Chapter 68

Sitting on the bed, Jiang Ping'an touched his right eye, reined in this power, and everything returned to normal.

"Who exactly is this eye? Why can it ignore barriers and produce a透视 (透视 means 'see-through' or 'X-ray') ability? Why can it make people suffer in the cycle of rebirth? Why can it enhance the effectiveness of the Heavenly Slaying Technique?"

Jiang Ping'an now had countless questions about his right eye.

Back in Da Wang Mountain, he was kidnapped by a cultivator bandit who wanted to use this eye to torment him. In the end, he withstood the pain, and the eye was assimilated and taken away by him.

During this period, the right eye has played a significant role.

The right eye can slow down opponents, detect the intent to kill, and enhance the release effect of the Heavenly Slaying Technique.

Now, it has another透视 (see-through) ability!

It's important to note that the barrier in front of him is a special ability. Even a late-stage Core Formation cultivator cannot see through it without using powerful divine sense intentionally.

However, his right eye can!

This shows how terrifying the right eye is.

As his realm improves, the power of the right eye becomes stronger.

Therefore, Jiang Ping'an is very curious about the right eye.

Although he doesn't know whose eye it is, he can be sure that the owner was no ordinary person in life.

Jiang Ping'an knows very little about the eye, and thinking hard won't yield much, so he doesn't waste time overthinking it.

He continues to digest the Holy Body blood and冲击 (冲击 means 'impact' or 'strike') the acupoints on his body.

Using the Holy Body blood, he has opened ten more acupoints, leaving him with ten more to reach the standard of seventy.

With the confidence given by the Holy Body blood, Jiang Ping'an feels that the standard he set for his breakthrough is a bit low.

So he sets a new goal: to open one hundred acupoints and then form a Blood Pearl.

The more acupoints he opens, the harder it becomes, not because breaking through the acupoints is difficult, but because he needs to control his power. Any slight mistake could lead to a breakthrough.

It's like a dam; it can only hold a certain amount of water. Exceeding this limit will cause the dam to break.

The more acupoints he opens now, the better his foundation will be, and the more powerful he will become in the future.

In the following days, Jiang Ping'an absorbs the Holy Body blood every day, impacts acupoints, and strengthens his body, making his physical attributes increasingly robust.

At the same time, he studies the "Lightning Flash" and the "Limitless Fist."

At the same cultivation level, the stronger the martial arts one masters, the stronger their combat power will be.

The flying boat continues to travel at high speed toward the City of Hades, with passengers occasionally boarding and disembarking.

On the tenth day, Meng Jing suddenly came to Jiang Ping'an's room, her eyes red and tears welling up. She sat down without saying a word, looking extremely aggrieved and pitiful.

Jiang Ping'an opened his eyes and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Didn't you get the pastries today?"

"Am I such an incapable girl? I lost one million spirit stones!"

Meng Jing couldn't hold back and burst into tears, tears streaming down her face.

"Lost one million? How did you lose it?"

Jiang Ping'an was taken aback. The total assets of an ordinary Core Formation cultivator wouldn't even reach one million, and she lost one million.

"I saw everyone gambling with stones, so I joined in. But I couldn't cut out any good stones, and the more I failed, the more anxious I became. The more anxious I became, the more I wanted to win back my losses. In the end, I lost one million spirit stones, wailing!"

Meng Jing threw herself into Jiang Ping'an's arms and cried loudly, regretting her decision to cut stones. One million spirit stones could buy so many pastries!

Jiang Ping'an felt helpless, "Don't gamble. Stay away from anything related to gambling. The house is not a generous child."

"But some people cut out good things. That damn Zhou Feng cut out an ancient weapon fragment and sold it for over three million spirit stones."

Meng Jing sobbed, filled with frustration. She became more anxious because she wanted to outdo Zhou Feng.

But she didn't succeed and ended up losing one million.

Jiang Ping'an was slightly stunned, "You can cut out weapon fragments?"

He remembered that Old Li said that gambling with stones involves cutting some mineral scraps, which might yield rare minerals.

But he didn't hear that weapon fragments could be cut out.

"Not just weapon fragments."

Meng Jing lifted her red eyes and pouted, "The person in charge of the gambling stones also said that if you have good luck, you can cut out extinct heavenly treasures. Some people even cut out ancient powerhouses."

Hearing this, Jiang Ping'an gained new knowledge.

If ancient powerhouses can be cut out, it's truly astonishing.

"Take me to see it."

Jiang Ping'an was curious.

"Don't you dare play with the stones like me. It's all a scam." Meng Jing warned, sharing her experience of being deceived.

"Don't worry, I won't gamble with the stones." Jiang Ping'an wasn't going to gamble; he just wanted to take a look.

Meng Jing wiped her eyes and led Jiang Ping'an to the rest area of the flying boat.

A large number of cultivators gathered here, with dancers performing on the stage and people drinking and eating together.

Some were gathered in the gambling stone area, either dejected or extremely excited.

Only a few had smiles on their faces, clearly having made a profit.

Jiang Ping'an recognized a few familiar faces.

Jin Lin cut open the stone in front of him, but found nothing, and in anger, he punched the stone, turning it into powder.

"Damn! Another million spirit stones gone!"

Jin Lin was furious and looked at a young man in a simple robe beside him.

The young man looked ordinary, with no detectable energy fluctuations.

"Brother Fang, can't even your mental power see through these stones?"

Fang Xing shook his head, "Although the stones that conceal treasures are ordinary, these ordinary stones are the mother stones that protect the mineral veins, evolved by the laws of heaven and earth. No mental power or divine sense can see through them, unless there are holes in the stones."

"If the mineral veins could be detected by divine sense, all the mineral veins in the world would have been found by the powerful long ago."

Due to the laws of heaven and earth, not only can Core Formation cultivators' divine sense not penetrate the mother stones, but even late-stage Core Formation and even stronger cultivators cannot detect the contents of the mother stones.

Otherwise, the gambling stone industry wouldn't exist.

"Such a loss. I should have stopped earlier. I lost several million." Jin Lin cursed, feeling very heartbroken and regretful for his impulsiveness.

He was about to go back to practice when he suddenly saw a familiar face.

"Hey, Brother Jiang!"

Jin Lin was delighted and quickly ran over to put his arm around the other's shoulder, "It's rare to see you. Practicing every day is so boring."

"He was severely injured by two sword strikes, with no chance to resist. How can he show his face?" Feng Yuchen, who was drinking nearby, said casually.

"Shut your dirty mouth!" Meng Jing, like a spiky hedgehog, shouted at Feng Yuchen.

Feng Yuchen didn't dare to conflict with Meng Jing and kept quiet.

Jiang Ping'an ignored him and focused his gaze on a pile of stones ahead.

Some cultivators stood outside the stone area, looking from a distance, searching for stones with good appearances.

"Haha, I cut out an exquisite crystal! This is worth at least fifty million spirit stones!"

A cultivator suddenly burst into loud laughter.

In front of him was a pile of broken stones, with a unique crystal among them, somewhat like a spirit stone but purer.

As the stone was cut, the area was enveloped in a surge of energy.

"This is not an exquisite crystal, just an ordinary one, worth only five million spirit stones." The person in charge of the gambling stones said.

The laughing cultivator's laughter abruptly stopped. He had bought the stone for six million, and now he only made five million, losing one million!

The cultivator's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

When Jiang Ping'an looked at the pile of stones, his expression suddenly changed, but he quickly returned to normal.

He walked straight over and pointed to a black stone about half a person's height, asking, "How much is that stone?"

The person in charge of the gambling stones, seeing another young man, rubbed his hands and ran over, thinking he had another big spender, and said with a smile,

"Sir, this stone is quite large and was dug from a mineral vein that has been burning for over a hundred thousand years. There's a chance it contains a Black Flame Firestone, which contains fire attribute laws. If cut out, it can be sold for a high price of a million spirit stones!"

Meng Jing quickly pulled Jiang Ping'an aside, "Don't listen to his nonsense. He just told me that a stone could yield a treasure worth ten million, but it was all lies."

The person in charge of the gambling stones smiled and said, "Gambling with stones inevitably leads to failure. That young man cut out an ancient weapon fragment and made over three million spirit stones."

He pointed to a young man nearby watching the dancers, who was Zhou Feng.

Zhou Feng was surrounded by dancers, who were flirting with him.

"How much is this black stone?" Jiang Ping'an asked again.

"Not expensive, not expensive, eighty million spirit stones." The person in charge of the gambling stones smiled.

He loved these talented young men, who were naive and rich.