Ning Zheng's expression was not very pleasant. "You really took me for a sucker?"
Previously, having him draw an ancient Jiumu Esteemed Immortal NPC to help awaken Jiumu Qing had cost 200 billion.
That had been all the inventory of Xi Rong Manor.
Now they had gone so far as to ask for the astronomical sum of 3 trillion. Even if they sold ten Xi Rong Manors, they still would not be able to cover the debt.
It was a price they simply could not afford.
At present, Xi Rong Manor had only a little over 60 billion immortal stones in its coffers.
But after one round of scavenging corpses from the battlefield, they had obtained a huge pile of materials from the corpses of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals. If they were forged into immortal artifacts, they would probably be worth only a few hundred billion?
But that was all.
They had worked themselves to the bone scavenging corpses to earn those few hundred billion in hard-earned money. They had nearly been arrested by the Netherworld over it before, which showed that those few hundred billion were quite important to the two great worlds as well—not some petty sum that could be casually ignored.
After all, the more an organization earned, the more it spent. Hundreds of branch sects under its command and countless mouths all had to be fed.
"Forget it. I'll see what happens when the time comes." Ning Zheng had no intention of buying it.
Besides.
The Painter also knew that Ning Zheng could not produce that much money.
He had probably set his sights on the three Neutral Esteemed Immortal friends Ning Zheng had just met, planning to take them for suckers.
The Holy Spirit had come to promote his race, helping them hold the