Tens of thousands of mid-grade spirit stones floated in the air. The other disciples were stunned—even with sect points, accumulating such a sum was impossible. Zhao Ling must have had a lucky encounter.0

Zhao Ling smiled confidently. “How’s this for a prize?” 0

He was delighted with himself, certain the sheer number would intimidate Li Guanqi.0

Li Guanqi looked at them with contempt. He lacked many things, but spirit stones weren’t among them. Forget the payment from the Heavenly Intelligence Pavilion for the Heavenly Intelligence Map—he hadn’t even finished spending what Tang Ru gave him, much less Lu Kangnian’s contr...0