Ten Years to Ascension, a True Spirit Scion (4k, Please Subscribe)

"Only, two hundred and sixty thousand spirit crystals... that sum is simply too great. Even if this old Daoist emptied his entire fortune, it would not be enough. I hope Fellow Daoist Wen can understand."

The Blind Daoist gave a bitter laugh.

If possible, he did not wish to offend Wei Tu, that baleful star, over a few spirit crystals. But helplessly, he truly could not produce such an enormous number of spirit crystals all at once.

Over the past two hundred years, Stone Mortar Mountain had occupied two regions, and its income had indeed increased substantially compared to the past. Yet accordingly, its expenditures had also risen greatly... His breakthrough in cultivation alone had consumed no fewer than eighty thousand spirit crystals, not to mention that a considerable portion had been used to reward disciples and recruit followers.

Thus, even after counting everything, the spirit crystals on his person combined with those in Stone Mortar Mountain's treasury amounted to only one hundred and seventy or eighty thousand—far short of the two hundred and sixty thousand Wei Tu demanded.

But having said this much, when he saw that Wei Tu's expression remained calm and that he merely drank his tea, the Blind Daoist's heart jolted. He hurriedly added, "Of course, that is only the number of spirit crystals. If the other spiritual items and treasures on this old Daoist's person are included and converted in value, they should make up the two hundred and sixty thousand spirit crystals."

Spirit crystals could be earned again.

Spirit treasures could be refined again.

But if he provoked Wei Tu, the Blind Daoist reckoned that his little frame would not be enough for Wei Tu to tear apart—he had not seen Seven-Leaf Master's corpse himself, but Mao Wenhan's wariness toward Wei Tu spoke volumes.