Volume Four: Renowned Across the Lands Chapter 143: The Northern Saint, Southern King—Emperor Qin Yang (5)

“Master Sun, I have to say, this piece of Imperial Green jade is not just Imperial Green. Can you believe it?”

Not just Imperial Green? What does that mean? His heart suddenly skipped a beat. Damn it, could it be like the Red Jade, containing something else inside?

His eyes fixed on Qin Yang, trying to read something from his expression, but it was useless—there was no hint of anything on his face.

The Jade King’s heart throbbed fiercely. A Blood Phoenix jade was something rarely seen in a century. If Qin Yang encountered another piece like this, he truly felt that Qin Yang’s luck was otherworldly.

“Could it be…”

“Keep watching,” Qin Yang smiled, cutting off his question.

Hissing sounds filled the air, but despite Qin Yang’s composed expression, both men felt an ominous unease. So what if it was Imperial Green jade? Or Ice-type Blue Eyes? Qin Yang was destined to be a prodigy. Damn it, they really shouldn’t have bet against him—it was just throwing money away and courting trouble.

The Jade King forced a bitter smile. But since he had brought it up, no matter how humiliating it got, he had to bear it himself.

Work on the platform continued. Qin Yang sat leisurely on a folding stool, sipping green tea and smoking a cigarette, exuding an air of casual elegance.

“Hey!” A soft exclamation drew everyone’s attention again to the rough jade piece Qin Yang was selecting. Inside the vibrant green jade, a tail appeared, vividly lifelike, like that of a fish.

Witnessing this, the crowd’s eyes widened in astonishment.

“Damn, again?”

Some newcomers, unaware of the Blood Phoenix jade incident, stood near the front as a stout man began to excitedly recount the story.

The Jade King and Bei Sheng Sun Tianmu frowned upon seeing the jade tail. It looked like a fish tail but felt somewhat off. Since it hadn’t fully revealed itself yet, they couldn’t quite tell what it was.

Both envied Qin Yang’s luck—it was truly unimaginable.

Time passed bit by bit. The Ice-type Blue Eyes jade was fully revealed, crystal clear and translucent like fine jade, captivating everyone. From afar, it resembled a human eye, staring intently at all present.

Next, Bei Sheng Sun Tianmu unveiled a massive Imperial Green piece, worth at least several hundred million. Such a large specimen was rare, and its price was bound to soar.

The jewelers’ faces lit up with excitement. If they could acquire such exquisite jade, their brands would rise to a new level.

Now, only Qin Yang’s raw jade remained on stage.

The tail was halfway revealed but had yet to show its final form.

“Ahem, Master Sun, Master Wang, since you’ve finished, could I borrow the cutting machine? I want to try my luck. I still have plenty of raw jade to cut!”

“Hmph, suit yourself.” The two snorted coldly, showing no warmth. Qin Yang smiled wryly, touching his nose. They were so petty despite their age—he hadn’t even revealed what was inside the jade, was it necessary to be so stingy?

Where had the friendship between people gone?

Where had trust disappeared to?

Couldn’t they just enjoy this game together?

With their permission, he carried the raw jade onto the platform, drew cutting lines, and asked the cutter for help. Such a large piece was too bulky to store, and since he didn’t have a cutting machine, it was more cost-effective and convenient to cut it here.

After stepping down, the crowd fell silent, glancing curiously at Ye Meier and the others, who pointed up to the raw jade.

Originally, only the tail was visible, but now a clawed foot had emerged, sharp and fierce.

Rubbing his nose, Qin Yang said, “So what if a foot appeared? There should be three more feet yet to come out.”

The Jade King’s ears pricked up as Qin Yang approached. Upon hearing this, his eyes widened in disbelief. Damn, was this too terrifying?

Three more feet? What kind of monster could be hidden inside?

Everyone stared at Qin Yang, then at Bei Sheng Sun Tianmu and the Jade King, sympathy filling their eyes. Alas, encountering such a prodigy was a sorrowful fate.

Truly, it was a case of losing both the lady and the soldiers.

The cutter was drenched in sweat, his shirt soaked through. He swore this was the hardest jade-cutting job he’d ever done. Never before had it been so grueling.

Sweat trickled into his mouth, strangely sweet. Perhaps it was because this job would earn him the life-saving money for his ailing spouse.

Qin Yang called Ye Meier and Zhang Mengqi over and asked them to withdraw three hundred thousand from the bank. They didn’t ask questions and left hurriedly.

The clawed, dragon-shaped figure slowly emerged, eyes widening in astonishment.

The sharp dragon claws seemed arranged in a specific pattern, imbued with an aura of supreme Dao, appearing incredibly imposing.

Ordinary people could not sense this aura—it easily entranced cultivators.

Dominant, gentle, and all-encompassing.

Just as the dragon’s head was about to reveal itself, the cutter suddenly collapsed onto the ground, eyes wide with terror. Moments ago, he had sensed a deathly threat, as if continuing the cut would mean certain death.

Qin Yang sighed. He understood that such a spiritual creature would naturally possess an oppressive aura. It might not have intelligence, but the might of a dragon was not something ordinary people could endure.

“I’ll do it,” Qin Yang said with a smile as he stepped forward.

People parted to make way. He carried two rough jade pieces onto the platform. By then, the two raw jades had been unveiled, both of excellent quality, valued at no less than five million.

Together, they were worth tens of millions—a lifetime fortune for ordinary people. For Qin Yang, however, this was merely pocket money.

The Jade King and Bei Sheng Sun Tianmu exchanged glances. So much had been revealed, and each piece had soared in value. Now they even wondered what the white, glass-like jade was, and how much it was worth—but they had no proof.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Yang had been observing their cutting methods and understood their techniques well. Moreover, his soul probe ensured he wouldn’t damage the jade inside.

The “Slay Immortal Technique” activated, suppressing the aura.

As he sliced, four dragon claws appeared in the air, as if a real dragon had materialized.

The giant dragon’s eyes remained closed, as if opening them would cause it to ascend to immortality.

When the jade dragon was fully revealed, no one spoke. Excitement and trembling filled the crowd.

Damn, it was a divine dragon—the sacred dragon of China.

How could such a mystical creature exist, and hidden within Imperial Green jade?

Even jewelers dared not speak, fearing to disturb the giant dragon.

A priceless treasure—undoubtedly priceless.

Tears welled in the Jade King’s eyes. He had been gambling on jade for decades but had never seen jade of such form. If not for Qin Yang, these treasures might have remained buried.

Now they had seen the light of day—and he and Bei Sheng Sun Tianmu had lost.

Sun Tianmu was silent for a moment, then sighed, “Northern Saint, Southern King, Emperor Qin Yang.”

This was the title symbolizing Qin Yang’s supreme status in the jade gambling world, ranking above both him and the Jade King, honored as the Emperor.

With the Imperial Dragon jade revealed, the jade gambling contest reached its peak and conclusion. The jade revealed by the Jade King and Bei Sheng Sun Tianmu naturally belonged to Qin Yang. Ye Meier’s money was used to pay the cutter two hundred thousand, and the remaining one hundred thousand was split between the two others.

Besides the Blue Elf, Spirit Stone, Blood Phoenix, Imperial Green, and Imperial Dragon jade, Qin Yang sold all the rest, fetching a high price. This time, he not only avoided losses but made a huge profit.

Holding these five types of jade, some estimated their worth to be at least two billion yuan.

Perhaps even more…