After arranging the room, Lin Yifan took out many vegetable seeds and handed them to the won to keep.
Additionally, he moved out several cages of poultry and placed them in the livestock shed for dostication.
The ho was fully equipped, with plenty of food and silver taels prepared. The won could live here without worry.
Seeing all that Lin Yifan had done for them, the won were filled with gratitude, beyond words.
"Thank you, hero, for everything you've done for us. We will never forget it in this lifeti."
"It was a small effort, no need for thanks."
Lin Yifan was accustod to doing good deeds, and he had gained many treasures along the way, so it was not a loss.
"Hero! When are you leaving?"
Lin Yifan did not belong to their world, and his departure was inevitable. They wanted to cook him a nice al before he left.
"I will leave first thing tomorrow morning," Lin Yifan replied.
Everything that needed to be done was complete, and the won would have to manage on their own.
"So soon? Why not stay a few more days?"
"I've been delayed here long enough, and can't linger any longer," Lin Yifan answered.
"Alright, then tomorrow we'll cook for you, hero."
"No need, I'll find sothing to eat outside."
"No, we insist on cooking this al for you, hero."
The won were so earnest that Lin Yifan had no choice but to accept their request.
That night, after everyone was asleep, Lin Yifan secretly entered the Seven-Colored Immortal Ring to start stone cutting.
He had spent a lot of money on these stones, hoping they would yield sothing.
Nothing was found in the first stone he cut.
The second stone revealed a bit of jade.
The third stone also had so jade.
However, these things weren't very valuable, and he felt he had made a big loss; his judgnt was not very keen.
"Damn, could it be that there are only such diocre things?"
He was increasingly uneasy, feeling he had made a mistake.
The money was already spent, whether or not anything was found was up to chance, and Lin Yifan felt that even a big loss would at least teach him where he went wrong.
In stone gambling, one cannot expect smooth sailing; only by accumulating experience can one beco a master.
So, he continued cutting stones to see if there were other discoveries.
"Sssh!"
The fourth, fifth, and sixth stones all yielded unidentifiable items.
It was not until the seventh stone that he found a small discovery.
He cut out a beautiful blue crystal stone, valued at approximately five hundred thousand, which recouped much of his initial investnt.
He hoped for big discoveries from the next three stones, otherwise, he would still face a significant loss.
With anticipation, he cut the eighth stone, and the result left him utterly despairing.
Nothing ca from it, a complete waste of over a hundred thousand dollars.
"Damn, just when I got a taste of success, I'm back to square one. It's infuriating."
Lin Yifan's mood was like a roller coaster, rising and falling, extrely distressed.
Perhaps that was the allure of stone gambling—to either make you ecstatic or cause imnse pain.
Lin Yifan accepted it, even if it led to a significant loss.
He then continued to cut the ninth stone.
The ninth stone was the one he prized most; he felt certain it contained a treasure, and a big one at that.
The stone seed to be a gem, with promising texture, color, and shape, indicating it held sothing exceptional.
Without delay, he quickly cut it open.
"Crack!"
One cut revealed nothing; another cut still yielded nothing.
At this point, he had little hope, so he quickly made several cuts.
"Sssh!"
After cutting the ninth stone into several pieces, he was utterly disheartened, losing interest in cutting the final stone.
It seed that in stone gambling, what one believes is right isn't always so.
"Sigh!"
He sighed to himself, feeling a significant loss was imminent.
The last stone he didn't have high hopes for, as it was selected by his sixth sense rather than his judgnt.
He wasn't sure if it contained treasure, only that he had to acquire it.
This stone was bought from the first stone-gambling shop, appearing as if corroded by strong acid, with many small pits.
Its volu wasn't large, but its value wasn't low. He felt it was a loss when purchasing it.
However, the shop owner said the stone had hidden value. Lin Yifan felt the sa at the ti, which was why he bought it.
Regardless, this was sothing chosen by his sixth sense, so he had to respect it, starting to cut the final stone with a heavy heart.
"Ssh!"
The first cut revealed nothing, as usual.
With the second cut, he noticed sothing.
He saw sothing yellow, very smooth on the surface, unsure of what it was.
He carefully continued cutting, and the yellow object slowly revealed its true form.
Upon seeing its true form, he was shocked—it was a Spiritual Pearl, specifically a pseudo-Eight Trigrams Spiritual Bead of Great Immortal level.
Its value would be at least ten million; even at one hundred million, it might be priceless.
He felt he had struck it rich, confirming that the shop owner hadn't lied—it was indeed a treasure stone.
"Whew! Fantastic! Simply fantastic!"
He was extrely excited, as this ensured the setup of an even more powerful array.
Unfortunately, there was only one; having eight of such pseudo-Eight Trigrams Spiritual Beads of the sa level would be extraordinary!
After cutting all ten stones, the results were generally fruitful.
However, this stone gambling experience taught him that his judgnt could be inaccurate, and that there were significant risks involved.
Yet the excitent and rewards of stone gambling were irresistible; he decided to study stone gambling techniques and strive for endless discoveries.
With a joyful mood, he left the Seven-Colored Immortal Ring and returned outside to sleep.
Soon, he suddenly heard a noise at the door, followed by it opening.
Instinctively, he remained on alert, ready to fend off any attack.
However, he had built this place himself, safeguarded by a strong array and impenetrably secure; no ordinary person could enter. Even if they did, it would have made a lot of noise, and he would be aware.
So who had hostile intentions against him? Could it be soone among the won who was dissatisfied?
Whatever the case, he could only wait and see.
A figure quietly approached his bedside without looking around or deploying hidden weapons to attack the sleeping Lin Yifan.
Lin Yifan was curious about what this person intended to do.
The next second, the figure took a deep breath, swiftly undressing, seemingly intending to do sothing.
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