In the Illusory God Hall, more and more cultivators discovered that the number of Spirit Cores they had obtained did not match the number displayed on the stone stele.
They felt that the Hall Guardian had made a mistake.
"Silence."
The little girl raised her eyes faintly. Her tone was indifferent, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty.
The previously clamorous hall fell silent in an instant. Everyone turned to the Hall Guardian, waiting for her to give them a reasonable explanation.
"The stone stele is not wrong. The number of Spirit Cores displayed on it is the actual number you obtained during the trial.
"I know you are very curious why the number of Spirit Cores shown on the stone stele is lower than the number you obtained."
After a pause, the little girl continued, "Because using the teleportation to leave the island consumes a portion of your Spirit Cores. Naturally, the portion consumed will not be counted."
The moment these words were spoken, many people were immediately stunned.
"What? Leaving the island through teleportation actually consumes Spirit Cores? I left the island on the second day. No wonder I was short a whole ten Spirit Cores!"
"I left the island on the fifth day. I had finally managed to scrape together three hundred Spirit Cores before leaving the island. Doesn't that mean I didn't save even a single Spirit Core?"
Feng Ling finally understood how he had lost those two thousand Spirit Cores.
So, leaving the island through teleportation would cost Spirit Cores. As time passed, the later one left the island, the more Spirit Cores would be consumed.
Everyone was deeply dissatisfied. "Had I known this, I wouldn't have rushed to leave the island. I wouldn't have ended up with only a few Spirit Cores."
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