Chen Mu left Guyue Studio dejectedly.
"Ox Head, you're really useless. Why didn't you carry more Jade Dew Beads?" Chen Mu sighed.
Last time, he had robbed Niu Sanmiao and Haiyuan of their Jade Dew Beads, thinking he had struck it rich. But after entering Guyue Studio, he realized just how poor he truly was.
A commonplace copy of the "Flying Flame Scripture" actually cost eighteen hundred Jade Dew Beads. Even counting everything he had, he only had eight or nine hundred.
Forget buying it—even Goatee would not let him take a look.
"Should I... rob that Ox Head again?"
"Hmm... that's not impossible!"
Market district, south of Jigu City.
Night had just fallen, and countless fiery red lanterns rose into the air.
The taverns and teahouses bustled with voices. Storytelling, opera singing, and street performances made the place even livelier than a human capital.
Chen Mu looked around eagerly.
Ever since leaving Great Liang for Yunzhou, he had either stayed home cultivating or fled from home. Thinking carefully, he realized that he had not seen such bustling prosperity in nearly ten years.
"The Yin Nether Underworld is actually livelier than the world of the living. How strange."
In the end, he gave up on robbing Ox Head.
It was not that he could not bring himself to do it. The main problem was that, amid such a sea of people, he could not find him.
"What a pity..."
"Fortunately, I've been diligent enough to train the Dew Gathering Incantation to its limit early on."
"Otherwise, who knows how long it would take to save up all this Jade Dew."
Though he remained limited by the total amount of Yin Spirit Divine Power he possessed, and thus had a daily cap on how much Jade Dew he could gather,