Chiming Heyang Heaven, Northern Cold Region.
Ning Wangshu was following Chu Ningshuang and the others as they hurried eastward. He used his immortal sense to examine the Storage Rings he had taken from the dozen or so members of the Slave Catching Team he had killed earlier.
He then counted the immortal artifacts he had obtained from them. He couldn't help but marvel, So this really is the fastest way to get rich... killing people and taking their loot!
There were only a dozen or so immortals, and the strongest was merely at the Late-stage Mysterious Immortal Realm, yet together they had more than thirty immortal artifacts.
It's just a shame they didn't have many Immortal Stones in their Storage Rings. Even adding together all the stones from more than ten rings, there weren't even twenty thousand.
Ning Wangshu thought it over and silently shook his head.
Still, he understood that the dozen or so immortals he had killed were only low-ranking immortals. After covering the costs of their daily cultivation, how many Immortal Stones could they have left?
Even Hun Tian Old Ancestor's Storage Ring had contained only seventy or eighty thousand Immortal Stones.
And he had been the patriarch of a sect, as well as a Taiyi Golden Immortal.
That showed just how scarce Immortal Stones were in the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Fortunately, Ning Wangshu didn't necessarily need Immortal Stones to help him cultivate and improve his cultivation. Immortal artifacts could serve as a substitute.
Moreover, the immortal Dao origin contained in a single immortal artifact was worth at least a thousand Immortal Stones.
After roughly counting his gains, Ning Wangshu suddenly thought of something. He turned to Chu Ningshuang beside him and asked, "Your name is Chu Ningshuang, right?"
Caught off guard by Ning Wangshu's question, Chu Ningshuang