The small mountain of Mid-grade Spirit Crystals made the martial artists crowding Myriad Stars Tower's first-floor hall stare wide-eyed. A few even looked at Ye Zhen as if he were a fat sheep ripe for slaughter.
It was not only the martial artists. Even several stewards in the first-floor hall were stunned by the sight before them.
Of course, these Myriad Stars Tower stewards were not shocked by the small mountain of Spirit Crystals itself. They stood guard in Myriad Stars Tower every day, and the Spirit Crystals that passed through their hands daily could only be more numerous than this pile, never fewer.
What astonished them was this young master's manner. Flaunting such wealth in public—wasn't that simply asking for trouble?
None of the martial artists who frequented Myriad Stars Tower's hall were harmless. They lived with blades licking at their blood every day. This great pile of Mid-grade Spirit Crystals amounted to at least nearly a million; many people would surely start entertaining thoughts.
A Myriad Stars Tower steward not far away could no longer bear to watch and urged, "Old Yu, what are you standing around for? Hurry and prepare the Monster Cores for this young master!"
The stunned Steward Yu snapped back to his senses. Wasn't he worrying over nothing?
Anyone who could casually produce more than a million Mid-grade Spirit Crystals might have an extremely powerful force standing behind him.
"Young Master, all goods at Myriad Stars Tower are fairly priced for young and old alike. Low-grade Heaven-tier Monster Cores cost forty thousand Mid-grade Spirit Crystals each, Mid-grade Heaven-tier Monster Cores cost one hundred thousand each, and High-grade Heaven-tier Monster Cores cost two hundred thousand each," Steward Yu explained.
Ye Zhen, who was using the True Transformation Art to disguise himself as a foppish young