Watching Golden Flower Demon King Ji Hua's massive body turn into a streak of blood light and depart, Ye Zhen let out a breath. His whole body seemed to have fallen apart as he collapsed to the ground, gasping for air, sweat pouring from him like slurry.
He had made a deal with a terrifying Spirit-Connecting Realm existence, extorted him, searched him, and even forced him to write a letter of surrender and a ransom document.
Thinking of what he had just done, Ye Zhen felt as though he were in a dream.
A Spirit-Connecting Realm existence—one standing two major realms above Ye Zhen.
He had taken an enormous risk, but the gains were equally enormous.
As for the items still unpaid and listed in the ransom document, Ye Zhen did not dare to think about them—not now, and perhaps not for a very long time.
Go to demand them in person?
Unless Ye Zhen no longer wanted to live.
Yet just now, Ye Zhen had already emptied half of Golden Flower Demon King Ji Hua's Storage Ring.
More than two hundred thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones, over thirty thousand Mid-grade Spirit Stones, and one thousand High-grade Spirit Stones—the gains in Spirit Stones alone were already a vast sea of wealth.
From what Ye Zhen understood, the Top-grade Spirit Crystals of the True Profound Continent were the equivalent of Low-grade Spirit Stones from the Primordial Continent. That meant those thirty thousand-plus Mid-grade Spirit Stones were worth over three million Top-grade Spirit Crystals.
Those thousand High-grade Spirit Stones were worth even more, equivalent to over a hundred thousand Mid-grade Spirit Stones and more than ten million Top-grade Spirit Crystals.
More than ten million Top-grade Spirit Crystals.
Previously, all of Ye Zhen's wealth amounted to roughly fifty million High-grade Spirit Crystals. Exchanged entirely