Beneath the Bodhi Tree on Spirit Mountain.
Zhunti looked at the treasure mountain in the Light Curtain, then recalled how bedraggled his other self had looked while "picking up materials" in the Blood Sea. He couldn't help clicking his tongue.
"This little one really knows how to build up her fortune."
Jieyin quietly gazed at that mountain of treasures.
"What she has accumulated is not merely a fortune, but people's hearts. Behind every item is someone willingly placing it in her hands."
Zhunti nodded in agreement. That was indeed true.
No matter who it was, no one else could have accomplished such a thing.
Rogue Cultivator Teahouse.
"Any one item from that pile would be enough Spirit Stones for me to save up for a hundred thousand years!"
"Even if you saved for a hundred thousand years, you might not be able to afford a single piece. Those are all Innate-grade treasures!"
"The fortune I accumulated over eighty thousand years of cultivation couldn't even be traded for one of her Southern Bright Lihuo Crystals."
"Stop comparing yourself to her. She's the Co-disciple of Three Pure Ones. What are you?"
"...My true form is a dog."
The treasure mountain had not yet finished pouring out.
White Crane Boy stood at the edge, staring dumbfoundedly at the ever-growing pile of treasures. His mouth hung slightly open.
[White Crane unconsciously blurted out, "Little Senior Sister... did you empty someone's Treasure Vault again...?"
Su Miao's ears were sharp. She immediately turned and pulled a face at White Crane. "What do you mean, empty it? These were all obtained legitimately! The Phoenix race offered them willingly, Minghe paid them as compensation, and I grew them in my own fields! Entirely reasonable and lawful!"
Su Miao stepped forward and rummaged through the pile herself, picked out