The mockery from the crowd beside them continued without end.
Gu Mengsheng's choice this time could only be called steady and unremarkable. Though it had not shocked the entire venue like his first choice, it had ensured that he maintained his advantage.
And they should not forget that, even without counting the thirteen million he had earned the first time, the three million from this round alone still far surpassed Ye Xiu's initial five hundred thousand.
Kicking those who were down and fawning over those on high had always been a habit in Endland.
Few people present had escaped losing their entire fortunes in this stone-gambling arena. Having suffered that pain themselves, they naturally hoped all the more to see a newcomer join their ranks.
Amid the tsunami-like jeers, Nie Qing and the other Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe members looked increasingly grim.
Looking at Ye Xiu standing before that massive raw ore stone, one that showed almost no unusual signs whatsoever, even the most thick-hearted Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe members could not help feeling uneasy.
It was as if he intended to make a clean and utter break from his previous mistake.
After choosing a raw ore stone whose mineral deposit had practically been exposed the first time, Ye Xiu had now chosen a massive raw ore stone worth only two million—yet one that displayed not the slightest anomaly on its surface.
It had been mentioned before that the raw ore stones auctioned here came from the ancient battlefield region, the most dangerous and chaotic area in all of Endland.
Far too many prodigies from every race had fallen there. Under the accumulation of vast, intermingled spiritual power, the raw ore stones produced there were correspondingly priceless.
Leaving aside the spiritual treasures formed from different converging powers, these raw ore stones could