The price had not dropped; it was still six thousand High-grade Spirit Stones.
The joy Chen Fei had just gained vanished as the High-grade Spirit Stones in his pocket steadily disappeared. His heart ached so badly that his brows furrowed.
Chen Fei had considered waiting a while before buying Myriad Phenomena Bamboo.
But he was worried that the Sacred Land might suddenly have another whim and continue buying spiritual materials in bulk.
By then, even if Chen Fei had money, he would not know where to buy Myriad Phenomena Bamboo.
After hesitating for a moment, he still bought it directly.
It was expensive, but money could be earned again. If the goods went out of stock, it would truly be difficult to find another source.
He could not possibly run to Gaotan and rob the place, could he?
If he really did something like that, Chen Fei estimated that before he could even flee, a Sun Moon Realm cultivator would kill him on the spot.
After visiting several small shops, he finally bought eighteen stalks of Myriad Phenomena Bamboo. He still had some High-grade Spirit Stones left on him for emergencies.
If all eighteen stalks of Myriad Phenomena Bamboo were burned, they could raise the Thunderfall talent to just beyond the Proficient Realm.
It could increase Chen Fei's strength, but it could not allow him to break through to the Late Mountain Sea Realm.
A day later, in the secret chamber of Tingfeng Courtyard, Chen Fei stared at the eighteen Myriad Phenomena Clones on the ground, his brows tightly knit.
"That altar accumulated energy far too slowly!"
He had finally excavated one of Baka's abilities, but without this kind of pure spiritual essence, this business could not continue.
If other, impure spiritual essences were used, then after the pills were