Immortal of the Nine Realms

Chapter 348: Enormous Wager

"These Immortal Origin Stones from the Jade River Pavilion are truly exquisite, the epitome of top-tier treasures!"

"Just by looking at them, you can tell they're extremely valuable. I don't think we can afford to play with them."

The crowd reacted as if they were gamblers presented with chips or ruffians encountering a rare beauty. Their eyes were filled with greed, and the allure of these Immortal Origin Stones for them sometimes surpassed even martial arts and techniques!

"Second Prince, Ninth Prince, according to your agreement, I will act as the intermediary." Tong Baizhou smiled and said, "The rule is that each side selects an Immortal Origin Stone until they gather ten of them. When that happens, the bet will begin. You guys can decide who starts first.”

Qian Jiuye smiled. "How about letting me pick first, Second Brother?"

Qian Feng shook his head lightly. "There's no such rule. We'll draw lots to decide who goes first."

Neither of them was willing to back down, so Tong Baizhou immediately prepared the equipment for drawing lots.

Meanwhile, Master Wu had already begun carefully appraising the Immortal Origin Stones.

The gazes of the surrounding cultivators also lingered on the Immortal Origin Stones, occasionally letting out sighs of amazement.

"Thank goodness we made it in time!"

A group of descendants from the Fang family suddenly rushed into the Jade River Pavilion, including those from the main branch, second branch, third branch, and fourth branch.

Fang Hao was immediately relieved when he saw that the match hadn't yet started.

"That's Master Wu by the Second Prince's side. He's already appraising the Immortal Origin Stones. Why hasn't Fang Chen made a move yet?"

"He’s blind! Is he really going to rely on listening to pick the stones?"

"Fang Chen, do you want to go forward and take a look?" whispered Fang Jue.

Fang Chen remained motionless. He didn't react to Fang Jue's words at all.

Fang Jue's face immediately revealed a hint of embarrassment.

Master Wu, who was appraising the Immortal Origin Stones, turned to glance at Fang Chen, and the mockery on his face became even more pronounced.

A guy who relies on luck to play with Immortal Origin Stones, what does he know about appraising their quality?

Currently, Fang Chen's divine soul was standing before the hundred Immortal Origin Stones.

He only had ten chances to take his picks—or rather, he only had nine, as he couldn't deplete the power of his divine soul completely.

Master Wu's expertise in appraising Immortal Origin Stones was indeed remarkable, so compared to him, Fang Chen didn't really know much about Immortal Origin Stones.

Compared to Master Wu in front of him, Fang Chen didn't have a significant advantage.

Fang Chen chuckled and thought, I’ll just pick two or three good ones. If we still lose, we can only consider Qian Jiuye to be an unlucky fellow.

He never promised Qian Jiuye that he'd win him this bet. He only came here to seize an opportunity to get acquainted with Tong Baizhou.

He also wanted to see if there were any Spirit Blood Sect cultivators beside Tong Baizhou in the Jade River Pavilion.

Since Tong Baizhou was the young master, there had to be a patriarch behind him. That person would most likely be in the Golden Core Realm.

Jue Wudi glanced at Fang Chen before sending a sneaky transmission to Qian Feng, “Second Prince, Fang Chen earned over ten thousand low-grade spirit stones recently. Why not take this opportunity and make a bet with him as well?"

Qian Feng's eyes lit up, immediately turning to Qian Jiuye with a smile. "Ninth Brother, since the bet is just between us two, it feels a bit monotonous."

"Second Brother, what else do you have in mind?" asked Qian Jiuye casually.

Qian Feng grinned. "I want to add some excitement; how about making a bet with Master Fang?"

The crowd was surprised, and they subconsciously looked toward Fang Chen.

Qian Jiuye's eyes flickered. If Fang Chen was dragged into the bet, he would benefit greatly. However...

The bet was originally between Qian Feng and himself, and he didn't see any reason they should involve anyone else.

Thinking of this, Qian Jiuye directly shook his head and refused, "Master Fang is just here because I invited him to help me with the appraisal. He isn't here to bet."

Fang Jue heaved a sigh of relief after hearing what Qian Jiuye said.

Qian Feng glanced at Fang Chen with a half-smile. "Ninth Brother, Master Fang hasn't said anything yet. How do you know he doesn't want to bet with me?"

Fang Chen suddenly opened his eyes. "What's the bet?"

"It's simple, just add some stakes." Qian Feng smiled. "What do you think, Master Fang?"

Fang Lingxing frowned slightly. She was about to speak but was stopped by Jue Wudi's gaze.

"Brother Jue, Fang Chen is destined not to get his hands on those spirit stones the ancestor promised him. If he bets against the second prince and loses, he won't be able to fork out the spirit stones to settle the bet," Fang Lingxing transmitted to Jue Wudi.

Jue Wudi replied, "In that case, wouldn't the Second Prince go after him?"

Fang Lingxing's expression suddenly became strange. If Fang Chen couldn't fork out the spirit stones to settle the bet, he might face severe consequences from the second prince, making it difficult for him to survive in the capital.

Getting rid of him by using the second prince.... Not a bad idea, thought Fang Lingxing.

Fang Chen smiled. "I wonder how much you plan to bet, Second Prince."

Fang Jue hurriedly transmitted, "Fang Chen, don't agree if you're not confident."

Qian Jiuye didn't say anything. Since Fang Chen was interested, he was also happy to proceed.

Qian Feng smiled and said, "It doesn't have to be a big bet, just ten thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Qian Jiuye couldn't help but gasp in surprise. "Second Brother, that’s a huge bet. can you even bring out ten thousand low-grade spirit stones?"

The crowd looked at each other, their expressions gradually becoming excited.

They knew that Fang Chen would definitely be able to fork out ten thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Tong Baizhou's eyes flickered as a smile appeared on his face. He looked at Qian Feng, then at Jue Wudi.

"Ninth Brother, you're underestimating me too much." Qian Feng chuckled, slowly taking out a jade cauldron. "This is the Demon-Sealing Cauldron, bestowed to me by Father Emperor ten years ago. It has a total of seventy soul seals, something even a Golden Core Realm cultivator may not possess. It's valued at five thousand low-grade spirit stones."

After that, Qian Feng also took out three thousand low-grade spirit stones from his storage ring.

The various cultivators around took a sharp breath, their eyes turning red.

A high-grade, yellow-rank spiritual treasure along with three thousand low-grade spirit stones!

Any one of these items would be a rare find in their lifetime.

And yet Qian Feng had taken them out effortlessly, showing how terrifying the depth of the Grand Qian Imperial Family was.

Qian Jiuye sneered and said, "Those are worth eight thousand spirit stones."

Master Wu suddenly spoke. "I have a spiritual treasure, with only forty soul seals. But it's still a high-grade, yellow-rank spiritual treasure worth two thousand low-grade spirit stones. Combined, they are worth ten thousand. Master Fang, are you willing to take the bet?”

"What a huge bet!"

"How many years has it been since the Immortal Origin District saw such huge stakes?"

The discussions continued incessantly.

"Alright, let's bet," said Fang Chen with a faint smile.

"Why did he agree..." Fang Yun's expression changed suddenly, and he subconsciously looked at Fang Jue.

Fang Jue's face was serious. He only sighed softly without saying anything.

Among the crowd, the members of the Fang Family looked at each other anxiously.

This was a bet of ten thousand low-grade spirit stones. Regardless of who won or lost, someone would leave today feeling regretful....

Seeing Fang Chen agree, Qian Feng laughed heartily and turned to Master Wu. "Master Wu, this prince's fate and fortune are now in your hands. Don't let me down."

Master Wu's lips curled slightly upwards as a look of confidence flashed in his eyes.

"You can rest assured, Second Prince."