I am an incredibly handsome man, and my fiancée refuses to call off the engagement even at the cost

"It seems that Crown Prince Zhou has a high opinion of number eleven." The speaker was the beautiful woman among the couple who were both powerful Spirit Emperors. This beautiful woman and her husband were from the Boundless Sect, one of the Five Sects.

The beautiful woman's surname was Ren, and her given name was Zihan. Her husband's surname was Shangguan, and his given name was Ze. The handsome young man in blue was their only son, Shangguan Hong.

"Does Madam Shangguan also want to compete with the younger generation for this raw stone?" Crown Prince Zhou asked.

Ren Zihan gently shook her head and smiled, "I did have that plan, but after thinking about it carefully, I'll pass. I won't compete with Prince Zhou this time."

Shangguan Hong looked at his mother, not understanding why she said that. When they communicated telepathically before, his mother had told him that she was optimistic about the eleventh rough stone.

Ren Zihan changed her mind; she was observing Gu Yan's reaction. Although she couldn't hear Gu Yan's telepathic communication with Dugu Xun, the way Gu Yan looked at the eleventh raw stone gave her the feeling that he wasn't optimistic about it.

Prince Zhou looked around, observing the others who hesitated, wondering whether to try and seize it. After a while, still no one spoke up.

Mr. Mingjing smiled and said, "Since there are no more bidders, then this No. 11 rough stone belongs to Prince Zhou. Does Prince Zhou want me to cut it, or will he do it himself?"

"I'll do it!"

After speaking, Prince Zhou rose and walked to the white jade platform above the lotus pond, where he picked out the eleventh raw stone. The stone, about the height of a small child, floated before Prince Zhou. Master Mingjing stood to the side, holding a feather fan, smiling as he watched the crowd.

"Anyone interested in betting on this rough stone? If you bet, the payout is 2:1; if you bet none, the payout is 3:1."

"Eighty million, secured." The mysterious figure in the black mist tossed out a mustard seed bag.

"One hundred million is pledged." Madam Tantai also tossed out a mustard seed bag.

"Fifty million, all or nothing." After communicating telepathically with his father and mother, Shangguan Hong glanced at Gu Yan's incomparably handsome face and placed his spirit stones as collateral. After throwing out the fifty million spirit stones, he crossed his arms and looked at Gu Yan again.

Gu Yan noticed his gaze and looked over. When their eyes met, his cheeks flushed for some reason, and he immediately looked away.

"Eighty million, pledged."

"Twenty million, no bets."

"Fifty million has been pledged."

"One hundred million, pledged."

Everyone placed their bets.

"Five hundred million spirit stones, bet nothing," Gu Yan suddenly said.

Everyone was stunned.

Prince Zhou's face darkened; he felt that Gu Yan was targeting him. Gu Yan had no interest in paying attention to him, much less targeting him. He was simply certain there were no spirit jades inside and wanted to win some spirit stones to spend.

"Young Master Zirong doesn't think much of this piece?" Cheng Siyan asked with a smile.

"I don't think it'll be successful," Gu Yan said bluntly.

"Then I'll place a bet with Young Master Zirong. I'll bet 100 million and also bet nothing," Cheng Siyan said with a charming smile, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Gu Yan.

Xie Jingshu has already placed her bet; once placed, it's done and cannot be changed.

"Father, let's bet nothing like Young Master Zirong," the charming young girl in red said, tugging at Mr. Ruan's arm.

Mr. Ruan chuckled and said, "Alright, we'll bet 80 million, no stakes."

Crown Prince Zhou was furious. "Fine, these ignorant fools, I'll show them what I'm capable of later." He glanced at Gu Yan and saw her sitting quietly, her spirit as clear as a pine tree after snow, her bearing as elegant as a crane in the clouds. Her detached and serene demeanor only fueled his jealousy and twisted desire.

"I'll place a bet too, five hundred million," Prince Zhou said with a competitive tone. After he finished speaking, he glanced at Gu Yan, but Gu Yan's gaze was not on him; she was speaking to Dugu Xun telepathically.

This infuriated Prince Zhou. In his eyes, Gu Yan simply didn't respect him at all!

Mr. Mingjing chuckled and said, "Your Highness, Crown Prince Zhou, you have quite the courage! It seems you have great confidence in yourself. If no one wants to continue betting, then please, Crown Prince Zhou, begin."

Prince Zhou began cutting the stone with great confidence. As he reached out, a blue light appeared in his hand, and his spiritual power slowly cut through the No. 11 rough stone. He was filled with anticipation, and the others who had competed with him for this rough stone were also focused intently.

However, after cutting it in half, no spirit jade appeared.

Prince Zhou felt a growing unease. Had he mistaken something? Impossible. He stared intently at the raw stone before him, golden symbols flashing in his eyes. He saw a hazy light within the stone. Indeed, there was a red glow inside; that radiant light must be the Purple Spirit Jade.

He sped up, and suddenly a burst of purple light appeared.

"Could this light be the Purple Spirit Jade?" the old man surnamed Yuan asked.

Prince Zhou was already showing delight, but the purple light quickly dimmed, and instead of spirit jade, only a few thin pieces of purple spirit crystals with little spiritual energy were extracted. These purple spirit crystals were worth no more than a few thousand spirit stones.

The crowd murmured in hushed tones.

"It's just amethyst crystal, what a pity!" Mr. Ruan sighed.

The elderly man surnamed Yuan, Madam Tantai, and others who had previously competed for this raw stone were now relieved that they hadn't bought it.

Prince Zhou's face was extremely ugly at this moment. He bought 500 million worth of raw stones and placed another 500 million bets. Did he spend 1 billion spirit stones to buy just a few broken purple spirit crystals?

"Haha, no, no spirit jade. I won the bet, hahahaha!" Shangguan Hong, being young, shouted out.

The adorable girl in red happily hugged her father's hand: "Dad, we won the bet! We should have placed more bets."

Dugu Xun chuckled and patted Gu Yan on the shoulder: "Zirong has a good eye! She recognized this as a piece of junk at a glance, hahahahahaha..."

"Indeed, following Young Master Zirong's bets was absolutely right," Cheng Siyan said with a smile.

Gu Yan smiled slightly and said modestly, "Just lucky."

Prince Zhou's face turned pale and then red. Master Mingjing came out to save face for him: "It's normal for gambling on stones to be risky. This time it was just a temporary setback. In the past, Prince Zhou has also found top-grade Thunder Spirit Jade here."

His words made Prince Zhou feel a little better, since no one can obtain a spirit jade every time. Prince Zhou bowed to Master Mingjing and said, "Master Mingjing is right. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes."

After saying that, he vanished in a flash and returned to his seat.

After returning to his seat, Crown Prince Zhou expected his cousin to comfort him. However, Xie Jing Shu's attention was completely elsewhere; she kept stealing glances at Gu Yan. Having lost ten billion spirit stones in an instant, and with his beloved cousin ignoring him so much, Crown Prince Zhou trembled with anger.

hateful!

He looked at Gu Yan, and the jealousy and hatred in his heart grew wildly.

After collecting the betting pouches from everyone, Master Mingjing waved his hand, and several beams of light flew to different locations in the hall. One of the beams landed on Gu Yan; it contained a cyan pouch filled with 1.5 billion spirit stones.

Gu Yan held it in his hand and checked it with his divine sense; nothing was missing. He smiled and said to Dugu Xun, "Brother, gambling on stones is quite fun."

Upon hearing this, Prince Zhou became furious and drank several cups of wine.

Dugu Xun laughed and said, "Then go ahead and have fun."

"Next, which fellow Daoist would like to make a choice first?" Mr. Mingjing looked around at everyone, with thirteen raw stones still floating in mid-air.

"This old man is here, that piece, number nine." It was one of the twin elderly men who spoke.