"Fifty thousand? A thousand soul cauldrons?"
Uncle Cockscomb sprang to his feet upon hearing those two numbers. Staring wide-eyed at Li Tianming, he was struck speechless. "My goodness, what do you need so many treasures for, cultivating all by yourself?"
Li Tianming looked troubled as he spoke with complete seriousness. "At present, over ninety percent of the Primordial Chaos Clan in the Sky Origin Camp have enormous issues with me. They all want to kick me down to the Earth Origin Camp. This time, it was five sixth-stage Extreme Realm cultivators. At the next centennial assessment, who knows how many more will join forces against me? I have to grow stronger as quickly as possible. Even if my realm becomes unstable, I must force a breakthrough and remain in the Sky Origin Camp. If that truly does not work, I will need to spend money to ward off disaster and do my best to improve my relationships with them! The training grounds of the Sky Origin Camp and Earth Origin Camp are fundamentally different. If I fall into the Earth Origin Camp, I may very well miss my chance."
"That is far too much!" Even if Uncle Cockscomb added up everything on his person, he did not have that much Black Starcloud Sacrifice. To someone of his standing, it was an untouchable figure.
"Approved."
Yet at that moment, Tian Bai Su readily agreed to Li Tianming's request.
Looking at Li Tianming, he said, "Tianming's mission is arduous and highly dangerous. This concerns the grand course of our Divine Tomb Cult's history, so it is only proper that he needs some funding. More than that, should the Divine Tomb Cult truly seize the Sky Origin Camp through your intelligence one day, I believe the rewards from the cult will be tenfold,