Chapter 2223 - 1929: Imperial Jade! (Part 2)

Chapter 2223: Chapter 1929: Imperial Jade! (Part 2)

The crowd snapped back to reality, urging Song Yun to cut the stone, their tone filled with mockery.

Wang Qiang turned green with envy, unable to believe that Da Long had unveiled a jade worth tens of millions. When he saw Song Yun’s rough stone, his heart shattered.

"Wait."

At that moment, Da Long stopped them.

The crowd looked at him with confusion, and he smiled, saying, "Since I’ve cut mine, let’s appraise its value first. We can look at his later."

Da Long glanced at Wang Qiang and laughed, "Wang Qiang, you appraise it. I trust that you wouldn’t spout nonsense, right?"

This act was clearly meant to humiliate Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang’s face was pale blue. He was silent for a moment before speaking in a deep voice, "This jade stone is valued at around sixty million, so sixty million it is. How about it?"

"Good, sixty million," Da Long nodded, smiling slyly, "Wang Qiang, prepare sixty million, and if you lose, you’ll need to pay the equivalent in Huaxia Coin."

With that, Da Long turned to Song Yun and grinned, "Your turn."

Upon hearing this, someone by the cutting machine went to hold Song Yun’s rough stone, ready to place it on the cutter.

Song Yun shouted, "No need, I’ll do it myself."

Do it himself?

The crowd was puzzled. Wang Qiang’s lackey had only learned stone gambling for three days. Could he really cut it himself?

Amidst the curious stares, Song Yun took out the black light broken sword he carried around.

Seeing Song Yun pull out a dark broken sword, everyone was speechless. Was he planning to use this sword to cut open the rough stone?

Rough stones, while not particularly hard, weren’t easy to cut open either.

Does this kid have a screw loose?

While everyone was secretly mocking Song Yun, he stepped forward and struck the rough stone with his sword.

He didn’t gather True Qi, naturally, no Sword Qi was released.

However, cutting a stone with the black light broken sword was as simple as slicing through air.

Crack.

The stone split into two halves, and before people could react, Song Yun had already retracted the black light broken sword.

All eyes were on the middle of the split stone. It’s just dark stone, nothing inside.

"Hahaha, you lost!"

Da Long was the first to react, pointing at Song Yun and laughing triumphantly.

"Directly splitting the rough stone, there’s no such way to cut a stone. It’s absolute nonsense."

"What a pity, Mr. Wang’s lackey is simply a lunatic."

"Even lost the reputation of Feng Chaohuang, and sixty million on top of it. Mr. Wang has suffered a big loss this time."

The others saw nothing was uncovered and secretly shook their heads, looking at Song Yun with disdain.

They not only scorned his ability to appraise rough stones but also his approach of putting Wang Qiang in the hole.

Wang Qiang’s eyes were full of despair, his aura completely defeated. He regretted bringing Song Yun to see rough stones.

"Old Wang, transfer or swipe the card?"

Da Long walked over to Wang Qiang, holding a POS machine handed over by his subordinate, and smugly asked him.

Wang Qiang sighed inwardly, "Transfer..."

"Wait."

Before the word "transfer" was finished, Song Yun interrupted Wang Qiang.

"What, kid, you want to default?"

Da Long glared coldly at Song Yun, looking vicious, beckoning to the two bodyguards behind him, signaling not to mess around or else they would beat Song Yun.

Song Yun smiled calmly, "Default? Haha, I’m a person who keeps my word."

Zhou Dalong said coldly: "Since you’re talking about honor, then pay up and loudly declare that Feng Chaohuang is inferior to Mingyu Pavilion."

Song Yun chuckled: "I haven’t lost, why are you in such a rush."

"This original stone, you didn’t get anything out of it, isn’t that losing?" Zhou Dalong’s face darkened as he shouted, "Kid, are you playing me?"

Wang Qiang saw Zhou Dalong yelling and worried that Song Yun might get angry, leading to some serious consequences, he hurriedly persuaded: "Mr. Song, a loss is a loss, please calm down."

In his panic, he forgot that Song Yun was his subordinate at the moment, and the title "Mr. Song" caused confusion among the crowd.

"Mr. Song? Isn’t this person Wang Dashao’s younger follower? Why is Wang Dashao calling his own follower Mr. Song?"

"Something’s off, looks like this kid was just talking nonsense earlier."

"He’s definitely not Wang Dashao’s follower, otherwise, how could he act so boldly and directly split the original stone?"

The crowd suddenly realized that Song Yun was lying just now.

"Kid, you actually dare to mess with me!" Zhou Dalong showed a hint of irritation on his face and turned to Wang Qiang, asking in a deep voice: "Does this kid’s words hold, can he represent Feng Chaohuang?"

"He can, of course he can." Song Yun took over, saying: "Although I’m not Wang Dashao’s follower, I’m a guest original stone appraiser for Feng Chaohuang, I can represent Feng Chaohuang."

"No way, your words don’t count." Zhou Dalong snorted coldly, addressing Wang Qiang: "Wang Qiang, tell me, does the bet just now still stand?"

Wang Qiang glanced at the original stone split in two by Song Yun, thinking Song Yun was surely losing, and acknowledging the bet would mean admitting Feng Chaohuang is inferior to Mingyu Pavilion.

Although he really didn’t want to admit defeat, he dared not offend Song Yun more.

After some contemplation, he ultimately decided to stand by Song Yun.

Even if Feng Chaohuang was no longer, aligning with Song Yun would surely bring greater benefits than anything else.

Settling his mind, Wang Qiang relaxed and said seriously: "Of course the bet stands."

Zhou Dalong smirked coldly and nodded: "Good, with your words, I’m relieved. Then hurry up and say Feng Chaohuang is inferior to Mingyu Pavilion."

Song Yun scoffed and glanced at Zhou Dalong, saying: "Are you out of your mind? My original stone isn’t fully cut yet, why do you assume you’ve won?"

The crowd glanced at Song Yun’s original stone, which was already split in two with nothing inside; isn’t that losing?

Enraged, Zhou Dalong laughed derisively, taunting: "Fine, you’re good, then keep cutting, even if you crush that piece to dust, it won’t show green."

"Just you wait then."

Song Yun smiled serenely, disregarding the disdainful glances around, focusing on the left half of the split original stone, raising his sword.

The blade swiftly grazed over the stone, making a swishing sound, so fast that no one saw clearly.

However, when Song Yun retracted the sword, the stone seemed unchanged.

The crowd was dumbfounded; the sword was clearly sharp earlier, why was it ineffective now?

At this moment, Song Yun lifted his foot, nudging the stone, causing a piece to fall off—it was the part he had sliced off just before.

Only then did the crowd understand, the sword was too swift and sharp, leaving the cut stone surface in place though sliced.

Someone glanced at the broken sword in Song Yun’s hand, muttering: "Who is this young man, the sword is valuable, even broken, it’s definitely a divine weapon."

"It’s green!"

From the crowd, a sudden exclamation came.

No one marveled at Song Yun’s broken sword anymore, everyone stared at the stone, seeing an emerald green hue revealed from the slashed segment.

"Glass type, and it’s top-grade Imperial Green, the water clarity... level: top-grade!"

"Is this... possible, the original stone actually yielded top-grade Imperial Green."

"Oh my, this turned into quite a spectacle."

"Amazing, the insight is unparalleled, to reveal glass type Imperial Green from this stone."

The crowd marvelled endlessly, only then did Song Yun understand that the most spiritually potent jade was called glass type Imperial Green, and it was top-grade.

Observing the finger-sized surface spreading from the stone, indeed as clear as glass, with a rich and pure green, no wonder it’s called glass type Imperial Green.

Upon hearing the crowd’s amazed shouts, Zhou Dalong’s face turned gloomy.

Pointing at the green exposed from the original stone, he said to Song Yun: "Kid, don’t hurry to rejoice, even if it’s glass type Imperial Green, that finger-sized bit isn’t worth more than mine, you’re still losing."