Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Seeing that things were not going well, Huang Yilian quickly stepped in to smooth things over, but the man was persistent and chased after her, saying, "I want to gamble on stones with Fellow Daoist Shu Guang. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

As soon as there was something interesting to see, everyone turned their attention to it.

"It's been a long time since I've seen anyone competing in stone carving. I'm so lucky to have stumbled upon this today."

"Fellow Daoist, you spoke too soon. The other party has not yet agreed, so there may not be any excitement to watch."

“Mo Fengjue has provoked us to this extent, how can we tolerate this? Besides, Fellow Daoist Shu Guang originally wanted to buy gambling stones, it’s just that he’s gambling on top of gambling, doubling the risk and reward.”

“Mo Fengjue is a regular at Fengyunfang and is also an expert in jade gambling. This Fellow Daoist Shu Guang is not well-known. Is she not from Zhongzhou?”

"Although Fellow Daoist Shu Guang is a new face, she has cut out good items from several stones in a row and has not lost money yet. She must be a low-key expert."

What does it mean that the other party can always find something good in jade gambling? It means that the other party is not only knowledgeable in jade gambling, but also has extremely strong spiritual sense.

The rocks surrounding rough stones act like numerous obstacles, hindering cultivators' spiritual sense from probing them. Those with weak spiritual sense cannot overcome these obstacles and thus cannot know whether there is anything inside the stone; they can only rely on gambling.

If you're lucky, you can multiply your money several times and make a little money. But if you're unlucky, you can go bankrupt in the blink of an eye.

Ning Fusang raised an eyebrow and asked, "How does the betting work?"

Why not take the money offered to her? Because gambling on jade stones, to some extent, is a contest of intuition, and in that respect, she has a complete advantage.

Although the silkworm spirit is not very useful, it is still a creature with a lifespan of more than 500,000 years and intelligence. Its spiritual consciousness is so powerful that outsiders cannot imagine it.

Even outside Fengyunfang, the silkworm spirit could sense what was wrapped in layers of rocks, let alone when it was picking and gambling on stones at such close range.

Seeing that she didn't even understand the rules of stone gambling, Mo Fengjue felt even more confident of victory. "We will each choose three stones and compare the value of what comes out after cutting them. It's best two out of three rounds. What comes out belongs to the winner, and the loser has to pay for the stones for the other person. Do you understand?"

In other words, the winner can get what's inside the jade without spending a penny. Ning Fusang thought to herself, "This Mo Fengjue is really a good person, rushing to give me money." So she said, "Okay."

"Should I pick all three stones at once, or pick them three times separately?"

Ning Fusang was completely unfamiliar with the rules of jade gambling in Zhongzhou; she only came into contact with jade gambling during her trip to Zhongzhou.

Actually, there are quite a few good rough stones on the seventh floor. Her divine sense detected several stones with hidden potential. However, the price of rough stones is related to factors such as the origin and size of the raw material. She couldn't afford the large rough stones, so she could only cut a few small ones.

Now that someone is paying, Ning Fusang can be more selective.

Mo Feng dared to challenge Ning Fusang to a stone-picking contest because he had the confidence to do so. He had studied a surveying technique that greatly helped him in selecting rough stones for gambling. Anyone who had been in the gambling den for many years and was doing well had absolute confidence in their skills.

"Naturally, all three rough stones must be selected at once, and once chosen, they cannot be changed midway."

Ning Fusang said she was fine, and the two went to select rough stones separately.

Silkworm Spirit confidently declared, "Leave the stone-picking to me, and I guarantee that Mo Fengjue will lose everything, not even his underwear!"

Ning Fusang not only wanted to win against Mo Fengjue, but she also wanted the most valuable gambling stones on the seventh floor. Her eyes swept over the gambling stones, and she pointed to a stone that was half a person tall, "I want this gambling stone."

The maid of Fengyunfang was slightly taken aback, then a smile appeared on her face, and she quickly stepped forward and made a mark on the stone.

This stone, due to its enormous size and high risk, had never been approached by anyone. Now that someone had finally taken it on, Fengyunfang was naturally overjoyed. Regardless of who ultimately paid, the spirit stones would still go to Fengyunfang, wouldn't they?
Seeing Ning Fusang's casual attitude, the cultivator beside him couldn't help but remind him: "Fellow Daoist Shuguang, the bigger the stone, the better. Although the probability of cutting out something from this stone is high, the value of what's inside may not be higher than the price of the stone itself."

"This gentleman is absolutely right. There's a lot to learn about gambling on stones. Fellow Daoist Shu Guang is still inexperienced and doesn't know the intricacies involved. You should be more careful when choosing stones in the future!"

"In my opinion, this rough stone is quite good. Fellow Daoist Shu Guang, listen to my next sentence: choosing this one will guarantee a profit!"

"Don't hold them back. This rough stone is of medium to high value. If it were ordinary, there would naturally be a profit, but what comes out of it is far from enough to beat Mo Fengjue."

Everyone offered suggestions, but Ning Fusang ignored them all and picked out two more heavyweight stones.

In the eyes of the maids at Fengyunfang, Ning Fusang was practically a god of wealth; it was just a matter of who would end up paying for it.

When Mo Fengjue saw the three stones Ning Fusang had chosen, he twitched the corner of his mouth. She really was a complete novice when it came to picking stones.

Do you really think that the bigger the stone, the better the cut will be?

The two stone-cutting masters began cutting stones at the same time. The stone that Mo Feng had chosen was smaller in size. After cutting off a layer of the stone skin, it immediately showed colorful luster, attracting everyone's attention.

"Five-colored, no, it's seven-colored immortal crystal!"

"Mo Fengjue's luck is as good as ever. Such a large piece of seven-colored immortal crystal must have increased in value more than five times by now, right?"

Upon seeing the exposed seven-colored crystal, the master stone cutter's breathing quickened slightly, and he unconsciously slowed down his stone-cutting speed, changing from the original wind-cutting method to the gentler wood-cutting method.

The emerald green vines, as flexible as fingers, embedded themselves in the cracks of the rocks, peeling away the soil and stones to reveal a complete seven-colored fairy crystal.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, is this Seven-Colored Immortal Crystal for sale? My Golden Jade Pavilion is willing to offer 30,000 spirit stones to purchase it!"

Mo Fengjue bought this rough stone for 4,000 spirit stones, but Jin Yuzhai quoted it for 30,000 spirit stones, nearly eight times the original price. Yet, people were still scrambling for the Seven-Colored Immortal Crystal, and the price kept rising.

At this moment, someone said, "The stone-fighting isn't over yet, so it's still uncertain who will get the Seven-Colored Immortal Crystal."

The items might not even be Mo Fengjue's, so how could he decide whether to sell them or not?

After being told that, everyone calmed down and almost forgot about it.

"With such a precious refining material as the Seven-Colored Immortal Crystal already obtained, the outcome of this round is basically set. Fellow Daoist Shu Guang's chances of winning are slim."

The stone-cutting master, oblivious to human voices, cut away layer after layer of stone skin, leaving behind a pile of stone chips.

The jade stone, originally half a person's height, was reduced to the size of a human head. Everyone stared wide-eyed as the master stone cutter began to carve.

As the blade cut into the stone, a glimmer of golden light burst forth. Everyone instinctively closed their eyes, squinting as they gazed at the source of the golden light.

"This is... Pure Yang Immortal Gold?"

"Such a dazzling light, there can't be any mistake!"

(End of this chapter)