Qingyi calculated exactly how many affinity-boosting pills he would need to buy, taking into account what Feiyan's production had already accumulated.
In total, to raise all his remaining affinities to over one million, he would need about two hundred and ten million Lust Points—if he was lucky.
If he were extremely unlucky with the pills, a little over three hundred million.
Qingyi didn't waste any time thinking about it. He spent the money without batting an eye.
Immediately afterward, he began swallowing the tons of pills he'd bought, one batch after another. The bitter, earthy taste built up on his tongue until it coated the back of his throat.
It was an absurd amount—the kind of thing that would cause any other cultivator's body to explode into pieces—but Qingyi's body was simply too strong for that.
