"Blood Demon of the Heavens."
"Lord of the Night Sky."
"Dark Crow of the Heavens."
"To think three Nation-Destroying Tier monsters could spawn at once."
Chicheng stood with a greatsword resting on his shoulder, atop the corpse of one of the monsters. Even lying on its side, it was about twenty meters tall.
"Kid, that move of yours is incredible!"
"I've never seen three Nation-Destroying Tier monsters appear in the same dungeon before."
Oh~
Chicheng probably wasn't short on money.
Especially after just clearing a Tier 7 dungeon.
Although Iz and the others had never brought up money, Lu Cang could put himself in their shoes and guess from his own circumstances that they were probably rich enough to rival a nation.
But Chicheng was obviously thrilled.
"This Blood Demon of the Heavens is probably worth 300,000."
"This Dark Crow of the Heavens, hmm... 100,000, I guess. It really doesn't have much of value on it."
"And this one, the Lord of the Night Sky, is worth 250,000."
That much?
One of them was worth 300,000? And that was without a Harvest Moon?
Lu Cang froze for a moment, feeling as if the sight of all that money had left him seeing stars.
Who ever complained about having too much money?
Especially after that diviner had fleeced him. A few words had cost him 55,000, making Lu Cang realize all too well how quickly 210,000 could disappear.
And now, this haul had already earned him back 320,000.
Lu Cang couldn't help feeling... rich.
Before this, Lu Cang hadn't interacted much with Chicheng.
Even though half a month had passed, Chicheng still felt like a stranger.
Maybe a mage and a warrior just didn't have much to talk about?
Or maybe he just couldn't find common ground with an idiot...
No,