Fan Zhuo spoke with a serious tone, his eyes locked onto the Black Jade Stone as a sudden sparkle shone from deep within his clear eyes.
"Black Silver?" Rong Ruo's eyes suddenly narrowed when she heard the term used. She looked at Fan Zhuo, her eyes seemingly seeking for something.
Qiao Chu and the others had a queer look in their eyes as well, but their curious look in their stares suddenly disappeared as quickly as they had appeared.
"It is a kind of metal extremely suitable for the forging of spirit rings. It is very rare, that big piece of Black Jade Rock there would only yield an amount of Black Silver roughly the size of a pigeon's egg." Fan Zhuo was absorbed in his explanation and he suddenly hesitated a moment before he turned to Jun Xie.
"Little Xie, that item is really suitable for the forging of everyone's spirits rings, why don't I try to place a bid for it?"
