Cutting With Stone Book Review Novels & Stories

He cut the stone swiftly without hesitation. Enzo tried to stop him, but it was too late. He had wanted to plan out a strategy to cut the stone, but it was too late. The stone and Enzo’s heart were broken at the same time. There was nothing inside the stone. It was clean of anything else. Waylan cut it into a few more pieces in fear that no one believed that there was nothing in the stone. “Do I need to cut it even smaller?” There was nothing else to cut. The stone was obliterated even more than Dominic’s stone. Cutting it any further would turn it into dust. How embarrassing!

It seemed that these things were really valuable. "It's just the beginning. I'm sure I will have more luck." During the conversation, he selected another stone with more vivid Spiritual Qi and sent it to the stone-cutter. "Master, you should be careful. I think there must be jade in this stone." "Don't worry, lad. I'm very precise." The stone-cutter was really experienced. He quickly polished an area on one side of the stone with a grinding wheel and observed carefully while polishing it. Suddenly, his face changed and his movements became more careful. Soon he stopped the machine and grabbed a rag to rub the powder off the stone, then he poured some water over it.

She shrugs, “Some larger pieces are around half a grand.” Tru goes to her closet and moves some things before pulling out a decorative box. She pulls off the lid and moves around packing material until she uncovers a smooth black stone. Tru pulls the rock out of the box and sets it on the bed. It looks slick, but she said her brother cut his hand. I lightly run my fingers over the top and question how anyone could cut themselves on it.

No one was optimistic about Yang Xiao, and even Bai Yujing did not speak for Yang Xiao. Most of the time, the first piece of raw stone in the auction was the appetizer to improve the atmosphere and to prepare for the finale. Yang Xiao did not argue with Zhang Zihao. He picked up his own raw stone and handed it to the stone master. "Master, please grind it for me!" "Dig it open?" The stone-cutter was stunned. It was worth mentioning that there were two kinds of stone cutting. The most common one was cutting, and the next one was grinding.

Just red. I reached for it and then paused. I could no longer hear the voices. “Hello!” I called out. “Am I supposed to touch this?” I asked. There was a long silence. Knowing I wasn't going to get an answer, I reached out and touched the stone. It was cold against my touch. Very cold. I rubbed it; it had a ragged texture. I carelessly ran my thumb over its edge, and suddenly I got a cut. A drop of blood spilled on the stone, and I dropped it quickly, dipping my finger in my mouth. I sucked it, trying to numb the pain and stop the bleeding.

My heart skipped a beat when he picked up her hand and was about to cut her palm. I immediately moved but stopped when he glared at me. I knew he was here to help but it was still…. I turned my head and he carried on with his procedure. Cutting her palm he took a few drops of blood and dropped them on the stone. The red stone shone black light. It was extremely ominous. His lips pursed in a thin line as a frown appeared on his face. His head dropped with a sigh as he turned to me.

Alexander judged this to be the end of the forbidden land, a place where all those who survived the descent would inevitably converge. "What's this?" Alexander's gaze fell upon the stone wall in front of him. It was adorned with the complete Moon Deity's Nine Slashes Sword manual, every move meticulously engraved. Despite the passage of years, the sword intent was palpable. "What a powerful sword intent. It must be nearing its limit," Alexander mused, admiring the craftsmanship. As he drew his sword, he compared his techniques to those etched in the stone. The creator of the moves was clearly a formidable opponent.

Chapter 622 For a moment, the stone cutter hesitated to continue cutting the stone. After a while, he picked up a signal from Lewis and continued his work. His cutting movements were much more cautious than before. While the others were shocked, Harriet remained calm. She smiled at Lily and said, "Miss Lynch, I don't think we'll need an appraisal. Everyone here can tell whose stone is more valuable." Lily's eyes glinted with malice, and she clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh.

Seeing that her attitude didn’t change, he felt better and continued to cut the stone however someone didn’t feel good after being ignored and seen as air. “I will make sure to make you kowtow and crawl between my legs when you lose!” he harrumphed at her but K simply raised the corner of her lips and looked at her stone. “Look that is a window!” someone exclaimed as color green showed on the stone. The old man’s hands trembled as he kept on cutting. He felt very excited as he saw that this stone might carry jade. He had forgotten how long it had been since his shop cut a jade.

the cutter asked. The crowd watched curiously, wondering what Andrew could possibly do at this point. "This stone can be cut further, don't you think?" Andrew smiled, pointing at the multicolored piece. The cutter was taken aback and replied, "Mr. Lloyd, we've already reached the core layer. Further cutting would be pointless." Elsie and the others frowned deeply at Andrew's suggestion. The massive stone had already yielded worthless material and cutting it further would only destroy its integrity and decrease its value even more.