A chorus of sharp inhalations instantly rose within the hall.
Worth five hundred million High-grade Spirit Stones—Saint-tier Magic Tools truly were extraordinary.
"Looks like there's no hope for me in this lifetime..." A newly advanced Body Integration cultivator shook his head and sighed, gazing reluctantly at the Saint-tier Magic Tool he had set his heart on.
Mo Wentian's hand trembled faintly on its own as he mused inwardly, It is a Saint-tier Magic Tool, after all. Five hundred million High-grade Spirit Stones really isn't expensive.
That said, to him, that price was still an astronomical figure.
He could not help looking toward Ye Moyuan, who wore Saint-tier Armor, and silently made up his mind.
He believed that as long as he worked hard enough in the future and made tremendous contributions to the Myriad Phenomena Domain and the Domain Lord, he too would have a chance to obtain a Saint-tier Magic Tool.
The Black Robe Envoy stared fixedly at the floating Saint-tier Magic Tools, his eyes webbed with bloodshot veins.
Five hundred million High-grade Spirit Stones—the number echoed endlessly in his mind.
In the Spirit Realm, even a mid-stage Body Integration Realm powerhouse like him possessed no more than one hundred million High-grade Spirit Stones in total.
But if five hundred million High-grade Spirit Stones could truly be exchanged for a Saint-tier Magic Tool, then even if he had to smash pots and sell iron, sell his soul, sell his body, he would still buy one.
The effects a Saint-tier Magic Tool could bring, and the increase in battle strength it could provide, went without saying.
Worth it. More than worth it.
Unfortunately, in the Spirit Realm, Saint-tier Magic Tools were simply treasures with a price but no market. It was not as though having Spirit Stones meant one could