A threat. This was an undeniable threat. After Jinshi Bo and that Grand Elder departed, many of the onlookers casting their gazes toward Chu Feng wore looks of concern.
The Jinshi Royal Clan was no ordinary force — they were the overlord of an Upper Realm.
For Chu Feng to offend a power of that magnitude was exceedingly dangerous.
Yet Chu Feng remained entirely unruffled.
Threats? Ever since Chu Feng had journeyed from the small city of Qingzhou on the Nine Provinces Continent all the way to this Upper Realm, he had never once been short of threats.
So Chu Feng simply did not care.
He turned his gaze toward Song Yunfei and said, "Brother Song, our bet still isn't settled. Shall we continue?"
Song Yunfei's expression had already soured when he saw Chu Feng defeat Jinshi Bo, and hearing those words made his face darken further.
Chu Feng had managed to beat Jinshi Bo. He had even opened the King among Stones from this very place. Whether or not that was luck — did that even need to be said?
There was no way Song Yunfei dared continue betting against Chu Feng.
So he did not respond. He didn't even speak a word. With a sweep of his wide sleeve, he departed on the spot.
Today, he had been thoroughly humiliated.
"Alright, alright, the betting is over. Everyone, disperse," the gray-haired elder announced.
After he spoke, the spectating gamblers had no choice but to leave, though reluctantly.
Despite their unwillingness, their faces were alight with excitement.
Today had not been a wasted trip. They had witnessed a bet involving ten million Immortal Martial Stones — something that had never before occurred across the entire Upper Realm.
Setting everything else aside, once word of this spread, it was sure to shake the Upper Realm to its core.
And as witnesses to all of it, they now had plenty of bragging rights.
"Young friend Chu Feng, the auction is about to begin. Would you like this old man to divide up these Immortal Martial Stones for you, or will you take them along as they are?" the gray-haired elder asked Chu Feng after the others had left.
"I'll trouble you to cut them open for me," Chu Feng replied.
The gray-haired elder then set about splitting open Chu Feng's enormous Immortal Martial Stone.
In the end, it yielded twelve million three hundred and seventy thousand Immortal Martial Stones.
Combined with the ten million Immortal Martial Stones Chu Feng had won from Jinshi Bo, and the eighteen million Immortal Martial Stones he had previously exchanged at the Ghost Sect Palace, Chu Feng was now holding forty million Immortal Martial Stones.
This was a staggering fortune, and it further bolstered Chu Feng's confidence in securing that Spirit Beast Treasure Map at the auction.
Afterward, the three of them were personally escorted by an elder of the Ghost Sect Palace along the guest passage and led directly into the auction hall.
The auction hall was immense — large enough to accommodate over a million people.
And yet, despite its vastness, it was already packed to capacity.
"Surely not everyone here has come to bid on items?" Chu Feng asked the Ghost Sect Palace elder.
"No, a large portion of them are simply here to watch the spectacle. After all, treasures of the highest order are very likely to appear at this auction."
"Of course, once the auction begins, it will run continuously for ten days and ten nights. The number of precious items that surface during that time will be enormous."
"However, the most valuable treasures will be auctioned off on the first day. If things move quickly, they can be sold within just a few hours."
"This arrangement exists for the convenience of the influential figures."
"After all, they are only interested in the truly priceless items."
The elder who had been assigned to guide them provided the explanation.