"Cut that one," said Jin Shibo.
"Heavens — the biggest one?!"
Upon hearing those words, the crowd was utterly astonished. If there was one black crystal stone on the third floor that drew the most attention, it was undoubtedly the very one Jin Shibo had just selected.
Then again, this was hardly surprising. Even someone with no knowledge of observational arts could tell that particular black crystal stone was extraordinary.
The only problem was that the stone had no listed price, so no one knew what it actually cost. But there was no doubt that its price would be absolutely sky-high — a king's ransom.
"Young friend, that black crystal stone is priced at ten million Immortal Martial Stones. Are you certain you wish to open it?" the gray-haired elder from the Ghost Sect Palace asked.
"Ten million Immortal Martial Stones — truly a sky-high price."
The onlookers gasped. Sure, the stone was massive, its peak towering above the clouds. But a larger stone did not necessarily mean it contained a great deal of Immortal Martial Stones inside. It could very well hold only a tiny amount — these things were impossible to predict. So spending ten million Immortal Martial Stones to open it was, without question, an astronomical sum.
"I said I want it opened. Do you have a problem with that?" As Jin Shibo spoke, he waved his Universe Bag once more, and in a flash, another ten million Immortal Martial Stones flew toward the gray-haired elder.
"Hsssss~~~"
At that moment, many people couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Even
In the blink of an eye, Jin Shibo had already produced twenty million Immortal Martial Stones. Was the Jinshi Royal Clan truly that wealthy, or was Jin Shibo simply prodigal beyond measure?
Either way, those twenty million Immortal Martial Stones had opened everyone's eyes. This was what real wealth looked like — worthy of a prince from an upper realm's ruling power.
"If you're certain, then this old man shall accept the payment."
Even the perpetually cold-faced gray-haired elder was now beaming with delight.
That black crystal stone was indeed extraordinary, but at ten million Immortal Martial Stones, practically no one would have bought it. He had assumed it would become the hall's centerpiece display, forever unsold. And yet, today someone actually wanted it — how could he not be pleased? Ten million Immortal Martial Stones was a significant sum even for the Ghost Sect Palace.
"I've already given you the stones. What more do you need to ask?" Jin Shibo's tone toward the elder's inquiry was brimming with impatience.
"Young Bo, it's far too expensive. Don't be rash!" At that moment, the Grand Elder of the Jinshi Royal Clan couldn't help but intercede.
This supreme expert — a peak eighth-grade Martial Immortal, an existence who had cultivated for over ten thousand years — was now drenched in cold sweat.
"Don't worry. Don't you trust my eye? I can't guarantee anything else, but when it comes to stone gambling, I never lose. I'm taking that fool's ten million Immortal Martial Stones, no question," Jin Shibo declared.
Even so, the Grand Elder's gaze was still riddled with worry. But then again, thinking back on Jin Shibo's stone-gambling skills, he did feel somewhat reassured. Jin Shibo truly was gifted in this art — to this day, he had never misread a stone.
"Young friend Chu Feng, what about you? Which one do you choose?" the gray-haired elder asked Chu Feng.
His words were yet another reminder — a reminder that Chu Feng must choose carefully.
Don't let Jin Shibo's extravagant purchase of that black crystal stone distract you.