Super Golden Eye

There is a stone gambling place in Club No. 1. This is what Fang Yang heard from Gu Xiaosong and Xue Zimei when he got in the car.

Moreover, the stone gambling place in this No. 1 club is not simple, because the stones gambled in are not decorations sold in the market, but spiritual stones that can be used by warriors to absorb spiritual energy and practice.

Fang Yang had already seen the price of spiritual stones. Even if he spent 10 billion, he wouldn't be able to buy a few spiritual stones. If Fang Yang hadn't relied on his golden eyes to search for antiquities, the little money he had wouldn't have been enough to support his cultivation to the middle stage of the Xuan level.

"This stone betting field is very profitable. The admission fee is different according to the number of games at different levels." Gu Xiaosong explained.

"Admission fee? Do you still need an admission fee?" Fang Yang was surprised when he heard this for the first time.

In the past, when gambling on stones, both parties would bet against each other, and the rough stones would be purchased after agreeing on the chips. However, in the stone gambling field in Club No. 1, the rules are not like this. Instead, Club No. 1 is the banker. After paying the entrance fee, you can go into the stone gambling field and choose a rough rough stone at will. The higher the grade of the spiritual stone that comes out, the higher the grade. Even if the individual wins, on the contrary, the banker No. 1 club wins.

It seems that the stone betting place in Club No. 1 is just making money from the middle price difference, and it is unlikely to be a big deal. However, when Fang Yang heard the entrance fee required for the stone betting place, he couldn't help but cursed: "Damn, such a huge profit?! Just go in and you will be able to win." How about a billion? Or is it the starting price?"

Gu Xiaosong and Xue Zimei nodded and said: "Club No. 1 has a special status in Donghai City. Even we don't know how capable Club No. 1 is."

Fang Yang calmed down and thought that if the spirit stone were to be obtained, the price of one billion would not be considered a loss for the warrior. Of course, this is only limited to Fang Yang, who has clairvoyant eyes. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid it would still require some luck.

However, although the rough raw stone containing the spirit stone is very tight and difficult to detect, with the warrior's sensitivity to spiritual energy, one can still see something. It is precisely because of this that most of the raw stones in Club No. 1 contain spiritual energy, but the degree of fullness of the spiritual energy varies.

Fang Yang became more and more curious about the mystery of Club No. 1. When he got off the car, he asked Wang Qiang and Ji Ping where the raw stones in the stone gambling den of Club No. 1 came from.

If the stone gambling field is full of spiritual energy, any piece found at random is a rare treasure. It is just too useless for warriors, but for ordinary people, it can be sold for a lot of money. Calculated this way, with a starting price of one billion, you won’t lose too much.

Wang Qiang and Ji Ping were also vague about Club No. 1. They seemed to be afraid of the boss behind Club No. 1. They muttered that most of the raw materials for extracting spiritual stones were in the hands of the people in the Imperial Capital, and then nothing more happened.

After getting out of the car, Fang Yang and others walked straight towards Club No. 1. Fang Yang deliberately slowed down and looked at Club No. 1 with his golden eye. Fang Yang became more and more frightened as he watched. There was a blood-colored light group everywhere in Club No. 1. Everyone who walked into Club No. 1 would have a blood-colored light group floating above their heads, accompanying you all the time, stirring. The anger and resentment deep in your heart.

From the perspective of the golden eye, the blood-colored light group would only stick to the heads of ordinary people. Warriors like Wang Qiang and Ji Ping would not dare to step forward as if the blood-colored light group had spiritual power.

On the other hand, although Gu Xiaosong can already practice, his spiritual energy reserves are low now. Thanks to Fang Yang's help, Gu Xiaosong was not disturbed by the bloody light group.

Perhaps it is precisely because the bloody light group only targets ordinary people that no warrior can detect the Feng Shui formation in Club No. 1. The person who set up the formation is very powerful.

"The blood-colored light group is controlled by someone. Could it be that the man in gray is also here?" Fang Yang was suspicious, and he opened his golden eyes to spy on everyone around him and explore their fortune lines.

Using the combination of Feng Shui eyes and clairvoyance eyes, Fang Yang saw that there were many warriors in Club No. 1 today. All of them had high fortune lines, full of vitality and low cultivation levels.

However, Fang Yang just couldn't find the man in gray.

Gu Xiaosong and Xue Zimei led the way. Along the way, many local young leaders from Donghai City passed by, all of whom were warriors. They came here today because they had received the wind. They knew that several powerful young geniuses in Donghai City wanted to strangle the Gu family in the cradle.

However, when they saw the three people from Fang Yang who were accompanying them, they all had strange expressions on their faces and began to whisper.

"What are the three of them trying to do? Do they want to help the Gu family and destroy the ancient martial arts structure in Donghai City?"

"This Fang Yang is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He made the Song family lose face as soon as he came to Donghai City. He even went to the Song family to beg for money some time ago, and even fought with Song Tian."

"So awesome? Did I know that Song Tian will also come today? It seems like there will be something good to watch today!"

With Fang Yang and others' current hearing ability, the sounds around them naturally cannot escape them. Gu Xiaosong and Xue Zimei, who were walking at the front, felt much more relaxed when they heard others saying that Fang Yang was awesome.

Fang Yang has been to Club No. 1 a few times, but he always ducked into the box. Today was the first time he walked into the depths of Club No. 1. If you don’t walk, you won’t know how big it is, and if you don’t walk, you won’t know how magnificent it is deeper.

The stone betting ground is in the back garden of Club No. 1, which is separate from the front hall and has to pass through a courtyard. This courtyard is about the size of a football field and is full of flowers and plants. Only the middle road is paved with crystal cobblestones, which are hard and soft when stepped on, and soft and hard when stepped on, giving people a very strange feeling.

Looking up from the courtyard, it feels like looking at the sky in a European medieval castle.

Passing through the courtyard, there is a wooden door at the end covered with paintings of cows, ghosts and snake gods. On the left and right sides of the door hang two palm-sized wooden statues of Pixiu. From the perspective of Feng Shui, this is a wealth-promoting position, and Pixiu is used to gather wealth. Once this person enters, it will be difficult not to lose money.

However, when Fang Yang took a closer look, he saw that there were two light scratches on the exquisite Pixiu wood carving. The two pieces were even and about the same length and depth. At first glance, it seemed that someone had done it deliberately.

Fang Yang knew in his heart that the owner of this No. 1 club was fairly fair and made money to ensure that no money was leaked, unlike the casino in Baipu Nightclub. Club No. 1 is facing many warriors, and it is inevitable that one day a feng shui master from the imperial capital will come over, and it will not look good if the place is smashed. The stay in No. 1 Club also left a good karma for myself.

Fang Yang passed through the wealth gate and saw Wu Yangyang's crowd of people, all warriors.

This is a hall with nine beams and a height of about five stories. It is quite majestic.

As soon as Gu Xiaosong took the lead and walked in, the people in front spread out to the left and right, and everyone looked at Gu Xiaosong and Xue Zimei in amusement.

However, when they saw Fang Yang, Wang Qiang and Ji Ping following Gu Xiaosong, their playful expressions instantly faded and were replaced by looks of confusion.

"Why is he here?"