"Three thousand five hundred spirit stones—if I exchange them for spirit medicine, it'll be enough to support my cultivation all the way to the Foundation Establishment Realm."
"Jiang Han, don't disappoint me."
"If you dare pocket the materials, then the next time we meet, I'll cut you down with one sword. Not even the Immortal Palace will be able to protect you..."
Su Bai rested briefly where he stood, recovering his spiritual power.
Then he rose on his artifact and headed for the banks of the Blood River.
He had already swept clean the shoreline on the left side of the secret realm.
But the spirit medicines along the right bank remained untouched, waiting for Su Bai to pick them.
For the remaining time, Su Bai followed the right bank and gathered spirit medicine.
This time, Su Bai was even more cautious. Any spirit medicine that Clear Heart Sword Intent sensed even the slightest danger from, he abandoned outright.
After all, the spirit medicine in his Storage Bag was already worth more than ten thousand spirit stones, enough to meet the sect's requirements.
From here on, his own safety naturally came first.
And so, Su Bai spent the last few hours on the Secret Realm Right Bank.
The Teleportation Mark on the back of his hand began to tingle faintly, signaling that the three days were up and that he could leave the Blood River Secret Realm.
Standing by the riverbank, Su Bai could see that the restraining force above the Blood River was gradually weakening.
The surface of the Blood River had begun to churn violently. From time to time, monsters broke through the water, only to be suppressed back down by some force. The scene was perilous and thrilling.
If he delayed leaving, then even on the shore,