Volume Four: Renowned Everywhere Chapter 0141: Di Qinyang, the Northern Sage and Southern King (3)

"Do you still want to cut?"

Damn it! Hearing this, Qin Yang instantly felt an urge to curse. Big brother, do you have any idea what is inside my stone? This is a blood phoenix, and a naturally formed one at that. Do you even know its value?

At least... well, actually, I don't really know for sure either, but anyway, it's worth a fortune.

Stop messing around, will you? Just cut it properly, and I'll give you a tip later—definitely no less than what those two get. Deal?

"Cut it, just go ahead and cut boldly! I only spent a thousand bucks on this raw jade stone. Speed up the process and let's see if we can get any jade or something out of it."

Hearing this, the cutter felt a surge of silent contempt in his heart. This was the classic gambler's mentality—refusing to give up until the very last moment.

Anyway, it was just a thousand-yuan raw stone, so the cutter accelerated and began to slice into it.

Suddenly, a cry of astonishment rose from the crowd below.

Jade has been cut out!

Crap, it's actually red jade! Everyone's face was filled with disappointment. Red jade simply couldn't compare to ice-type jade; this round was destined to be a loss.

Upon hearing that jade had appeared, the cutter's face lit up with joy. He never expected that jade could still be produced under such circumstances, which left him quite amazed. Then, looking at the red jade, his brow furrowed. Others were standing far away and couldn't see clearly at all, but he vaguely seemed to spot something inside the red jade.

At this thought, his spirits received a sharp jolt.

"Polish the edge!" At this moment, Qin Yang's voice sounded once again.

The cutter stared at Qin Yang, his heart churning violently and his eyes filled with awe. It was as if everything was within this man's calculations, and he could be certain that the other party definitely knew there was jade inside, and perhaps even knew that something was hidden within the red jade.

At this realization, a cold sweat broke out across his back. Good grief, could there really be such a terrifying person in this world?

The Jade King and Sun Tianmu naturally noticed the situation here and walked over one after another, their brows furrowing as they looked at the red jade before them.

As the edge-polishing continued, the people who had been shouting earlier gradually fell silent, their eyes growing wider and wider with utter shock.

Holy crap, no way! Is there actually something else inside the red jade?

The cutter's face was full of excitement, yet the hand holding the cutting blade remained rock steady.

Are you kidding me? If even a slight mistake happened at this moment, the compensation alone would bankrupt him.

Good lord, could there actually be an animal hidden inside this red jade?

Everyone began to banter and laugh, obviously not holding out much hope for what was inside.

Is that a wing?

Lifelike blood-red wings appeared dazzlingly bright, every single bone spur and every single meridian making it seem as though a living creature was trapped inside.

The veil of the red jade had not yet been completely lifted, but everyone's face was brimming with excitement.

As the edge-polishing continued, more of the red jade was exposed.

Every single person wore an expression of profound shock and deep awe. When the Jade King and the Northern Saint Sun Tianmu saw this scene, their faces were plastered with bitter smiles. The cheapest raw stones the two of them had bought cost hundreds of thousands, while the one this guy bought cost a mere thousand, completely crushing them. If he had bought something expensive, wouldn't it scare people to death?

When the red jade was fully revealed before everyone's eyes, everyone was captivated by the breathtaking beauty of the blood phoenix.

Red jade containing blood jadeite was an absolute rarity seen once in a century, and if one factored in the blood phoenix, it was truly a once-in-ten-thousand-years miracle.

Qin Yang—this name was destined to rise rapidly in the jade-gambling world.

He might even leap to become a figure comparable to the Northern Saint and the Southern King.

"Master Qin, I'll offer eighty million for this red jade. Are you willing to sell it?"

"How could eighty million buy such an peerless treasure? I bid one hundred million!"

"One hundred and twenty million!"

The bids below continued to climb, but unfortunately, Qin Yang had no intention of selling it at all. After all, he was currently not short on money in the least.

"I'm sorry, I am not selling."

Hearing Qin Yang's words, disappointment washed over the crowd. Failing to buy such a magnificent item was a regrettable loss, and some unwilling souls asked once more, "Master Qin, is it a matter of price? If it's about the price, we can still negotiate."

"Heh, I'm not short on money; I just want to keep it for my own collection." Qin Yang spoke again, plunging everyone into instant despair. It seemed there was no hope of purchasing it this time.

Upon seeing the dozen or so raw stones Qin Yang had chosen, everyone began to calculate in their hearts: could all of these raw stones possibly contain jade as well?

If that were the case, Qin Yang would make an absolute killing this time. Forget three hundred million; five hundred million might not even stop his earnings.

First round: Qin Yang wins.

Second round: Qin Yang produced the raw stone containing the spirit stone. Who would have known that this bunch of fellows didn't recognize such an item at all and simply regarded it as ordinary stuff, leaving him alternately laughing and crying. He even announced on the spot that anyone who could produce the exact same kind of jade would receive one million per piece.

This news instantly drove the gamblers wild. In fact, quite a few of them actually possessed this kind of jade, but because they couldn't sell it, it had just been thrown away in their warehouses.

Now, hearing that someone wanted this specific jade, they ran about spreading the word, planning to rush home and fetch it to sell to Qin Yang.

Since the Jade King and the Northern Saint were not martial artists, naturally they had no inkling of the item's true preciousness.

Qin Yang's actions, however, left the Jade King's heart full of doubt. Was this trinket really worth that much?

"Ahem, Qin Yang, is this thing very important to you?" the Jade King asked with a dry cough.

"Yes, why, Elder Wang?"

"Well, it's like this. I have a dozen pieces of it in my warehouse, which I originally thought were unformed jadeite. Since you need it, I might as well sell it to you."

Qin Yang's face didn't show much change, but his heart was filled with joy. He never imagined his trip to Ruili would yield such unexpected harvests.

The three of them continued selecting raw stones. The Jade King won the second round, leaving the third round as the crucial battle. Would the Jade King defend his title, would the Northern Saint make a sudden upset, or would Qin Yang swoop in and snatch the victory?

Everything was shrouded in suspense, gripping the hearts of everyone present.

After all, whoever won would claim ownership of the jade cut from the stones.

Both the Jade King and the Northern Saint were over fifty years old, yet they showed no tension at all, smiling warmly as they watched the crowd. Qin Yang was even more carefree; he was completely certain of his victory because he could see the contents inside their raw stones.

The three men finished choosing their jadeites. The cutter stared at Qin Yang, his eyes flickering constantly. Qin Yang smiled without a word and patted the man's shoulder: "Polish it well. Once you finish cutting this stone, I'll give you one hundred thousand as a hardship bonus."

Upon hearing this, the cutter's eyes widened in disbelief. Suddenly, his eyes turned red. His elderly wife was currently hospitalized and ill, and he desperately needed one hundred thousand yuan. That was why he had been taking on so much extra work every day recently. His lips parted slightly, wanting to refuse—after all, this was far too much money—yet the words wouldn't come out because he truly needed the money so badly.

Qin Yang patted his shoulder again: "It's fine, just take it when the time comes. I know you need it."

Tears streamed down the cutter's face. No one knew what Qin Yang had said to him; they only knew that after chatting with Qin Yang for a short while, the man had broken down completely and wept.

The cutter didn't understand how Qin Yang knew he needed this money, but right now, his heart was overflowing with gratitude.