Ling Luo smiled slightly and said: "Look, its stone has dried, which shows that it is old enough."
When Xuanyuan Yu heard that it made sense, he stopped stopping him.
On the other side, Yu Zian had already selected three stones. The maid named Xian'er directed the two people to move the six stones to a large table made of sandalwood and pear wood. Of course, except for the tall one,
The stupidest.
Ling Luo is on the left and Yu Zian is on the right.
"Now, let's start cutting the stone. Yu Qishao, you can start first." Xian'er had a fawning smile on her face.
Yu Zian couldn't wait to show off in front of everyone, and he didn't shy away from it.
"This young master asserts that this strange stone will surely contain heavenly materials and treasures." Yu Qishao vowed to pick up the stone cutting knife.
Everyone's eyes widened and they gathered on the beautiful stone with purple texture.
Ling Luo smiled, a hint of cunning flashed through his bright black pupils, and said in a light voice: "What kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure, does Yu Qishao really think that there is something in it? It's just a watermelon stone."
That’s all.”
When she turned around just now, Ling Luo touched the stone and felt something.
"Watermelon stone?" Yu Zian was very unhappy, "I don't understand what you are talking about, what watermelon stone?"
He has been immersed in stone gambling since he was a child, and has never heard of such a weird name for a stone.
Ling Luo smiled and said nothing, her eyes drifting to the stone cutting knife with meaning.
Yu Zian felt uneasy in his heart. How could this woman be so calm? Is there some deception involved?
No, it won't happen. Since the Yuantian masters in the stone workshop all said that this is a strange stone and that there are valuable treasures in it, it can't be wrong.
"Ling Luo, stop pretending here, let me cut the stone for you and blind your eyes!"
Yu Zian snorted coldly, his face full of stern expression, and he aimed at the beautiful textured stone and raised the knife in his hand.
Just a "snap" sound was heard, and the beautiful textured stone cracked. Suddenly, purple flowing light poured out from the cracks in the stone, filled with rich spiritual energy.
"It's the source, the breath of the Source Stone!" The slightly knowledgeable person in the crowd immediately let out a cry of surprise.
Ling Luo just smiled faintly, crossed her arms and looked at it leisurely.
With another slash, the stone was completely split into two halves, and the purple stream of light revealed its original appearance.
Everyone's eyes widened - where is Yuan?
There is no source stone, but there are two rows of lavender crystals the size of watermelon seeds, which are low-grade Xuan-level amethyst stones.
"How...how could this happen?" Yu Zian was shocked and the stone cutter in his hand fell to the ground.
He held up two stones that looked like watermelon petals and looked at them carefully in disbelief. Where is the source? Where is his earth-level heavenly material and earthly treasure?
"hehe."
When everyone was extremely surprised, Ling Luo tilted his head slightly and let out a neither salty nor light sneer.
"Yu Qishao, where is your Origin Stone? I am really blinded by your amethyst particles."
Hearing Ling Luo's sarcastic words, Yu Zian's face turned green and white. He was simply slapping himself in the face!
If it were really a whole piece of amethyst, it would be nothing more than some watermelon seed-sized pieces. When kneaded together, they would be about the size of a fingernail, and they would be of no use at all.
Waste! It’s all waste!
Yu Zian, whose face was greatly humiliated, waited for the stunned Xian'er with an angry look on his face, and shouted sternly: "What Master Yuan Tianshi has identified, it is useless for our Yu family to raise such trash!"