I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 899 - 335: Imperial Treatment! Miracles from Sheer Strength! (Part 3)

The chessboard in front was shrouded in mist, like an independent little world, with pieces automatically falling, and a small figure was running and dodging amidst it.

Ling Ningzhi asked puzzled, "Grandpa, what are you doing..."

"Don’t worry, your little sweetheart won’t be in trouble; it’s considered an opportunity given to him by Director Qi," Ling Yishan put down the teacup and said, "Chen Mo’s talent is the strongest I’ve seen in my lifetime, but that doesn’t mean he will go the furthest."

"Throughout history, countless stunning Heavenly Prides burst onto the scene, only to rapidly fall like meteors."

"Whether he rises with fate, like a hidden dragon soaring into the depths, or is swept away by destiny and becomes a mere chess piece, depends on his character."

Qi Chengze nodded and said, "In the end, cultivation is about cultivating the heart; as a young grandmaster, Chen Mo rising smoothly in the world, full of youthful vigor, is a good thing but also a weakness."

"If jade does not meet the right artisan, it remains a pebble; if a person does not undergo trials, it is hard to become great."

"Within this ’Heavenly Yuan Chess’ lies the Heart Refining Technique; if he can break through, it means he has seen his true heart, broken free from cages, and from then until First Grade, no heart demon or outside evil can corrupt his Dao Heart."

Ling Ningzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she listened half-understanding, as long as it’s beneficial to Chen Mo, it worked.

Qi Chengze and Ling Yishan exchanged a glance, with a somewhat peculiar expression.

They were indeed telling the truth, but hadn’t told everything.

Within the Great Yuan Royal Family, there is a saying: "To succeed the Purple Extreme, one must first cross the Star Board."

That is to say, every Crown Prince in history had to transform the nineteen paths into mountains and rivers and break through the Heavenly Yuan Chess before they could prove their potential to inherit the throne.

What Chen Mo is experiencing now indeed deserves to be called imperial treatment.

"How many rounds do you think it will take him to come out?" Ling Yishan asked aloud.

"To break this game, one must think of strategies while avoiding, reverse the situation by moving the pieces, and ultimately turn defeat into victory. A single mistake means starting over; it’s extremely difficult."

Qi Chengze thought for a moment and said, "This kid is resilient and perceptive. I think around fifty rounds should do it."

Ling Yishan shook his head and said, "You underestimate him. I guess he’ll break through within ten rounds."

"Ten rounds?"

Qi Chengze laughed in disbelief, "Do you know what you’re talking about? Even that person took nearly twenty times... cough, cough, aren’t you being a bit too unrealistic?"

Ling Yishan casually suggested, "Since that’s the case, why don’t we make a bet?"

Qi Chengze raised an eyebrow and said, "Bet on what?"

"If he fails to break through within ten rounds, I’ll give you the Heavenly Mechanism Lock," Ling Yishan said indifferently.

"Are you serious?!" Qi Chengze sat up straight, eyes lit up, but quickly calmed down, "And if I lose?"

"If you lose, you will pass the Heavenly Vision onto him," Ling Yishan said.

"This..."

Upon hearing this, Qi Chengze hesitated, saying, "Aren’t we betting a bit too big? I haven’t even taught those Divine Skills to Yifeng..."

"Isn’t that because your grandson’s perception is too poor, he can’t learn no matter what," Ling Yishan glanced at him and said, "As the saying goes, the Dao shouldn’t be isolated, the teachings must be passed on, or do you plan to take your Cultivation Techniques to the grave?"

Qi Chengze’s expression was troubled, his inner thoughts wavering.

Although he felt quite confident about winning, and the Heavenly Mechanism Lock was highly alluring, seeing Ling Yishan’s certain demeanor, he wasn’t entirely sure.

Carefully observing Chen Mo, he saw that in the second round, after being consumed by the White Dragon piece, he stood still like a statue, easing his mind significantly.

"Alright, bet it is!" Qi Chengze slammed the table.

"Deal, don’t regret it then," Ling Yishan nodded.

"Once the piece is placed, there are no regrets!" Qi Chengze snorted, "Stop bluffing; I don’t believe he has such great capabilities..."

Crack—

Before the words settled, a crisp sound reached their ears.

They watched as the sandalwood chessboard was covered in web-like cracks before shattering under their astonished gaze!

Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a murky breath, and marveled, "What an exquisite chess game!"

Qi Chengze’s voice caught, stuttering, "Three rounds to break the game? How, how did you do it?"

"I’m ashamed to say," Chen Mo said shyly, "I’m not skilled in chess, but I’m fairly strong, so I just directly broke through the board." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Qi Chengze: ???