Chapter 301: Chapter 193: Tina’s Bewilderment: Where Is Your Pleasure Tentacle, Why Is It Gone After Making a Wish? (2)

"The way you are right now, doesn’t look sincere in the slightest."

"I’ve already said, there really isn’t any Divine Invitation Incense at Changchun Temple right now, and I’m not interested in romantic affairs at the moment, so please, dear guest, show some respect!"

Lies!

Complete nonsense full of absurdity!

The Beautiful Person gritted her teeth, who would believe such nonsense?

She was sure that from the beginning up until just now, this Little Daoist definitely had a reaction and almost couldn’t hold it anymore!

But, for some reason, he suddenly seemed to enter a state of meditation like an old monk.

Since that’s the case, breaking Ning An’s concentration to get Ning An, then the Divine Invitation Incense from Changchun Temple would naturally be in hand!

"Little Daoist, then I’ll make a wish, I am very sincere about it."

The Beautiful Person stood up with a smile, then started silently making a wish to the Incense Burner.

And the viewers in the livestream room, seeing this scene, were so envious they turned purple with envy down below.

"Eunuch Ning, stop pretending, let’s head back to the palace, the Emperor is getting impatient waiting."

"The gap between people can sometimes be scarier than you imagine. For me, it’s not just this beautiful person who could match Yang Mi, even a green tea this morning would be a delight!"

"Brother Sect Leader, open a class, teach us your skills, we’ll listen on our knees."

"Yes, Brother Sect Leader, if you ever come out, please report your location. I should break my wife’s legs in advance, so she doesn’t come back to tell me something like ’falling for a Daoist Master is a lifelong mistake.’"

"If only I had the looks of a Little Daoist, if only I had the charm of a Little Daoist, waaa, I want everything except for the Little Daoist’s inability to rise to the occasion!"

...

Ning An didn’t look at the livestream comments, instead he took out a backup phone and glanced at it.

The Beautiful Person started to make a wish, and the system interface began to appear.

[Gender: Female]

[Occupation: Spy]

[Name: Tina]

[Wish: Obtain confidential documents of the Dragon Country, while also conquering Ning An, turning him into her fiery beast beneath, and acquiring the Divine Invitation Incense!]

[Unconventional wish fulfillment method: No wish fulfillment!]

Whoa!

Seeing the unconventional wish fulfillment method, Ning An was somewhat shocked. After all, he had never seen such a wish fulfillment method.

Whenever anyone at Changchun Temple makes a wish with incense, the system accepts it and provides a reasonable fulfillment.

But now, what’s up with this ’No wish fulfillment’? 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Suddenly.

Ning An’s mind became clear, good fortune came naturally, which was the explanation given by the system.

[Ding! For the incense burner’s wish directed at you, the system will not fulfill them.]

What a treasure!

Ning An’s eyes lit up, but then he also felt it was only natural.

If someone disliked Ning An but couldn’t do anything about it, considering Ning An’s combat prowess which had already been shown off during the incident with Han Xiuxian.

Choosing to use the incense at Changchun Temple, wishing for Ning An’s death, regardless of the cost, he’d be willing to pay, isn’t it hilarious?

Even if it were a life for a life, the system would lose big time!

A rare host they had found and nurtured to such an extent, only to end up being done in by themselves.

If it had a physical form, it’d probably get up in the middle of the night to slap itself a couple of times.

"Ah!"

A scream, the Beautiful Person’s tone was panicked: "Little Daoist, I haven’t finished making my wish yet, why did the incense break on its own?"

Ning An pulled over a chair, leaned back, and leisurely said, "I told you, without sincerity, the ancestors won’t accept it."

"Nonsense about gods and ghosts!"

The Beautiful Person frowned, returned to the incense table, and directly placed a few stacks of money on the table: "Five thousand bucks, give me thirty incense sticks, I refuse to believe it will break every time!"

Ning An wasn’t angry either, he took the required amount from the incense table and handed it over: "If you believe, there is; if not, there isn’t, I won’t take advantage of you, thirty-six incense sticks, the extras are on the house."

Sure enough, thirty-six incense sticks, twelve incense burning opportunities, every time the Beautiful Person made a wish, an incense stick broke, all twelve times!

At this point, everyone was reacting.

"Just what the heck, what kind of wish is she making that even the ancestors won’t accept? Even if it’s to become an immortal, surely the incense wouldn’t break every time."

"Who knows, twelve whole times, even if the quality of the incense is questionable, the probability of breaking one out of two is about 0.0244%, almost like winning the lottery jackpot."

"You say, this beautiful woman, generous and not short of money or looks, surely not short of men either, what grand wish does she have?"

...

Tina’s face turned pale, no matter how good her psychological quality was, she couldn’t handle the fact that all twelve incense sticks broke.

"Could it be that the Dragon Country really has some sort of national fortune?"

She didn’t dare to think further, much less dared to continue thinking, constantly pushing this thought out of her mind.

At the same time, Tina’s face turned fierce!

She had come to Changchun Temple with a task, she couldn’t return empty-handed, having found nothing!

Swish, swish, swish!

Tina came to Ning An, directly pouring all the cash from her pocket onto the incense table.

"There’s about ninety thousand Dragon Country currency here, I want to buy all incense sticks!"

Big spender!

Ning An couldn’t help but twitch his eyelids.

With a quick calculation, an incense stick costs one hundred fifty, ninety thousand Dragon Country currency, that’s six hundred sticks, allowing for two hundred wish-making attempts!

Ning An, of course, knew that even if these quantities were multiplied tenfold, a hundredfold, the wish of this spy would not come true.

After all, this isn’t a fair game, as the organizers and final interpretation rights are all with the system.

It could be said, as long as Ning An nodded, all this money would be Changchun Temple’s Incense Money.

But Ning An just lay on the rocking chair, swaying back and forth, without taking any action.

Nonsense!

Twelve times the incense broke, barely able to brush it off as poor incense quality.