Threat — this was an absolute threat. After Jin Shibó and that Grand Elder departed, many of the onlookers cast worried glances at Chu Feng.
The Golden Stone Clan was no ordinary force. They were the overlord of an upper realm.
Having offended a power of that caliber, Chu Feng was in grave danger.
But Chu Feng remained unfazed.
Threats?
Ever since Chu Feng had journeyed from the humble Qingzhou of the Nine Provinces Continent to this vast Upper Realm, he had never lacked for threats.
So Chu Feng was not afraid in the slightest.
And so, right now, Chu Feng looked entirely unbothered, as if nothing had happened at all, completely unaffected.
With that settled, Chu Feng turned his gaze toward Song Yunfei and said: "Brother Song, our bet isn't over yet. Shall we continue?"
Song Yunfei's face had already soured upon seeing Chu Feng defeat Jin Shibó, and hearing these words only made it worse.
Chu Feng had beaten Jin Shibó, had even managed to open the King of Stones here — was it luck or not? Did that even need to be said?
How could Song Yunfei possibly dare to continue gambling with Chu Feng?
So he did not respond. He did not even say a word. With a flick of his wide sleeve, he turned and left on the spot.
Today, he had been utterly defeated.
"Alright, today's gambling ends here. Everyone, disperse," the gray-haired elder announced.
After he spoke, the spectating gamblers had no choice but to leave reluctantly.
Though they were reluctant, their faces were brimming with excitement.
Today had not been a wasted trip. They had witnessed a gamble involving ten million Immortal Martial Stones — something that had never happened in the entire Upper Realm.
Setting everything else aside, once word of this spread, it would shock the entire Upper Realm.
And as witnesses to all of this, they now had plenty of material to boast about.
"Young friend Chu Feng, the auction is about to begin. Would you like me to divide these Immortal Martial Stones for you, or will you take them as they are?"
After everyone had left, the gray-haired elder asked Chu Feng.
"I'll trouble you to cut them open, Senior," Chu Feng replied.
The gray-haired elder then set about dividing Chu Feng's colossal Immortal Martial Stone.
In the end, twelve million three hundred and seventy thousand Immortal Martial Stones were extracted.
Combined with the ten million Immortal Martial Stones Chu Feng had won from Jin Shibó and the eighteen million Immortal Martial Stones he had previously exchanged at the Ghost Sect Hall, Chu Feng was now holding forty million Immortal Martial Stones.
This was an enormous fortune, and it further bolstered Chu Feng's confidence in securing the Spirit Beast Treasure Map at the auction.
Afterward, the three of them were personally escorted by an elder of the Ghost Sect Hall along the VIP passage and brought directly into the auction hall.
The auction hall was vast, capable of holding hundreds of thousands of people.
And yet, at this moment, the enormous hall was already packed to capacity.
"With so many people — surely they can't all be here to bid on treasures?" Chu Feng asked the guiding elder from the Ghost Sect Hall.
"No, a large portion are here just to watch the spectacle. After all, this auction will likely feature some truly extraordinary treasures."
"Of course, once the auction begins, it will run for ten days and ten nights straight. The number of treasures that appear during that time will be considerable."
"However, the most valuable treasures will be auctioned on the first day. If things move quickly, they'll often be sold off within a few hours."
"This is done for the convenience of the important figures."