"Ah, well…" Lu Yi scrambled for words. "Spirit jades would make the repair a lot better. Without them, the result won't be nearly as good."
Jiang Chen gave a small nod. "Got it."
"Right. The more spirit jades, the better. Ideally… a hundred and eighty million high-grade ones."
Jiang Chen's eyes widened. "What!? That's eighteen billion low-grade spirit jades! Who in the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star could ever gather that many?"
"Forget it," Jiang Chen muttered, rolling his eyes. "Just use some natural treasures for a normal repair later." He yanked Lu Yi by the collar and pulled him along without waiting for an answer.
"Hey, wait!" Lu Yi shouted into the rushing wind, jaw hanging. "I wasn't finished! Even a smaller amount of spirit jades could still—"
"Enough," Jiang Chen snapped. "The Purple Crest Immortal Sect and Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace are right behind us. Keep your mouth shut if you want to live."
