The atmosphere at the scene had completely boiled over after two rounds of stone gambling.
Unlike Nie Qing's earlier match, Ye Xiu's gamble this time involved stakes and investments that ordinary cultivators who frequented this place simply could not afford.
Under such circumstances, the crowd's hearts were stirred all the more fervently.
Naturally, the people running the stone gambling venue would not let such an opportunity slip away.
They opened betting pools on who would win, offered limited-time discounts on raw ore stones, and pushed freshly unearthed spirit ore...
A stone gambling venue existed to rake in profit. Wherever crowds gathered like a tidal wave, once their emotions had been whipped up, even if one merely stretched out a hand toward the heavens, one could easily make a fortune.
Such tricks were not particularly brilliant, yet they worked time and time again.
Seeing the spectators before him generously loosen their purse strings, even the black-clad, masked host could no longer conceal the delight in his voice.
He did not urge them on, merely watching Ye Xiu and Gu Mengsheng carefully pick through the auction items.
The blazing fervor outside did not affect the two men within in the slightest.
Sweat continuously dripped down Gu Mengsheng's forehead.
The pressure on him was immense.
He had originally thought his first success had already secured his victory. Who could have expected that this newcomer, who looked as though he understood nothing at all, would actually be lucky enough to select top-grade goods from raw ore stones whose origins could not be discerned in the slightest?
An old saying claimed that when newcomers first stepped into a gambling house, their luck would be astonishingly good. It was both heaven's blessing and heaven's curse.
The sudden windfall would help them through their difficulties, but at