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My Mother-in-Law Gifted Me a Building

Chapter 111: 10 Billion · Oct 19, 2026

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101 Chapter 101: Looking for a Job 2026-10-19
102 Chapter 102: The Village is Pretty Good, Too 2026-10-19
103 Chapter 103: Hitting a Wall 2026-10-19
104 Chapter 104: Fastening Screws on the Assembly Line 2026-10-19
105 Chapter 105: Foundation Establishment Realm 2026-10-19
106 Chapter 106: Entering the Factory 2026-10-19
107 Chapter 107: The High Seas 2026-10-19
108 Chapter 108: Boarding the Cruise Ship 2026-10-19
109 Chapter 109: All In 2026-10-19
110 Chapter 110: A Bit Ruthless 2026-10-19
111 Chapter 111: 10 Billion 2026-10-19
112 Chapter 112: Going Big 2026-10-19
113 Chapter 113: Raking in Tens of Billions 2026-10-19
114 Chapter 114: We’ll Cooperate Again 2026-10-19
115 Chapter 115: Massive Merit 2026-10-19
116 Chapter 116: Exhausted to the Point of Collapse 2026-10-19
117 Chapter 117: Buying You a Big G 2026-10-19
118 Chapter 118: Winter Lotus 2026-10-19
119 Chapter 119: Over 300 Years Old 2026-10-19
120 Chapter 120: Making a Friend 2026-10-19
121 Chapter 121: Soul Body 2026-10-19
122 Chapter 122: Haunted 2026-10-19
123 Chapter 123: Graveyard 2026-10-19
124 Chapter 124: Scolding You 2026-10-19
125 Chapter 125: Ten Thousand Year Jade Spirit Marrow 2026-10-19
126 Chapter 126: Counterfeit 2026-10-19
127 Chapter 127: Got It 2026-10-19
128 Chapter 128: Warehouse 2026-10-19
129 Chapter 129: Future Daughter-in-law 2026-10-19
130 Chapter 130: The Meeting 2026-10-19
131 Chapter 131: Future Mother-in-law 2026-10-19
132 Chapter 132: Pill Refining Failure 2026-10-19
133 Chapter 133: Jade Convention 2026-10-19
134 Chapter 134: Big Business 2026-10-19
135 Chapter 135: Miracle 2026-10-19
136 Chapter 136: Worth Tens of Billions 2026-10-19
137 Chapter 137: The Auction Begins 2026-10-19
138 Chapter 138: Don’t Want to Bid 2026-10-19
139 Chapter 139: Yield It to Me 2026-10-19
140 Chapter 140: A Single Cut 2026-10-19
141 Chapter 141: Gold-inlaid Jade 2026-10-19
142 Chapter 142: Making a Move 2026-10-19
143 Chapter 143: 35 Million 2026-10-19
144 Chapter 144: 5-Colored Jade 2026-10-19
145 Chapter 145: A Three-Way Split 2026-10-19
146 Chapter 146: No Children 2026-10-19
147 Chapter 147: Nourishing Source Liquid 2026-10-19
148 Chapter 148: Sit Down and Eat Together 2026-10-19
149 Chapter 149: Sparring 2026-10-19
150 Chapter 150: First Taste of Nourishing Source Liquid 2026-10-19

”Heh, young man, it’s better to be a little more cautious. When you’re too young and hot-headed, it’s easy to take a tumble,” Liu Song said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

In his heart, he already hated Chu Feng to the bone. This was an undisguised warning.

But would Chu Feng be afraid?

He simply smiled back and replied, ”Isn’t everyone here to gamble today? Since we’re gambling, who cares about being hot-headed? We’re all just trying to win based on our own skills.”

”That’s right! My friend here is absolutely correct. We’re all here to gamble, and everyone wants to win. As they say, fortune favors the bold. If you want to win big, how can you do it without some guts?”

”If you don’t have the guts, you have no business playing here.”

Zhao Liu sneered from the side. Chu Feng was winning money for him, so now that Liu Song was warning him, how could Zhao Liu not step in?

”Fine! Sixth Master, you said it yourself,” Liu Song said, smiling at Zhao Liu.

He might have been smiling, but inwardly, he was already cursing all eighteen generations of Zhao Liu’s ancestors.

”Since Sixth Master feels that way, why don’t we raise the stakes? How about a ten million ante, with minimum bets of ten million?” Liu Song said, turning to the others.

Everyone here was a big shot, all of them rich and powerful.

So for people like them, that amount of money was nothing.

Soon, everyone was in agreement.

”Let’s continue,” Chu Feng said.

Soon, the cards were dealt again. Everyone’s ante was ten million, meaning the pot was already close to two hundred million from the antes alone.

Chu Feng was completely unfazed.

’To him, this wasn’t money. It was just a number.’

”One billion!” Without even looking at his cards, Chu Feng bluntly bet the maximum.

Everyone stared at Chu Feng. They suspected that if there were no betting cap, this kid would have just bet ten billion outright.

”Son of a bitch, is he trying to see who’s richer? I call!” a middle-aged man snapped, unhesitatingly matching Chu Feng’s one billion.

Chu Feng merely glanced at the man and instantly knew his hand.

’Three sixes. And the guy cheated to get them.’ Chu Feng saw it all clearly but didn’t care.

’As long as he has the money, let him bet. I’m going to win anyway.’

Some players with weaker hands chose to fold.

But a few stubborn ones chose to go head-to-head with Chu Feng until the very end.

”I’m in for a billion,” said a man in a gray suit who looked to be in his fifties, sporting a large potbelly.

A smug smile played on his lips, as if he was extremely confident in his hand.

Chu Feng’s eyes swept over him, and he saw his hand clearly: three tens!

”I’ll call as well. One billion!” Liu Song chimed in with a smile. He held three Kings—nearly the best hand possible.

His smile was somewhat sinister, the kind that could make your skin crawl.

But to Chu Feng, even a snarling grin was nothing to be afraid of. He feared no one here.

After all, he was a master of the Foundation Establishment Realm. He could take on dozens of ordinary men by himself, maybe even a hundred.

The pot was now worth nearly 4.2 billion.

”Looks like you all have pretty good hands,” Chu Feng said with a faint smile, raising the bet. ”But I’ll keep going. One billion.”

Chu Feng’s smile made the three remaining players hesitate.

’This kid... could his hand really be better than mine?’ The first middle-aged man began to waver, his expression souring.

”I’m calling you!” After a moment’s hesitation, the man threw in another billion to see Chu Feng’s cards.

”Fine by me. Let the dealer check the cards. I won’t look. Just tell me the result,” Chu Feng said.

A dealer came over and placed both their hands into a machine. The result appeared quickly, ready to be announced.

”Mr. Chu wins!” The middle-aged man’s face went rigid. He refused to believe the result, but one look at the cards left him completely stunned.

In this one hand, he had thrown in two billion, and it was all gone in a flash.

”Fuck!” he couldn’t help but curse.

It was also three of a kind, but Chu Feng’s hand was much, much better than his.

Having lost, the man had no choice but to accept his rotten luck.

Now, it was the pot-bellied man in his fifties’ turn.

After seeing what had just happened, he was now faced with a difficult decision.

The flesh on his face was visibly trembling.

Finally, after a period of agonizing hesitation, he chose to fold.

If he chose to call, it would cost him another billion. If the other remaining player continued to raise instead of calling, he’d have to put in another billion—a total of two billion.

And he was very likely to lose.

Now, it was Liu Song’s turn.

”I’ll raise another billion,” Liu Song said with a smile.

”One billion,” Chu Feng said, smiling as well.

’In truth, he knew that when his cards went into the machine earlier, Liu Song had found out what he was holding.’

’At that moment, Liu Song’s expression had shifted ever so slightly.’

’However, a special mechanism inside the machine quickly swapped out Chu Feng’s cards.’

’His original three Aces were replaced with three Queens.’

”Another billion from me. Young man, are you really that confident in your hand?” Liu Song’s smile widened. He had no intention of calling for a showdown just yet.

Unfortunately for him, Chu Feng had no intention of calling for a showdown either.

”One billion.” Chu Feng remained unfazed.

Many people in the crowd were stunned. These two were just too ruthless.

”That kid is incredible! He’s insane! A single game is already getting into the tens of billions!”

”This game is just too intense. It’s only been about ten minutes, and the stakes are already this high.”

Not counting the four billion Chu Feng himself had bet, the pot for this hand held another 6.2 billion.

Zhao Liu, watching from the side, was completely dumbfounded.

Chu Feng was just too damn aggressive.

The stakes for a single hand were higher than the annual net profit of a company with a market cap of a hundred billion!

Even though he was the transportation king of Beihai, with assets worth over a hundred billion, he was utterly terrified by numbers this large.

In fact, the fifteen billion he had brought today was his entire net worth.

While on the surface he was the transportation king of Beihai, in reality, he was just working for the Zhao Family.

That he had been allowed to amass over ten billion for himself was already impressive enough.

This was the result of several decades of work, and his personal fortune was still so meager in comparison. Now, Chu Feng was about to catch up to him in a single game.

To put it in perspective, the entire cruise ship they were on was only worth about ten billion.

Liu Song’s expression finally shifted.

”Kid, are you sure you want to keep playing?” Liu Song asked with a sneer. ”Will you even have enough money to call me when the time comes?”

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