Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 64 - 0064: Raising the Stakes

Chapter 64: Chapter 0064: Raising the Stakes

The elderly man in traditional attire looked at Chu Feng and chuckled, "If we let you pick all of them, you’d bag every stone here, and I’d lose without even trying."

After the traditionally dressed elder spoke, the others watching also shook their heads and laughed. At the same time, they no longer seemed to have much confidence in Chu Feng and Fatty Tang.

Chu Feng ignored the sneers around him and frowned slightly, "Going one by one is too slow. How about we make it ten at a time? That’ll speed things up."

The elderly man in traditional attire looked at Chu Feng, smiled faintly, and said, "Very well! We’ll do as you suggest and compare ten at a time, so you can’t accuse this old man of bullying the young. I’ll let you pick five first, then my man will pick five, and then you will pick another five."

Chu Feng frowned and said, "Alright then."

Chu Feng’s plan was to pick out the ten most valuable stones all at once. However, following the elder’s rules, he might not be able to do as he wished, but even with only five stones, Chu Feng was confident he could win.

The elder in traditional garb looked at Chu Feng with full confidence. Chu Feng was simply an amateur. Even if he was allowed to pick all ten at once, he still wouldn’t have a chance of winning. The elder didn’t like to take risks, so choosing five at a time was safer.

As expected, among the next four stones Chu Feng picked, only two caused the traditionally dressed elder to frown—the rest made him shake his head.

"I’m done choosing. It’s your turn," Chu Feng said, gathering the ten stones he had picked together.

The elder in traditional attire turned to an elderly man with a white beard behind him and respectfully said, "Elder Wu, please."

"Elder Wu! Wu Yousen!" Fatty Tang’s expression changed involuntarily upon hearing how the traditional-garbed elder addressed the old man.

The elder in traditional attire looked at Fatty Tang, grinned slightly, and said, "Nephew Tang has a good eye, indeed. This is the Gambling Stone Master with the so-called X-Ray Eyes, Elder Wu!"

Upon hearing the elder’s words, Fatty Tang’s face instantly fell.

"Brother Tang, is this Mr. Wu that impressive?" Chu Feng didn’t know who Elder Wu was, so he asked.

Ma Hong said in a deep voice, "He’s very famous in the stone gambling industry, known to possess X-Ray Eyes that can see through the Stone Skin. His accuracy rate has always been around seventy percent."

In the stone gambling profession, having a thirty percent success rate was already the hallmark of a master. A seventy percent accuracy rate was indicative of someone at the Grandmaster Level.

"I had no idea this old scoundrel actually managed to bring him here, looks like he’s been planning this for some time," Fatty Tang muttered, turning pale with fear.

Chu Feng, on the other hand, didn’t seem alarmed, with a mere seventy percent success rate, while he was fully confident in his own abilities.

Chu Feng said, "Brother Tang, if you don’t trust my judgment, then all the winnings are mine by default."

Fatty Tang forced a smile and said, "If we win, I’ll give you an extra ten percent."

Chu Feng chuckled and remarked, "That’s what you said, Brother Tang. Don’t go back on your word later."

Fatty Tang managed a bitter smile to himself, thinking: If we don’t lose too much, that’ll be a blessing.

Indeed, Wu Yousen had some skills; he managed to pick out the two stones Chu Feng had his eye on for the next round.

After Wu Yousen finished picking, it was Chu Feng’s turn again.

Chu Feng chose the five stones he had been eyeing and then said to Bai Kai, "I hope you don’t mind if I choose a few more that aren’t part of the competition."

Bai Kai responded with a slight smile, "Of course not, we’re in business here, and you can choose as many as you like."

Chu Feng also smiled and said, "Then I will take you at your word."

Chu Feng then began to choose vigorously, selecting material from twenty-four stones; all that was left were some useless rocks.

The elder in traditional clothing shook his head incessantly as he watched Chu Feng select his material and said, "Nephew Tang, I’m afraid you’ve made some unsuitable friends. Be more cautious in the future."

Fatty Tang retorted, "It’s none of your business whom I befriend."

Chu Feng looked at Fatty Tang and nodded slightly to himself. Fatty Tang was indeed a decent person, certainly someone worth befriending.

"Old man, I think the same. Who do you think you are, wagging your finger at others?" Chu Feng said.

"What did you say!" Even the traditionally dressed elder, who was used to keeping his composure, couldn’t help but get angry when publicly humiliated by Chu Feng.

Chu Feng replied, "Did I say something wrong? Then tell me, what are you exactly?"

"I..." The man in traditional Chinese dress almost started speaking but then swallowed his words back down.

"Haha! Well said! Splendid! Who do you think you are, to wave your hands and point your fingers here? You’re nothing but a disloyal dog that bites the hand that feeds it." Since he might lose anyway, Fatty Tang simply decided to enjoy cursing anyway.

"Good! Good! The two of you are really something! Wait until you start crying later! Since Nephew Tang has no sense of when to advance or retreat, later don’t blame your uncle for being merciless." The man in traditional Chinese dress spoke in a cold voice as well.

Fatty Tang mocked him with a curl of his lip, saying, "You old thing also understand emotions? Ridiculous!"

The man in traditional Chinese dress gritted his teeth, his complexion turning white with anger as he said, "Good! Good! Truly wonderful! This way, I won’t have to feel reluctant!"

Chu Feng, losing patience, said, "Old thing, hurry up and get on with the stone cutting. Being around you truly disgusts me. I’d rather go back to Brother Ma’s place; even his Black Back is better looking than you."

Ma Hong also laughed heartily, saying, "Brother Chu, since you like it, I’ll give you my pup Deadly Bai."

Bai Kai’s expression immediately sank upon hearing Ma Hong’s words.

Seeing Bai Kai’s darkening face, Ma Hong hurriedly explained with an apologetic tone, "Brother Bai, don’t get me wrong. I didn’t mean to reflect on the Bai Family, it’s just that my dog... you call him a Black Back. But he has this white ring around his neck. It’s just like the white silk they use to hang ghosts, wearing a noose every day, if that’s not asking for death, I don’t know what is. Please don’t take it the wrong way!"

"Start cutting the stone!" Bai Kai also waved his hand and ordered with a dark tone.

The Bai Family had stone cutting machinery on site, and by choosing to go first, the man in traditional Chinese dress clearly intended to shatter Chu Feng’s side’s confidence with a single blow.

The stone cutting machine roared to life, and the stone skin began to peel away layer by layer.

"There’s mist!"

After just two layers were cut, mist was already visible, indicating a high probability of something inside.

"It increased!"

"It increased!"

Several more turns and the flesh was seen.

"Ice Species! Worthy of X-Ray Eyes!"

The spectators, seeing the flesh that had begun to reveal itself, were all full of admiration.

They also felt sorry for Fatty Tang and his companions; facing such an expert, they were just out of luck. The first cut was Ice Species, which basically secured the victory.

In the end, the first piece of raw jade material yielded a fist-sized piece of Ice Species, eventually valued at six million.

The man in traditional Chinese dress was very satisfied with the result, looking smugly at Chu Feng as he said, "Is it your turn now?"

Chu Feng didn’t immediately take action but looked at Fatty Tang and Ma Hong, who wore dejected expressions, and said, "What do you think, should I kill him with a single cut, or take my time and carve slowly?"

With a lack of energy, Fatty Tang said, "Better to kill him with one cut!"

It wasn’t clear whether Fatty Tang’s so-called one cut meant the person or the jade.

Chu Feng smiled faintly, then placed his first chosen piece of raw jade material on the stone cutting platform and said, "Brother Tang, don’t forget the ten percent profit you promised me; don’t start crying and begging me later."

Fatty Tang showed a bitter smile, with little hope left.

"How do you want it cut?" The person cutting the stone asked very professionally.

Holding a piece of chalk, Chu Feng drew a line following the distribution of Spiritual Energy he sensed and said, "Cut along this line."

The stone cutter, seeing the line that Chu Feng had drawn, was also impressed. The line Chu Feng drew was very particular; it was the best trajectory for making the cut and the best way to protect the flesh inside.

"Young man, you’re wasting your effort; there couldn’t possibly be anything inside this stone. It’s just a waste rock," the man in traditional Chinese dress said.

"If there’s something inside, would you dare to add another hundred million?" Chu Feng asked.

The man in traditional Chinese dress chuckled slightly and said, "If there’s something inside, not to mention a hundred million, even eating the stone skin is fine."

Chu Feng said, "Good! I like your decisiveness! Cut it, and afterwards I want to count my money while watching someone eat stone skin!"