Although the Tang Man-ching's state of mind was extraordinary and different from ordinary people, she was not free from vulgarity. After all, she was a person who lived in the secular world.
When she found that her kindness was squandered by others, she was a little unhappy and her mood was affected.
However, since things had come to this, she did not say anything. She just pretended that she did not save this person and let him be.
"Princess, do you know that Young Master?"
At this time, Elder Wei, who had been silent, suddenly asked.
"I don't know him. What's the matter? I have met him once. I don't know why Elder Wei asked this. "
"I thought Princess knew this Young Master and wanted to inquire about his origin."
"Did he cause any trouble in the villa?"
"No, he didn't cause any trouble, but …" Elder Wei hesitated for a moment.
He said, "Yesterday, this Young Master won a lot of money in the gambling house in the villa."
"This damn swindler is still gambling in the gambling house? And he won a lot of money? "Shui 'er's eyes widened and became angrier. She asked," How much did he win? "
"At least this much." Elder Wei stretched out a hand and spread out five fingers.
"500,000 Spirit Stones?"
Elder Wei shook his head.
Shui 'er was shocked and asked again, "5 million?"
Elder Wei shook his head again.
"Oh my god! Could it be 50 million? "
Seeing that Elder Wei shook his head again, Shui 'er was completely dumbfounded. She stared with her eyes and mouth wide open. After a long time, she asked, "If it's not 50 million, could it be … could it be … this guy won 500 million?"
Seeing that Elder Wei nodded, Shui 'er could not help but gasp. However, she still could not suppress the shock in her heart. Her body was on the verge of collapse and she felt that the world was spinning. Not to mention her, even Tang Man-ching, who was Princess Yan Luo and the Cloud Marquis of Sengoku, was extremely shocked after hearing that Gu Qingfeng had won 500 million Spirit Stones.
Although in modern times, everything was recovering and prices were soaring, causing inflation, coupled with the arrival of the Mandate of Heaven nine years ago, the value of Spirit Stones was becoming less and less valuable.
Even so.
For many people, 500 million Spirit Stones was still an enormous number that was enough to suffocate them.
For Shui 'er.
It was the same for people like the Tang Man-ching.
"500 million is only a conservative figure. As for exactly how much this Young Master won, it's impossible to calculate the exact amount. I only found out about this matter after I returned. Supposedly, Yue Jinghong alone lost over 10 Profound Grade crystals and six Profound Grade Spirit Treasures. Amongst them was a high-grade Profound Grade flying sword that was worth 10 million."
Among nature's cultivation resources, the Yellow Grade was the most common, while the Black Grade was a rare resource.
As long as one had a Spirit Vein, they would be able to produce many Spirit Stones.
However, for a Profound Level Crystal Stone, if one wanted to be nurtured, the right time, right place, and right people were indispensable. It was precisely because of this that its value would multiply day by day. The Profound Level Crystal Stones on the market were often worth hundreds of thousands or even millions, and there was often a demand but no supply. Now, everyone was competing for Profound Level resources. Some may be for cultivation, some may be for refining Spirit Treasures, but more people were hoarding goods. One must know that in this era, Spirit Stones had been depreciating, and Profound Level resources not only retained their value but also increased in value.
More than ten profound level crystals.
Six Profound Level Spirit Treasures, and one of them was a Profound Level High Grade Flying Sword that was worth tens of millions.
This was simply too crazy!
His value was even higher than Xiao Ziying and Mei Yuanhua's.
Wait a minute.
Yue Jinghong?
Tang Man-ching seemed to be in disbelief as she asked, "Elder Wei, is this Yue Jinghong you're talking about the Nine Star Immortal Official Yue Jinghong of the Immortal Mansion?"
"That's right, it's him. He's the Third Young Master of the Immortal Mansion's Lord Yue."
The existence of an Immortal Official was a symbol of nobility. It was an official position bestowed by the Sengoku, and represented the Sengoku.
In the gambling house, very few people would be so ignorant as to win money from an Immortal Official. Even if they won, it would be a small win or two, and after winning, they would take the initiative to return it for fear of causing trouble.
Moreover, Yue Jinghong was a Nine Star Immortal Official, and his father was the Great Manager of the Yan Luo Immortal Mansion.
With such a status, even Xiao Ziying and Mei Yuanhua did not dare to provoke him.
Now, not only had Gu Qingfeng won Yue Jinghong's money, but he had also won all of the Sengoku Viscount Yue Jinghong's money!
Did he not want to live anymore?
"I have been worried about this problem for a long time. Therefore, when I saw the Princess talking about this person, I wanted to ask about his background."
Elder Wei was the manager of the Linglong Mountain Villa. He had seen countless people and had seen all kinds of situations. It was not that no one dared to win money from an Immortal Official in the Linglong Mountain Villa, but they were all people with great status and background. At the very least, they were not afraid of the Immortal Official looking for trouble.
On the other hand, that person.
This was the first time Elder Wei had seen this person in the Linglong Mountain Villa. What was even more inconceivable to him was that this person did not have any cultivation. He could not imagine what kind of background this person had.
"He calls himself the Childe Chiyan Gu Qingfeng."
Hearing Tang Manqing's words, Elder Wei's expression froze, as if he was somewhat familiar with this name. Suddenly, he thought about it and turned pale with fright. He asked in shock, "Scarlet Flame Young Master, Gu Qingfeng? Is he the Childe Chiyan who claims to be the successor of the King of the Great Northwest? "
"That's him."
"Didn't the Childe Chiyan die nine years ago?"
Elder Wei had also heard that the Childe Chiyan had killed dozens of Sengoku Viscounts in the Great Northwest nine years ago. He also knew that after the Mandate of Destiny descended, Sengoku had sent many experts to kill the Childe Chiyan. However, Fairy Su O said that the Childe Chiyan had turned into ashes when they fought for the Mandate of Destiny. How could this Childe Chiyan still be alive? And he had appeared in the Yan Luo Kingdom?
"He claims to be the Childe Chiyan, but we don't know whether it's true or not."
Shui 'er added, "He not only calls himself the Childe Chiyan, but also the King Chixiao. He's most likely a big liar!"
"This …"
Elder Wei was a little confused.
Not only him, but Tang Man-ching also frowned and fell into deep thought.
In her opinion, if this person was not the Childe Chiyan, it was impossible for him to win Yue Jinghong's money.
But then again, if he was the Childe Chiyan, how could he dare to win Yue Jinghong's money?
He had killed so many Sengoku Viscounts in the Great Northwest back then. Now that he had lost his cultivation and was very weak, wasn't he afraid that Sengoku would kill him if they knew that he was still alive?
"Princess, please wait here for a moment. I'll be back soon." Elder Wei stared at Gu Qingfeng, who was enjoying a massage from three maids in a private room on the second floor. He stroked his beard and said in a deep voice, "It's not difficult to know if he's the Childe Chiyan from the Great Northwest."
"What do you mean?"
"I have a friend who happened to see the Childe Chiyan when he was in the Great Northwest. If this person is really the Childe Chiyan, he will definitely be able to recognize him."
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