In the presidential suite, Zhang Bin was diligently cultivating the Pure Heart Mystique.
He hoped to quickly enhance his newly emerged Special Ability. This would allow him to understand what it was, and it might even be useful in the competition. Otherwise, he had no assurance he could make it into the top ten, let alone contend for the title of World King of Gamblers. The upcoming rounds would be more brutal and the competitors even more formidable—each a master among masters.
Unfortunately, he had been cultivating for an entire week. The first round of the competition was already over, and the list of the top one hundred contestants had been released. Tomorrow, the second round would begin. Yet, he still couldn't sense what his new Special Ability was. This meant his new ability was too weak for him to even detect.
