"One thousand two hundred low-grade spirit stones!"0

Luo Chen stared at the pile before him, warmth blooming in his chest. That was what those so-called kind souls had brought him not just bruises and flying swords, but a fortune hefty enough to buy six bottles of Dust Transformation pills. And when he added that to yesterday's gains, along with his prior savings, his total spirit stones had finally crossed the two-thousand mark.0

"I guess I can call this a small fortune now," he murmured.0

Luo Chen felt well-equipped with over two thousand spirit stones in fixed savings, top-grade enchanted offensive artifacts like the Soul-Breaking Nail, long spear, and Ice Snow Flying Sword, plus the defensive robe he'd just stripped off someone, not to mention the versatile Four Symbols Cauldron. And that's not even counting the mid-grade enchanted artifacts like the jade blade, white planks, or bells.0

All things considered, Luo Chen's personal arsenal and resources ranked him squarely among the elite of late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators. But his smile wavered as he thought about how he'd actually acquired these treasures. Except for the Four Symbols Cauldron, which he'd mooched off Mi Shuhua, everything else was...0

Cultivation...0