"The Artifact Spirit senior calculated all the Spirit Stones we've accumulated over the years and offered a price of up to 1.5 billion Spirit Stones."
"The other party was not satisfied, saying they wanted 2 billion."
"Finally, we bargained it down to 1.7 billion, and then, in these recent days, we gathered the last 200 million Spirit Stones to send them to the Artifact Spirit senior. After that... well, senior, you know what happened afterward."
The host spoke with a sense of loss. After all, for a long time, that Artifact Spirit senior had acted like a wise sage, guiding them forward. Now, with this guiding light suddenly gone, they felt empty, uncertain about who to follow next.
"Quite well, quite well..."
Chen Qiu took another deep breath, murmuring to himself. He felt as if he'd exhausted all his life's breath today. Clearly, that Artifact Spirit senior wasn't very smart, or maybe he was just newly arrived on the Continent.
