The first cut indeed revealed jade—an old pit Glass type, with translucency in the high grades.
"Old pit, there's still a chance," Taoist Bei Sheng said, staring intently.
However, from another direction, red jade with floating flower patterns was cut out.
"Two-color floating flowers!" one of the judges exclaimed in surprise.
Two-color floating flowers were rare and valuable, but winning this competition with them would be very challenging.
Bei Sheng clenched his fists tightly. Two-color jade can't beat them, he thought. Three-color won't do either. Only if there's four-color.
If it were a four-color floating flower type, the value of this jade would be earth-shattering.
But in the end, there were only two-color floating flowers. The jade stone was also large enough, and the judges valued it at one hundred million.
"Lost." Taoist Bei Sheng's mind buzzed, his whole body shaking violently.
Outsiders murmured among themselves. "The Gambling King has lost."
