Half a day had passed since they left the bounds of Nanwa Snow Mountain.
Only now did the cultivators of Great River Market, still shaken to the core, gradually settle down.
On a Luo Tian Association ship.
Wang Yuan quietly entered Luo Chen's cabin.
"You truly have grand courage!"
"You scattered so many High-Grade Jade Marrow Pills in one go. That was worth tens of thousands of Spirit Stones."
"Tut, tut. You didn't see it then—the independent cultivators on the ships bringing up the rear were utterly dumbfounded, their eyes stretched wide as could be."
Facing Wang Yuan's praise, Luo Chen remained calm.
By now, the spiritual power he had expended was gradually recovering.
After a cultivator established their foundation, so long as they did not unleash too much spiritual power all at once, they could recover rapidly.
This trait originated from the Spiritual Qi Cloud of the Qi Refining Ninth Layer.
After Foundation Establishment, its effects doubled.
Together with the automatic qi recovery of his Yi Wood Medicine King Scripture, its effect exceeded that of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators by several times.
"I had to do it then."
"The Li Family and the Nangong Family lost a great number of tamed spirit beasts, while Wang Haichao paid a huge sum of Spirit Stones. I had to lose something as well, or they would feel unbalanced."
Wang Yuan nodded.
In such matters, Luo Chen had always thought more thoroughly than he had.
Yet he could not understand it. In that situation, had Luo Chen not been overly benevolent and compassionate?
With his own temperament, he could not be bothered with whether those independent cultivators lived or died.
Perhaps sensing Wang Yuan's suppressed confusion, Luo Chen said evenly, "Once we go elsewhere, the greatest problem will be that we are strangers