The stall owner fumbled through his storage ring and pulled out two spirit beast eggs, one blue and one red. Their surfaces were covered with intricate patterns, and they seemed to be breathing, undulating slightly.0

Grinning, the stall owner said, "Young Master Fang, both of these are fourth-grade spirit beast eggs, but I cannot determine the exact type of spirit beasts they are. If you are interested, they can be yours for 5,000 low-grade spirit stones."1

5,000 low-grade spirit stones?0

A look of bizarre complexity appeared in the eyes of Immortal Fire Cloud and the others. Such a sum was something they could only dream of having—it was simply out of their reach.0

Sui Nianhua's expression stiffened.0

She glanced at the Spirit Beast Egg in her hand, which was priced at 800 low-grade spirit stones, snorted coldly, and handed the egg back to...0