The ready-made spirit crystals were surprisingly not much more numerous than those held by the Fat Lama, Yangsha Zun. A mere seven million or so low-grade spirit crystals hardly seemed befitting of Mo Yan, the dean's original status and strength.
Of course, in terms of value, these several kinds of spiritual materials far surpassed the materials in the Fat Lama's possession. The dragon-veined dark crystal alone was larger than the two he had previously owned combined. Unfortunately, he had no use for it now, and it would be a shame to trade it away.
He would keep it for now and perhaps try using it to refine pills later. It would be a great pity if he ruined it, and under ordinary circumstances even a run-of-the-mill fourth-grade Pill King would hardly be willing to risk such an attempt. But for Lu Xiaotian, trying to refine pills of this grade held an enormous allure. He was already on the verge of reaching the level of a fifth-grade Pill King.
The Flame-Soul Snake-Scale Grass and Cloud-Patterned Shattered Mist Stone were also rare treasures, and could likewise be used to refine several scarce pills.
As for the formation flags and formation disc of the incomparably powerful Earthfire Scorching Moon Formation, Lu Xiaotian naturally kept them for himself. If the spirits were those of fire-type demons, that would be one thing; Mo Yan, the dean, couldn't compare with him when it came to collecting demon spirits. As for the spirits of ordinary fire-type cultivators, Lu Xiaotian had no taste for them.
However, the Primordial Spirit left behind by Mo Yan, the dean, was enough to power the Earthfire Scorching Moon Formation one more time. That saved Lu Xiaotian from having to commit further slaughter. Otherwise, these formation flags and the disc would have been