His Divine Sense swept over the pile. Wang Xiu quickly got a rough count of the Spirit Stones—a little over twenty thousand.
The price was actually more than enough for the three Nourishing Soul Lotuses alone. However, considering Wang Xiu had risked his life gambling against a sixth-level Golden Core Stage old devil to save these three blockheads, nearly dying in the process, he felt he had more than earned the extra few thousand Spirit Stones as a hardship fee.
After all, it wasn't just Daimon Qianmian who had nearly killed him; he had almost been stabbed to death by Li Zuoyue, too. Who was he supposed to complain to about that?!
"Time to escape poverty and get rich!"
Putting away the Spirit Stones from Li Zuoyue and adding them to his own private stash, Wang Xiu's fortune grew ever greater! Even in the Cultivation World, he could be considered a minor tycoon.
Next came the most anticipated part: looting the corpse.
