Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"As expected of the collection of Yuchuan Pavilion, the appearance of these fairy sources is simply the best of the best!"

"It looks very expensive at first glance. I guess I can't afford it."

Everyone is like a gambler seeing a bargaining chip, or a gangster seeing a yellow-flowered maiden.

There was a look of greed in their eyes. The attraction of these immortal sources to them may, at some point, be even greater than that of martial arts and spells!

"Second Prince, Ninth Prince, according to your agreement, I will be the intermediary this time."

Tong Baizhou smiled and said: "The rule is that each of the two parties picks a fairy source until there are ten in total, and then they start betting on the stones. As for who chooses first, please decide for yourself."

"Second brother, why don't you let me pick first?"

Qian Jiuye smiled.

Qianfeng shook his head gently: "There is no such rule. Whoever chooses first can just draw lots."

The two of them refused to give in, and upon seeing this, Tong Baizhou immediately had people prepare tools for drawing lots.

During this period, Master Wu had begun to carefully appreciate the source of immortality.

The surrounding monks also looked at the fairy source and let out a sigh from time to time.

"Fortunately I caught up!"

A group of Fang's children suddenly rushed into Yuchuan Pavilion. There were big, second, third and fourth bedrooms inside.

When Fang Hao saw that the stone gambling hadn't started yet, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's Master Wu next to the second prince. He's already tasting the source of immortality. Why is there no movement from Fang Chen?"

"He can't see with his eyes. Is it possible that he really has to listen to the sound to identify rocks?"

"Fang Chen, do you want to come forward and take a look?"

Fang Jue whispered.

Fang Chen remained motionless and showed no reaction.

Fang Jue's face suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment.

Master Wu, who was appreciating the fairy source, turned around and glanced at Fang Chen, the mockery on his face getting stronger.

How can a guy who relies on luck to play Xianyuan know how to appreciate the quality of Xianyuan?

At the same time, Fang Chen's soul stood in front of hundreds of fairy sources.

He only has ten chances, or rather nine, and he can never exhaust his soul.

Compared with Master Wu in front of him, Fang Chen's advantage is not big, and his research on the source of immortality is really good.

Although Fang Chen has the advantage of the soul and can understand the internal situation of Xianyuan, he only has nine opportunities.

"Just take a fancy to two or three. If you don't expect it, you'll be in trouble for Jiuye."

Fang Chen smiled.

He had never promised to win this bet for the other party. He came here today to find a chance to get acquainted with Tong Baizhou.

By the way, let's take a look at Yuchuan Pavilion. Except for Tong Baizhou, the rest of the people are Blood Spirit Cult monks.

Since Tong Baizhou belongs to the young master, he naturally has a big master. This one has never shown up, and it is likely that he is Jin Dan.

Jue Wudi glanced at Fang Chen, suddenly moved his lips slightly, and sent a message to Qian Feng:

"Second Prince, this Fang Chen made tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones some time ago, why not take this opportunity and make a bet with him?"

Qian Feng's eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled at Qian Jiuye and said, "Jiu brother, today's bet between you and me is too monotonous."

"Second brother, what else do you want?"

Qian Jiuye said lightly.

"I want to add some luck, how about a bet with Master Fang?"

Qianfeng smiled.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they subconsciously looked at Fang Chen.

Qian Jiuye's eyes moved. If Fang Chen also participated in this bet, it would indeed be good for him.

but……

This was originally a matter between him and Qian Feng, and there was no reason to drag outsiders into the situation.

Thinking of this, Qian Jiuye shook his head and refused: "Master Fang was just invited by me to help me with my eyes and will not participate in this stone gambling."

Fang Jue breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"Ninth brother, Master Fang didn't even say anything, so you refused on his behalf. How do you know if Master Fang wants to make this bet with me?"

Qian Feng looked at Fang Chen with a half-smile.

Fang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, "How to bet?"

"It's very simple, just increase the stakes. What do you think, Master Fang?"

Qianfeng smiled.

Fang Lingxing frowned slightly, and when she was about to speak, Jue Wudi stopped her with her eyes.

"Brother Jue, Fang Chen is destined not to get the 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones. If he bets with the second prince, he won't be able to deliver the spiritual stones if he loses."

Fang Lingxing said in a voice message.

Jue Wudi: "If this is the case, how can the second prince let him go?"

Fang Lingxing's expression suddenly became strange. If Fang Chen failed to deliver the bet, he would be chased and beaten by the second prince, and it would be difficult to gain a foothold in the imperial capital.

"It's not bad to borrow a knife to kill someone."

Fang Lingxing was thoughtful.

"I wonder how much the second prince plans to bet."

Fang Chen smiled.

Fang Jue quickly sent a message: "Fang Chen, I'm not sure, so don't agree."

Qian Jiuye didn't say a word. Since Fang Chen had the intention, he was happy to do so.

"Don't bet too much, just 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones."

Qianfeng smiled lightly.

Qian Jiuye took a breath of cold air, "Second brother, you bet so big, can you get 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones?"

Everyone looked at each other, and their expressions gradually became excited.

They knew that Fang Chen could definitely get 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

Tong Baizhou's eyes moved slightly, he looked at Qian Feng and then at Jue Wudi, with a faint smile on his face.

"Ninth brother, you underestimate me, second brother."

Qian Feng gave a strange laugh and slowly took out a jade tripod: "This is the Demon Suppressing Cauldron, given by my father ten years ago.

With a full seventy soul seals, even the golden elixir monks may not be able to possess such a magic weapon, which is worth five thousand low-grade spiritual stones. "

After saying this, Qianfeng took out three thousand low-grade spiritual stones from the storage ring.

"hiss--"

The monks from all walks of life took a deep breath, and their eyes gradually turned red.

A yellow-grade high-grade magic weapon and three thousand low-grade spiritual stones!

For them, anything may be something they can only meet in this life.

Now it was easily taken out by Qian Feng, which shows how terrifying the background of the Daqian royal family is.

"This is only eight thousand."

Qian Jiuye sneered.

"I also have a magic weapon here. I don't have many soul seals, only forty."

Master Wu suddenly said: "But after all, it is a high-grade Huang-level magic weapon, and there are always low-grade spiritual stones worth two thousand. In total, it is ten thousand."

It depends on whether Master Fang dares to gamble. "

"Big bet!"

"How many years has it been since Xianyuanfang had such a large amount of stone gambling?"

Discussions continued.

"Then let's bet."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"Why did he agree..."

Fang Yun's expression changed suddenly, and she subconsciously looked at Fang Jue.

Fang Jue's face was solemn, he sighed softly and said nothing.

In the crowd, the Fang family's children looked at each other with a bit of fear in their hearts.

This is a bet of 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones. No matter who loses or wins, one party will have to leave crying today...

Seeing Fang Chen agree, Qian Feng laughed and said to Master Wu:

"Master Wu, my prince's fortune and life are in your hands. Don't let me down."

"Second Prince, don't worry."

The corners of Master Wu's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes were full of confidence.