Repugnant Gateway Chapter 133

An Zhe said that he didn't have much preparation when he went out, so he brought five hundred thousand taels of silver with him.

If these words came out of the mouth of a well-known figure in the capital, it wouldn't be that shocking.

An Zhe was only looking at a fifteen or sixteen year old youth, and the clothes he wore weren't considered expensive or embroidered. His manner of speaking wasn't domineering, but when he placed the hundred thousand silver notes on the table, it immediately caused the group of You countrymen to widen their eyes.

However, apart from Mr. Zhuang Feifei, who also chose one, the rest of the people from the Yan Country were also waiting to see what would happen.

Guo Luo, the Ethereal Opening official, had an ugly expression on his face. He knew that there was a spirit stone in the stone chosen by An Zeng.

The people of You Country had prepared it meticulously this time. As the person who presided over the bet, Guo Luo would naturally remember the appearance and characteristics of the stones.

However, he did not feel very nervous. These stones had been personally modified by a master of the Nether Kingdom, so it was impossible for them to contain gold rank spirit stones. There were only a few red rank ones and above.

If there were real gold spirit stones, the people of You Country wouldn't casually give them to the people of Yan Country for free.

Although they were confident that the Yan Clan would not necessarily be able to see through it, any accident would result in heavy losses.

""Are you sure?""

Guo Luo asked.

Ang nodded. ""Yes.""

At this time, the red-robed clergyman walked over from the side, looking at the stone that An Zeng had chosen and carefully recalling it.

The master of Nether Kingdom had told him in detail which rock contained the spirit stones and which grade, so he was certain that the stone that An Zaiyue had chosen was only a white grade spirit stone.

The red-robed magistrate looked towards An Zaihai, ""I never thought that the Yan Clan's bet would be so grand and magnificent. A young man could casually take out such a huge sum of money to bet.""

Even though we said that we will do as you say, I am still worried for you. If you lose this fight, will you have a way to explain it to your family when you go back?

""I'm afraid that you probably stole this silver from your family. I don't want any trouble.""

Nether Man roared with laughter. ""Child, are you trying to steal your family's money? If you really did, then hurry up and leave. We Nether Realm people don't care.""

""This little brother is rather forthright, but what can we do if we lose and get beaten up by your father?""

""Do you know the secret of the people's longevity?"" he asked the red-robed clergyman.

The red-robed judge subconsciously shook his head: ""I don't know.""

An Xuan said, ""Mind your own business.""

The red-robed judge's expression changed drastically as he snorted and turned to look at Guo Luo, ""Let's bet with him.""

Guo Luo had received instructions from the red-robed clergyman. He knew that he had remembered correctly and was confident of his abilities.

Therefore, he turned around and waved his hand. A servant came up with a money box.

He picked out some notes from the notes, ""This Young Master An holds the notes of Great Xi's Lucky Under Heaven Bank, which can be used in the world.""

We used the same bank notes to show our sincerity.

This was 650,000 silver.

""If what you said is true, then this stone contains a gold grade spirit stone. Not only will the spirit stone belong to you, but the six hundred and fifty thousand silver taels will also belong to you.""

An Zeng walked to the side and sat down. He cupped his hands towards the old gardener and said, ""Thank you.""

The old blacksmith realized that he was wrong. He had thought that cutting rocks for Gao Yuan was the most stressful time in his life, but it turned out that was the case now.

An Zaiyue's first bid was 500,000 taels of silver, and he was willing to bet on a gold grade spirit stone in the stone. To a craftsman, personally partic.i.p.ating in such an event was truly impressive and tangible.

With the addition of the value of the gold grade spirit stone, the stakes in this bet would be astonishing enough.

But the most important thing was not how much they would bet. What would they bet on? This was a contest between Yan Ren and Quiet One.

The Yankees like to gamble, so they think the casino is a battlefield.

In a sense, in the eyes of the Yan, this gamble was no less significant than the final battle between the armies of the Yan and the armies of the You on the battlefield.

It was the first real gamble between the Yankees and the Quiet.

Previously, Gao Yuan had clearly lost the bet, but he was stopped by An Zhe. At least on the surface, he could see that Gao Yuan did not lose.

If An Jun lost, not only would he lose 500,000 silvers, but he would also lose all his face.

All of the Swallow School's people stood up. No matter what their ident.i.ties were, they were all extremely nervous.

Even the important figures of the Yan Kingdom sitting on the stage were staring at him without blinking.

Although the Ministry of Rites was with the empress dowager, it involved the face of the entire Yan Kingdom. Naturally, they gave up on contradicting each other and focused on praying for peace.

The old blacksmith took a deep breath. He felt that the stone cutter blade in his hand was heavier than a mountain.

He walked step by step to the side of the table, the soybean-sized beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

It wasn't just him. The head storekeeper of the Gathering Merchant Guild, Zhang Yif, felt his heart about to leap out of his chest.

This was something he had not encountered in his many years as a head storekeeper. He had seen stone gambling tens of thousands of times, but this was the first time in his life that he had seen such stone gambling.

With his experience and vision, in addition to his high cultivation level, he could feel that there should be spirit stones inside the stone.

Therefore, his palms were already full of sweat.

The Yan people were so nervous that Guo Luo and the rest of the You Country seemed to be more at ease.

The person who modified these stones was the country's most famous master, so no one was more confident than them.

The old blacksmith turned his head to look at An Zeng, then gestured to him in a comfortable manner.

The old blacksmith took a deep breath. He felt that if he didn't cut something out, he might not be able to cut the rock anymore.

He breathed deeply several times before he was able to calm down a little. His trembling hands also calmed down a little.

The stone knife, bright as a splash of autumn water, fell to the ground, gently cut a hole, then slanted its blade inward, moving as if it was peeling a fruit skin.

The skin on the stone was as thin as a cicada's wing. The rock was so fragile and hard that it didn't shatter at all.

This old blacksmith had unwittingly reached the level that he had always sought in his life.

How could craftsmen and cultivators not be the same?

The old blacksmith's hands became steadier and steadier, his eyes firmer and firmer. There was nothing in the world that could affect him.

Even if someone was playing the drums beside him, it wouldn't distract him.

Even if there were beauties like jade beside him and piles of gold, even if there was a steel knife pointed at his throat, he wouldn't be able to feel it, even if he could feel it.

There was nothing in his eyes but the knife and the stone.

Of course, this was also a realm pursued by cultivators, where one would forget oneself and the other.

The layers of the stone skin were cut layer by layer, and the stone skin was constantly cut by the blade.

An Zeng stretched out his hand to summon a waitress from the courtyard to order a cup of tea, then he closed his eyes to smell the tea fragrance and let it out as if he had fallen asleep.

Guo Luo looked at An Xuan and thought to himself, ""Let's see how long you can keep up the act.""

As the saber continued to chop downwards, everyone's hearts tightened.

The Minister of Rites, who was barely able to sit on the chair, also stood up involuntarily at this moment. He walked to the side and stared without blinking his eyes.

On the other hand, the Lord of the County, Tan Song, remained as unmoving as a mountain, not even taking a glance at the stone.

Time pa.s.sed minute by minute, but it was as if it was magnified by an infinite amount of time.

Finally, the old blacksmith's hand stopped moving. He raised his head to look at An Zhe. ""Got it.""

The Swallow cheered!

""Young Master An, well done!""

""Young master An is truly a once-in-century genius.""

Waves of cheers resounded across the sky, as if even the roof was about to be overturned.

Guo Luo gave a snort. ""I'm afraid you're all too happy. There's something there, but that Young Master An is betting on gold.""

""If the spirit stones offered are not gold, your cheers would be more like a humiliation to Young Master An.""

The Nether Realm people also laughed. ""That's right, it's just something. What if it's a jade grade item?""

""What if it's white?""

An Zeng's eyes were still closed. ""Let's continue.""

The old blacksmith nodded, and the speed of his blows began to increase.

This kind of craftsmanship was even more pleasing to the eyes than the chef's slicing of meat on the back and carving of flowers on the ice.

At first, his swordsmanship was as smooth as water, but now, it was like a storm.

In a short moment, the stone outside was completely peeled off.

But the moment the object appeared, his body froze.

A milky white light was emitted from within, soft but not heavy.

""White grade?!""

Even the Board of Rites' Minister of Rites, who did not know much about stone gambling, turned pale. ""It's actually only of the white rank?!""

The Swallow School's people squeezed forward and saw the milky white brilliance and the white jade spirit stone that was the size of an apple inside. They all became dispirited.

""How is this possible? How is this possible?!""

""Sigh … This time, we, the Yan Clan, have lost all face.""

""That's right, if it doesn't work, then it doesn't work. If it doesn't work, then don't push your way up.""

""We, Great Yan, are full of talent. Since when is it the turn of a youngster to uphold face?""

""If I knew it would be like this, you guys would have thought how amazing he is.

""Even if he's a genius, how old is he?""

Zhuang Feifei's expression was also ugly. She looked towards An Zhe, but An Zhe's eyes were still closed, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Gao Yuan sighed at the side, ""Forget it, forget it.""

Guo Luo laughed and walked over to pick up the white glowing spirit stone. ""This is the pinnacle of the white grade. It's at its peak, but it's still quite a distance from the red grade, not to mention the gold grade.""

This little brother's desire to win was understandable and wanted to become famous, but he could not rely on luck. No one could rely on luck to keep succeeding.

""Since the spirit stones have already been cut out, the outcome of the gamble will naturally be obvious.""

He walked over, grabbed the five hundred thousand taels of silver that An Chou had put on the table and said, ""I will accept the notes from the bank with great fortune.""

The Yan people were depressed to the extreme, turning their anger towards An Zhe instead. Quite a few people were cursing and swearing, not knowing what to say.

As for the Nether Realm cultivators, they were all excited, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

This sum of money earned him 500,000 silver, and he had gained a lot.

The red-robed magistrate snorted coldly and turned around to walk to his previous seat.

At this moment, the crowd clearly heard An Zhan's faint but firm voice, ""Continue to cut.""

""Keep slicing?""

Guo Luo was stunned. ""What do you mean?""

""I didn't tell you, old master,"" he said, closing his eyes.

The stone is about as thick as a finger, you can directly drop the knife to that position.

""This is not a spirit stone, it's just a facade of being immersed in energy for too long. This is a rare stone in a rock.""

The craftsman began to tremble once more …. Stone in stone, of course everyone who gambled on stones had heard of such a thing, but no one had ever seen such a thing before!

He walked over to Guo Luo and took the white spirit stone from her. Guo Luo was dissatisfied. ""You've already lost the bet. Destroying this white spirit stone would be the same as destroying the items of our You Country.""

He spoke blandly, ""If I really lose, I'll just double it for you.""

The old blacksmith walked to the side of the table, put down his spirit stones, held his blade, and took a deep breath.

Then the knife slid across and cut through a thick layer of rock. Suddenly, a beam of dazzling golden light shot out from the knife, making the room seem brighter.

When the old blacksmith was unable to control his emotions and cut open the milky white stone layer, a golden spirit stone that was about the size of a duck egg came rolling out.

Almost blinded everyone.

An Zeng opened his eyes and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth. ""It seems that even though the people who did this to these stones are already of the highest quality in the human world, they still neglected this matter.""

He stood up and walked to the platform, pa.s.sing by the stunned people of Yan, the stunned people of You, the stunned Guo Luo and the red-robed clergyman, the stunned Rites Ministry Minister, the dumbfounded Zhang Yifu and the dumbfounded old gardener.

He picked up the gold grade spirit stone and took a look. There was a faint purple line flowing on it, ""It's still at the pinnacle of the metal grade. I've profited this time.""

He put away his banknotes, as well as those of the people from the outside world. Then, under the stunned gazes of the crowd, he walked back and sat down.

As if it had nothing to do with them.

It had nothing to do with them.