After being praised by him, Fenghao's face was once again in high spirits. The previous gloominess was completely swept away.
"Mister, do you want to buy some raw materials?"
Seeing that he was in a good mood, the old man asked.
"Of course, why not?I'm lucky today. I want to open more, I want to get a piece of spiritual iron! "
Fenghao was bold and arrogant. His arrogant words made the bystanders dumbfounded.
"Idiot!"
"Tsk tsk, a kid will always be a kid."
"Heh!I'd like to see how this kid is going to open a spiritual iron! "
Some people cut open a few pieces of uncut stones, and then they came over dejectedly. Hearing Fenghao's bold words, everyone's eyes were filled with ridicule.
Too immature, too easily swayed by his emotions.
This was the evaluation of Fenghao by others.
And this was the image that he displayed. This was also the image that he wanted!
What a joke, a hundred percent chance of success. Would any gambling den dare to accept someone like him?Would they dare to keep someone like him?
Feng Hao was not stupid. He knew how to adapt to the situation. Among the ten raw materials in the ring, three contained Martial Crystals. At the same time, he could not help but sigh. He had only found five Martial Crystals after walking through two-thirds of the first floor. Isn't this a scam?
Feng Hao silently observed a moment of silence for the crowd of gamblers. The arrogance on his face intensified.
"Spiritual iron?"
Even the old man could not help but twitch his mouth. There were not many spiritual irons in the gambling den. Over the past few decades, there were only a few, and the grade of the spiritual irons was not high.
"Mm, I want to open a spiritual iron!"
As he spoke, Feng Hao took out another raw material from the ring. It turned out to be another pile of powder.
"Hehe, mister, the raw materials on the first floor are of a lower grade. The chance of getting a spiritual iron is not high. Although the raw materials on the second floor are more expensive, many people have gotten a spiritual iron in the past. You can go upstairs and have a try!"
The old man instigated with an amiable smile on his face.
"Oh, the second floor?"
After a slight hesitation, Feng Hao headed towards the second floor. "This young master must open a spirit metal today."
Behind him, a group of gamblers crowded around him, causing the originally quiet second floor to become noisy in an instant. After understanding the situation, some of the people on the second floor also gathered around with interest.
A moment later, a middle-aged man walked over.
"I want to choose a stone!"
Fenghao clenched his teeth and handed over the piece of Martial Crystal.
"Hehe, please go ahead, Young Master."
Seeing Wu Jing, the smile on the middle-aged man's face became even wider, and his tone was very kind.
Seeing Fenghao's heroic spirit, the surrounding people became even more interested. One after another, they urged Fenghao to buy which raw materials to buy. Each of them talked about extravagant things, as if the raw material they pointed to would definitely have spirit iron.
As Feng Hao's gaze swept across the raw materials, his eyes trembled, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Those were not raw materials, they were simply martial crystals. Every single one of them was priced at more than 500,000 gold coins, and there were even some raw materials with spiritual energy that were priced at more than 1,000,000 gold coins.
To these gamblers, these top-grade raw materials were nothing more than speculations. Although they were all guessing, they did not dare to bet on them. After all, if they did not have a spiritual iron, they would suffer a great loss.
Now that they saw a generous person, they tried their best to instigate him. They also wanted to see what exactly was inside those top-grade uncut stones.
"Tsk tsk!It's a pity that I can't afford it. "
Feng Hao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but smack his mouth, which was instantly met with a wave of hissing. He sneered in his heart, and put on an embarrassed smile on his face, and walked toward the shelves at the side.
Sure enough, the uncut stones on the second floor couldn't be compared to those on the first floor. Large and small pieces of uncut stones were piled up on the shelves, and each piece was surrounded by an invisible spiritual mist. However, the price of the uncut stones on the second floor couldn't be compared to those on the first floor either. Each of the uncut stones was priced at around 50,000 gold coins, which made Fenghao suck in a breath of cold air.
However, when he remembered that this was the place that produced Martial Crystals and spiritual iron, he calmed down.
As expected, high risk comes with high reward. As his fingers stroked the raw materials, the ball in his arms did not react at all, and Feng Hao's expression became a little strange.
Apart from their appearance, the probability of the raw materials shining was not much different from those on the first floor.
It was no wonder that there were so few people on the second floor. These gamblers had been gambling for a long time, so they naturally understood the reason.
The raw materials were selected one by one, recorded, and then put into the ring. When he had only selected eight raw materials, the middle-aged man reminded Feng Hao that he only had around 1,000 gold coins left.
"Phew …"
Feng Hao let out a sigh of relief. There were four more Martial Crystals in the ring, and he was a little happy. Together with the three he had selected on the first floor, he had gained a total of seven.
Almost there!
Of course, he did not dare to go overboard, or else he would not have a good ending.
Of course, he would not be so stupid to open the raw materials that contained Martial Crystals here.
Immediately, he took out those raw materials with empty shells, and instantly, there was a wave of hissing and sarcasm.
Luck?So what if he was lucky?
However, the God of Luck was on Feng Hao's side. After opening four raw materials, a ray of light appeared in front of the crowd again. Instantly, the whole place was so silent that one could hear a pin drop!
"Damn!What kind of luck is this?! "
A sloppy-looking man suddenly cursed.
"Three Martial Crystals in a day …"
Everyone was speechless. Was this the so-called fortune of fools?
"Sigh …"
After taking the Martial Crystals, Feng Hao sighed on purpose. "It seems that there is no hope of getting any Spiritual Iron."
As he said this, he glanced at those raw materials unwillingly, and finally gave up persisting.
With such a behavior, the crowd naturally did not suspect anything. After all, in their eyes, Feng Hao did not earn anything. At most, he made a profit. Moreover, if he continued, only a fool would do that.
As for those raw materials that had not been opened …
Could it possibly contain Martial Crystals?Therefore, no one would care about those.
With seven pieces of Martial Crystals in his ring, Fenghao happily walked out of the loft and directly returned to the inn. The first thing he did was to open up all of the ores.
Although he did not get any Spiritual Iron, Feng Hao was still very satisfied with the seven Martial Crystals.
In the following days, Feng Hao wandered around the small and medium-sized stone gambling houses in Ju An City. Every time, his luck was similar to this time. He maintained the attitude of not earning or losing anything. In fact, secretly, there were more than fifty Martial Crystals in his ring!
"Hehe!If this goes on … "
After transferring several streams of Ice and Fire energy to Little Ball, the little thing shrank into his arms with satisfaction. Then, Feng Hao began to feel excited.
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