Jinxiu Jiangnan Community.

By the time he returned to his residence in Jinxiu Jiangnan, it was already past four o'clock.

Su Yun entered, kicked off his shoes, went to the bathroom for a hot shower, and changed into extremely loose pajamas.

Then he collapsed directly onto the extremely soft leather sofa in the living room.

Today's successive battles, breaking the formation and then using needles to extract the poison, had almost worn him to the bone.

However, the harvest was also extremely bountiful.

[Current merit points: 1600]

Looking at this four-digit balance, Su Yun felt incredibly comfortable.

Previously, in order to repair the Ghost Valley Medical Arts and for the lucky draws, his merit points had almost hit rock bottom.

Now it was better.

Breaking that extremely vicious life-stealing formation of Ma Tengfei had directly brought in one thousand points.

Added to the bits and pieces left over from before, he was finally wealthy again.

Su Yun rubbed his hands together.

He opened the lottery wheel in the system store.

One thousand merit points were just enough for a ten-draw.

Take a gamble, and a bicycle might turn into a motorcycle.

"System, give me a ten-draw right now!"

As he spoke, the one thousand merit points on the panel were directly deducted.

That golden, glittering large wheel began to spin crazily.

Su Yun leaned back on the sofa, staring intently at the pointer on the wheel.

[Ding! Thanks for playing!]

[Ding! Thanks for playing!]

[Ding! Thanks for playing!]

Three consecutive notification sounds rang out.

Su Yun's face immediately darkened.

Had this crappy system secretly changed the drop rates today?

The wheel was still spinning.

[Ding! Thanks for playing!]

[Ding! Thanks for playing!]

Two more "Thanks for playing."

Su Yun sat up straight and cursed.

"You crappy system, are you playing with me?"

"Five hundred merit points just went down the drain like that?"

"Can you make your drop rates any lower?"

"Do you believe I'll just uninstall you?"

Fortunately, the wheel didn't keep failing.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 0.1 attribute points, automatically allocated to Strength.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 0.1 attribute points, automatically allocated to Spirit.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 0.1 attribute points, automatically allocated to Constitution.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 0.1 attribute points, automatically allocated to Charm.]

A series of notification sounds went off.

Su Yun felt a weak surge of warmth in his body.

His muscles became a bit firmer.

His head also cleared up a little.

But these four 0.1 attribute points—how much were they worth in total?

Su Yun looked at the last remaining lottery chance.

He let out a long sigh.

It seemed that today, he was purely cursed with bad luck.

Just as he was about to close the panel, the pointer on the wheel stopped on a grid emitting a blinding white light.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining: one low-grade spirit stone!]