An Bulang tried his hand at a small test, and the result shocked the whole audience.

He set his sights on other vendors.

"How do you sell the ore here?"

"One hundred spiritual stones..."

"I want this, this?, and this!"

"How much does the ore cost here?"

"One six hundred spirit stones!"

"Oh, I want this..."

An Bulang continued to select the ore in the fish pond, and then called the stone cutters from the Holy Yuan Society to cut it on the spot.

When every stone is cut, attractive purple flowers appear.

An Bulang still maintains the myth of a 100% secret mine opening rate.

Some monks couldn't help it anymore and started betting one after another. However, most of the rocks they offered were waste rocks. Even if there were one or two that contained Ziyun secret mineral occasionally, the content was very small or unsatisfactory, which made them feel like An Bulang.

It's not the same stone gambling game.

"how could this be……"

"Who is this boy? How can he be so strong?!"

"I always feel like he looks a bit familiar..."

"When you see how powerful someone is, you rush to recognize your relatives?"

Countless monks looked at the young man in white with enthusiasm, and An Bulang once again became the protagonist of stone gambling.

The vendors who sold the ore began to regret it. They originally wanted to take advantage of An Bulang's popularity to brag about the mineral content of their own ore, but they did not expect that every vendor An Bulang went to could sell good ore.

Ore, they can't blow it at all!!

The popularity of his own ore has not increased at all, but the good ores may have been bought by An Bulang, and some traders gradually began to fear An Bulang.

"Boss, how much does the ore you have here cost?"

"Six...six hundred spirit stones..." a boss who was targeted said tremblingly.

A monk on the side was immediately dissatisfied: "Boss, you can't cheat people! Didn't your ore before have three hundred spirit stones? Why has the price doubled now?!"

"That's right, that's an unscrupulous businessman!"

The beautiful Xiu also complained about An Bulang.

The boss was on the verge of tears. A sudden price increase was a taboo in selling minerals, but this young man in white was too scary. What if all the good minerals he had here were cut off?

"It doesn't matter, six hundred spirit stones are six hundred spirit stones. I want this..."

An Bulang pointed to one of the ores.

When the ore is cut, purple light overflows and the brilliance shines!

"Congratulations, fifteen pounds of Ziyun secret mine!"

The stone cutter brought the secret mine to An Bulang.

The mining boss almost vomited blood!

An Bulang smiled slightly at the boss: "How about raising the price? What you lose is goodwill, but I... will never lose..."

Hiss... the monks watching the melon-eating took a breath of cold air.

What kind of domineering words are these?!

An Bulang turned his attention to other vendors.

"Boss, how much does this ore cost?"

"Eight Hundred Spiritual Stones!!"

"Hey! You've also raised the price. Didn't you sell three hundred spirit stones before?"

"It's really shameless, just raise the price when a discerning customer appears..."

The boss once again became the target of attacks.

An Bulang still had a calm expression on his face, pointing at each ore: "This, this, and this... I want it!"

Then, he cut out terrifying results of seven pounds, eight pounds, and twelve pounds!

The boss knelt down directly to An Bulang and begged him to buy mines elsewhere.

An Bulang went all the way and made cuts, and countless bosses were forced to raise prices.

"I'm afraid this young man is the first person to scare all the mining bosses into raising their prices, right?"

"What shocks me the most is that he still maintains a 100% mining rate. What kind of existence can do this..."

"Hiss...my scalp feels numb just thinking about it!!"

Hongli's eyes were a little blurry as she looked at the young man who was killing everyone in the stone gambling land.

It seems that what An Bulang said about conquering the Shengyuan Tower can really be achieved. At this time, he is more confident and more aggressive, like an invincible god king. Wherever he goes, the traders lose their helmets.

When the armor was removed, the monks were envious and amazed.

"Boss, how do you sell the ore here?"

An Bulang walked towards one of the vendors with a smile on his face.

The merchant gritted his teeth and said: "Ten thousand spiritual stones for one!"

boom!!!

These words shocked the whole place.

A few seconds later, the boss was expelled from the Holy Yuan Tower for disrupting the stone gambling market by maliciously raising the price and being banned from entering the Holy Yuan Tower for three years by the management of the Holy Yuan Society...

Shengyuanhui still has a mature management system here.

This system made countless traders feel despair for the first time, and the Great Demon King An Bulang continued to kill everyone. The mysterious black cocoons were peeled off one by one, revealing the astonishing treasures inside.

Countless monks were heart-beating and crazy.

But they also knew that it was a myth that could not be copied, so their eyes looking at An Bulang became increasingly full of fanaticism and admiration.

The stone cutter followed An Bulang around the whole place, his cold and indifferent face trying to remain calm, but his hands were trembling. This was the first time he had this experience. Every time he cut a piece of ore, a pile of secret ores would be produced, which made him feel like he was

It's like a dream.

The kind of face that had to show off a professional smile to congratulate because he had cut out the secret mine. Gradually, the smile became stiff and numb. There was nothing I could do, he smiled too many times...

He laughed almost two hundred times in just half an hour, which made him feel like his smile had become cheap.

The entire Stone Gambling Fish Pond has been stirred up into a state of turmoil. Countless vendors are crying and howling, and some are even so frightened that they rush out of the door and dare not sell any more minerals. The monks who are eating melons and watching are shouting the title of Gambling Saint!

In one hour, An Bulang cut nearly two thousand kilograms of Ziyun secret mine!

This incident directly alarmed the upper echelons of the Saint Yuan Tower. Another middle-aged man wearing a gold and white robe, with a restrained and vast aura, and a beard came quickly from the upper level.

"This fellow Taoist... I am Chen Yu, the elder of the Holy Yuan Tower. Congratulations on your consecutive victories and breaking our Shengyuan Tower's stone betting winning rate record!" The middle-aged man came up to him with a smile on his face and said.

"Hmm...wait, Fellow Taoist looks familiar..." The middle-aged man is in a high-level position and pays great attention to surrounding information. He flashed his ring and a portrait appeared in front of him? After a few seconds, his pupils shrank slightly.

"You are... the new disciple of Bai Ling Imperial Academy, An Bulang?"

An Bulang nodded calmly: "It's me."

boom!

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked!

"Oh my god! Is he the Taoist disciple of the Bai Ling Empire?"

"No wonder he looked so familiar to me before. I saw him in the portrait of my sect!!"

The demon monk also grinned: "Haha, it turns out that he is the top representative of the Bai Ling Empire, and he does have some abilities..."

Seeing this, Chen Yu smiled even more cordially: "Hahaha, the Taoist Master of the Bai Ling Empire is indeed worthy of his reputation. Even if he is extremely talented, he is also so powerful in gambling. The younger generation is to be feared, and the younger generation is to be feared!"

"What are you here for?" An Bulang looked at the other person with confusion on his face. What he was thinking was that this guy didn't come here to stop him from making money because he won too hard, right?

"Once there is a person who is a superb stone gambler in our Saint Yuan Tower, an elder will accompany you throughout the process and provide the most considerate service." Chen Yu said with a friendly smile, "Next, I will accompany you throughout the process. If you have any needs, you can also

Mention it to me."

An Bulang nodded: "Thank you very much."

He felt like a mirror in his mind. Wasn't this guy just afraid that he, a gambler, would use a special method to cheat when he came to provide personal service?

What a pity, he is a gambler based on his strength!

In this way, he continued to swim in the fish pond.

An Bulang did not rush to kill them all. He would not ask for ores with low profit margins. He only wanted stones that could make huge profits, so every stone he dug had several kilograms of secret ore inside.

Before long, he had gambled away all the ore on the entire first floor.
To be continued...