The Spiritual Qi contained within 500,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones was like a great river. If it were all extracted, it would be more than enough to replenish a hundred Ultimate Venerables. Yet, the young man before him claimed that this many Spirit Stones could only fill half of his Qi Sea. How could Yi Cheng not be on the verge of a breakdown?
And most importantly, all the assets of his own family, all told, would only amount to three hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones...
Yi Cheng felt like he couldn't breathe and was about to pass out.
'And to think I'd just shamelessly boasted that he could ask for as many as he needed...'
"What's wrong, Senior Yi Cheng? Do you find this difficult? If so, then let's just forget it. Five hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones are indeed not something an ordinary person can produce!"
Seeing his expression, Nie Yun more or less understood the situation. Not wanting to make things difficult for him, he shook his head.
