"If I'd known, I should have struck while the iron was hot and found another Dao Fruit bomb."
Ning Zheng was a little displeased.
But he was only grumbling.
He had searched through three fake bombs before finding a real one. Was he supposed to spend another 400 billion Luck Value to find a second?
If he paid out that much again, he would have only a little over 100 billion left in his pocket.
He absolutely couldn't afford to be without any Fate Number to save his life.
His fate was ever-changing, and his Fate Number was 0.
How could he be like an Esteemed Immortal, whose Fate Number remained constant, fixed like a health bar at several hundred billion or several trillion a day? Could it naturally recover?
He needed this Luck Value to stay alive!
Only then could he flee while the many Esteemed Immortals fought to the death, hiding in the shadows and eating melon seeds while watching the show.
The Immortal Realm was far too dangerous now!
Now that one Bai Ping Tian cost 500 billion, he was even more reluctant to spend it. That was enough to buy more than half of one of his Esteemed Immortal treasures.
Although that person's Esteemed Immortal treasure consisted of various pieces of furniture—
A fruit knife, a cloak, a storage chest, a chair.
But in name, it was still an Esteemed Immortal treasure worth 800 billion!
"Forget it, forget it. Gaining it is my fortune; losing it is my fate." Ning Zheng knocked Bai Ping Tian unconscious and stole him away.
He did not even bother covering his tracks.
Who cared whether this bomb had been watched?
In any case, he had stolen it. No one could divine that it was with him now, not with the