478 The Battle of Gambling Spirits

Although Manager Liu was the only one in this gambling business, he did not dare to be arrogant in the entire Qingyu City. If he dared to take Nangong Wei's spirit stone because of this small matter, he would not be able to continue in Qingyu City in the future.

After all, there are more than his family of gambling shops in Qingyu City. I don’t know how many merchants are staring at him, waiting to replace him.

What's more, even Manager Liu did not see through the ore and knew the abilities of the size and quality of the spirit stones in it, so he wanted to help Nangong Wei, but in fact he was just to promote the fire and cooperate. This is his own duty. Even if Nangong Wei didn't say it, he was doing the same thing every day.

When Nangong Wei saw that Manager Liu was still tactful, he couldn't help but nodded slightly, and then didn't say anything more. Although Ye Feng didn't know the transmission of Nangong Wei and Manager Liu, he also knew that the two of them would definitely collude with each other. Fortunately, he had the help of the Yan Emperor's Divine Sword and was not afraid of Nangong Wei's plan.

Under the leadership of Nangong Wei and Manager Liu, Ye Feng and other monks walked along the way, and soon arrived at a hall dedicated to gambling stones deep in the gambling business.

This hall is very elegant and quiet, unlike the monks everywhere outside. There are many beautiful female cultivators in the Golden Elixir realm as waiting, and there are also seven or eight customers.

All of these seven or eight customers were extraordinary and wearing gorgeous fairy clothes. Obviously, both cultivation and status were not simple. Otherwise, they would not be able to afford to play gambling spirits.

There are three areas specially divided in the hall, with hundreds of ores of different shapes and sizes placed. These ores look very ordinary and do not emit any spiritual power fluctuations.

Even Ye Feng's powerful divine consciousness and Xuantian Spiritual Eye could not see through this ore. In fact, when his cultivation reached the level of being able to gambling stones, the monks had some practiced magical powers such as spiritual eyes. If these magical powers could work, all those who started gambling spirits would have gone bankrupt long ago, and their business would not be so prosperous.

The arrival of Ye Feng and other monks finally made the hall lively. After all, Ye Feng and other monks were still waiting behind many monks who came to watch.

The seven or eight monks in the hall saw Nangong Wei and Manager Liu coming, and just looked up. Some of them smiled and nodded, and then continued to study the ore in front of them.

These ores are roughly divided into third-class ores, with the highest price, with a thousand top-grade spirit stones per catty. The probability of opening heaven-grade spirit stones is also higher.

Medium ores are relatively cheap, with 500 top-grade spirit stones per catty, which is exactly twice the price of high-grade ores. The probability of opening a heaven-grade spirit stone is slightly lower, but it is far better than that of lower-grade ores.

As for the lower-grade ore, the quality is the worst. Even so, it is still 200 top-grade spirit stones per catty. In addition, these ores are at least several kilograms, and even the cheapest ones require more than a thousand top-grade spirit stones.

However, if these ores are cut open, they may not be able to produce good spirit stones, and they may not even be able to produce any spirit stones. This shows that this gambling spirit industry is indeed a profitable industry.

Of course, even if the ore is divided into third-class, it does not mean that the best ore can produce the best spirit stone. The lower ore must have nothing. The difference between the two is just the probability of opening the best spirit stone. If you have great luck, even the lower ore can produce the heavenly-grade spirit stone.

If you are unlucky, even a high-quality ore may not be able to produce a low-grade spirit stone!

"How is it? Do you see something?" At this time, Ye Feng used divine thoughts to ask the Yan Emperor's Divine Sword. Ye Feng wanted to win here, his only hope was the Yan Emperor's Divine Sword.

"Of course. I have observed it. There are hundreds of ores here, and most of them contain spirit stones, but most of them are low-quality, medium-grade and top-grade, only half are top-grade spirit stones. As for heaven-grade spirit stones, there are even fewer, only a few, and there is only one heaven-grade spirit stone in every hundred ores!" Yan Emperor Divine Sword said with a smile.

"Tell me specifically!" Ye Feng said happily.

"Okay. There are eight heavenly-grade spirit stones in total. The smallest is the size of a pigeon egg, and the largest is the size of a bowl, which is enough to cut into more than ten standard-sized heavenly-grade spirit stones..."

The Yan Emperor's Divine Sword nodded and immediately introduced Ye Feng in detail. Ye Feng was surprised to find that the Yan Emperor's Divine Sword is worthy of being the ancestor of gambling spirits. The Yan Emperor's Divine Sword can not only see whether there are spirit stones in the ore, but also accurately judge the quality and size of these spirit stones.

In order to facilitate Ye Feng's actions, the Yan Emperor's Divine Sword even directly told Ye Feng about the specific situation of all the ores on the scene. Ye Feng, as a cultivator in the fusion realm, has a strong memory ability. After just listening to it once, he kept this information in mind and would not make mistakes or be confused at all.

"It must be the first time Brother Ye has seen gambling spirits, which is very eye-opening? Look, these are all top-notch ores, which are most suitable for gambling spirits like Brother Ye. Although the price is relatively expensive, I believe Brother Ye should be able to afford it. If you really can't afford it, you can borrow money from me, Nangong Wei. If not, you can also support the Leng family. Who made Brother Ye, you are the disciple of Junior Leng Leng!" At this moment, Nangong Wei said sarcastically.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, Senior Brother Nangong said it well. If you can't afford to play, we can help you, but you have to know one thing. Although you are Leng Leng Sister's disciple, our Leng family cannot provide you with spirit stones for free." Leng Yun echoed.

Although she was in the same gang as Nangong Wei, she did not intend to let the Leng family pay for Ye Feng. After all, the gambling stone was really lost, and even the Leng family could not afford it.

"It turns out that he is Leng Leng's friend. Leng Leng's peak cultivation level in the God Transformation. Although it is not low, it is not extremely high. Her disciple must be at most in the early stage of the God Transformation. Even if she is the young master of a big family, how many spirit stones can she have? She dares to come to gambling on the Spiritual Movement, but she really doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick."

"I think this monk was deceived by Nangong Wei. Nangong Wei has not deceived many times over the years, and many monks have lost all their money because of him. Now this monk named Ye is probably in trouble."

The monks onlookers started to talk in a low voice when they heard this. They saw that although Ye Feng was walking with Nangong Wei, they were obviously hostile. The eyes of Ye Feng could not help but feel a little more sympathy, pity or contempt.

Leng Leng was very anxious when she saw this and wanted to speak for Ye Feng, warning Jiangui Liu and Nangong Wei and other monks not to go too far. But she didn't know what to say.

After all, although she is also a cultivator of the Leng family, and even Leng Yun's sister, her status in the family is far less than Leng Yun, because Leng Yun is now a master of the fusion realm, but she is still at the peak of the transformation of the gods. Moreover, Leng Yun and Nangong Wei have already expressed their position now, and no matter how much she helps Ye Feng speak, it will be useless.

Ye Feng was moved in his eyes. He smiled slightly and finally said, "Since you are here to play the gambling spirits, you will naturally have to play a few games. Although Ye doesn't have many spirit stones on his body, he doesn't need the help of Brother Nangong and Fairy Leng Yun. However, Ye is a newcomer and is not familiar with what the gambling spirits are like. Please ask Brother Nangong to take a few games first and let Ye learn about it!"

Nangong Wei wanted to trick Ye Feng, so Ye Feng naturally wouldn't let Nangong Wei live a better life. So even if he was sure, he still planned to teach Nangong Wei a lesson first.

In addition, he could also take advantage of Nangong Wei to gambling spirits to see if the information provided by the Yan Emperor's Divine Sword is really so accurate. This is not because he is suspicious, but because the gambling spirit involves a huge number of spirit stones, and he must ensure that everything is foolproof.

Nangong Wei was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng agreed so quickly and deliberately asked him to take action first. However, he was not afraid at all. Although he was not sure, he had been betting for many years and had some experience. In addition, he was the young master of the Nangong family, so there was no problem of betting one or two.

Even while selecting ore, Nangong Wei talked endlessly about his experience of gambling spirits. The monks onlookers were fascinated by the fact that they finally chose a high-quality ore that was not big ore.

The reason why I don’t choose the largest ore is because the largest ore weighs nearly 100 kilograms and will never be able to take it down without ten heavenly spirit stones.

Ten heavenly-grade spirit stones are a large sum, and even the young master of the Nangong family cannot afford to lose. Even this high-grade ore that is not small is ten and a half kilograms. After removing a fraction of the amount, it is still worth a heavenly-grade spirit stone, which makes Nangong Wei very painful. However, for the sake of face, Nangong Wei can only endure it!

Nangong Wei pretended to be generous and paid a heavenly-grade spirit stone. Blood was dripping from his heart, but his eyes were not blinking on the surface. At the same time, Nangong Wei was also full of hope, because he did have some experience in gambling stones. Maybe not only did he not lose, but he could also open a large piece of heavenly-grade spirit stone.

"Senior, are you doing it yourself or we do it?" A female cultivator in the Golden Pill Realm was about to respond, put the high-quality ore in a golden luxurious tray, walked over with a smile, and said respectfully.

"Nonsense, it's just a piece of high-quality ore, and it's worth the young master coming in person? Of course, you're going to do it!" Nangong Wei frowned slightly and said unhappy.

In fact, he was worried that he would lose a lot of the spirit stones, and although he couldn't control himself, he showed an impatient look.

However, if he was asked to do it himself, he would never refuse, because some stingy monks would do it himself. He didn't want to show his concern for the spirit stone in front of the female cultivator Leng Leng waiting for the female cultivator!

"Okay. So, senior, where do you plan to cut from?" The female cultivator should be very professional and still smiled.

"It's just a few cuts!"

Nangong Wei pretended to be indifferent, but in fact his eyes had never left the top ore on the pallet. Fortunately, the other monks were the same, and few people paid attention to Nangong Wei's ugly appearance.

"Okay. Please wait!"

The female cultivator nodded as soon as possible, her divine thoughts moved slightly, and a light flashed. A golden dagger with sharp light flashed in her hand and emitted strong spiritual fluctuations.

This golden dagger is a special item, specially used to cut ore. Although it is not a powerful spiritual treasure, it is also a top-quality magic weapon. It is naturally more than enough to cut the ore in front of you.

Click!

As the cultivators watched, the ore was easily cut open, and the cut was very smooth and flat. Flows of abundant spiritual power immediately emanated from the middle of the ore. The cultivators even clearly saw a ray of light.

"Have it!"

The monks' eyes lit up. Even if they weren't gambling, they liked to see surprises. Nangong Wei was even more excited to grab the female cultivator waiting to approach her and look closely. Ye Feng was always very calm, smiling and saying nothing, without any surprise.

"The best spirit stone!"

Nangong Wei's disappointed voice came, and the cultivators also saw the light in the middle of the ore clearly. There was only a small piece, and its body was a top-quality spirit stone the size of a pigeon egg.

I spent a heavenly-grade spirit stone, but only got one top-grade spirit stone, which almost lost everything. Although this kind of thing happened frequently in this gambling spirit process, this time it still caused a burst of gloating laughter.

Of course, some monks quickly seized the opportunity to comfort Nangong Wei, hoping to use this to please the Nangong family, but Nangong Wei became even more angry.

Fortunately, Nangong Wei knew that he could not lose his composure now, so although he wanted to cry because of his loss, he still looked light and indifferent.

"Brother Nangong is indeed experienced and has opened the best spirit stone in an instant. If it were Ye, he would probably not even be able to open the low-grade spirit stone. Especially, although Brother Nangong lost a little, he was able to remain calm. It is really admirable and admired!" Ye Feng finally spoke seriously.

Ye Feng's seriousness almost made people suspect that he truly admired Nangong Wei. When Nangong Wei heard this, he was almost vomited blood. On the surface, he still wanted to greet him with a smile. He was so painful that he was extremely frustrated.

"Brother Ye, you're welcome. I'm just a little gamble. I guess I've said so much just now and learned a lot. Now you can take action, right?" Nangong Wei attributed his failure to Ye Feng. At this time, he looked at Ye Feng with bright eyes, thinking about seeing Ye Feng look ugly.

"Okay, Ye is really itchy when he sees it." Ye Feng smiled slightly and nodded happily, which made Nangong Wei, who had prepared a set of rhetoric, stunned slightly, and couldn't help feeling depressed as he punched the cotton.

However, thinking that Ye Feng might lose even worse soon, he couldn't help but feel happy again. He didn't believe that with Ye Feng's eyesight, he could beat him.

After all, the luck of a monk is related to luck. Ye Feng is a cold disciple. His cultivation must be low and his luck must not be strong. His luck will never be better than him. In addition, Ye Feng has no experience, as long as he participates in the gambling spirit, he will definitely lose extremely badly. However, he himself, although he lost, he still has spirit stones to turn the tables.

Even if he may have lost money today, he will still let Ye Feng lose all his money. He doesn't believe that Ye Feng can compete with him, the young master of the Nangong family, for spirit stones.

"Okay, that's all!" Ye Feng went directly to the lower ore area without any hesitation and picked up the smallest piece.

This piece is the size of a fist, weighing only five kilograms, and it is a low-grade ore, which costs only 200 top-grade spirit stones per kilogram, so the price is far lower than the top-grade ore that Nangong Wei chose before. It happened to be a thousand top-grade spirit stones, which is only one tenth of what Nangong Wei paid before.

"It turns out that he is a poor man. He chose the cheapest piece. Only a thousand top-grade spirit stones. But he didn't know that the smaller the lower-grade spirit stone, the less good things they could be. Although he saved the spirit stones, he had no chance to win, which was even more wasteful." The cultivators were slightly stunned and whispered.

The monks who participated in the gambling spirits all had wealthy high-level monks. Although they were a little disdainful of Ye Feng's behavior, they always thought that it was not a mistake to be able to play, but they still pretended that they had to learn from them playing gambling spirits, which was to humiliate themselves.

Even the existence of monks like Ye Feng is simply insulting them, such as gambling players. Fortunately, they are all reserved, so they don’t express their thoughts.

However, the monks who followed Ye Feng and others to watch were unable to afford gambling stones, and were both jealous and admiring monks like Nangong Wei. Now seeing that Ye Feng is actually not much better than them, they can't help but feel a kind of deformed disdain, and they directly talked loudly and were not worried that Ye Feng would hear it.

Nangong Wei did not expect Ye Feng to choose the smallest and cheapest ore. He had no time to stop him. Ye Feng had already paid for a thousand top-quality spirit stones, and he could only admit that he was unlucky.

Fortunately, Ye Feng's behavior finally got contempt from the onlookers' naked monks, and it also showed that Ye Feng's wealth was indeed not rich enough. These two points made Nangong Wei feel a sense of pleasure of revenge and success.

"I thought he would lose less if he bets a little. He bets a little, and he would not have the chance to win, so he would lose all the money. When he loses all, he will see what he will do! If he loses urgently, he will definitely borrow money from me, so I asked him to mortgage it with the female cultivator around him! These female cultivators around him have never spoken much, and all of them belong to him. If he can get them, it doesn't matter even if he is not cold. No matter how much he loses today, it is worth it!" Nangong Wei thought with great emotion.

In Nangong Wei's opinion, Ye Feng could not have opened any spirit stones, and even most of the lower-grade spirit stones could not be obtained. Most of the other monks spoke the same way, and their eyes were filled with contempt and pity when they looked at Ye Feng. However, Ye Feng handed the ore to Zhiying as if nothing had happened and started cutting.

Shuai Ying was slightly stunned, then quickly took the ore and cut it with a smile. Even though Ye Feng was a poor man, this poor man was millions of times richer than those of them, and it was even more undespicable. In fact, monks who could participate in gambling stones, no matter how stingy he was, were not ordinary people!

Click!

Following Ye Feng's instructions, after Ying's knife, the ore was cut into small halves, but there was no light or any spiritual power fluctuation. It turned out that there was not even a low-grade spirit stone.

"Ha ha!"

The cultivators laughed gloatingly, without any scruples this time. After all, Ye Feng was not Nangong Wei, and Nangong Wei and the others could not afford to offend him, but Ye Feng could not do anything to them.

As the saying goes, a strong dragon does not suppress local snakes. Moreover, in their opinion, Ye Feng is far from a strong dragon, and they are not as simple as local snakes.

"Brother Ye, don't be disappointed. Luck is also very important in gambling spirits. If you are unwilling to give up, cut it with another knife?" Nangong Wei was extremely happy, as if it was not Ye Feng who lost a thousand top-grade spirit stones, but he had obtained ten heavenly spirit stones. He immediately smiled and said sarcastically.

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I had already written it all, but it was inexplicably lost all of it and I rewritten it again...

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