Ge Yao froze, thinking she'd misheard. She could've sworn she'd heard an outrageous number. "What?"
"One hundred trillion Spirit Seeds," Lu Yin said. He realized that fifty trillion might be too few. The Spirit Seeds came from the Nine Heavens Universe; who knew how many it had? He didn't know how many the Spiritualized Universe had, either, but after so many years of development, it was bound to have a great many.
Ge Yao hadn't expected Lu Yin's condition to be Spirit Seeds. In other words, he wanted money.
A powerhouse like him—right, she remembered. There were rumors that Lu Sangtian was constantly collecting Spirit Seeds, hoping to curb the number of cultivators in the Spiritualized Universe. Everyone had mocked him, but he really did intend to go through with it.
Before, Ge Yao might have said something. But now, she didn't dare utter a word.
Only by recognizing one's place in the world could one know what to say and what not to say.
Ge Yao left. No matter how absurd Lu Yin's condition was, all she had to do was report it to Lower Supreme God Yue Ya. Besides, it wasn't a bad condition. The amount was a little high, but it wouldn't be difficult.
Watching Ge Yao leave, Lu Yin felt expectant. This many Spirit Seeds wouldn't faze Yue Ya. So what would the next condition be?
The girl didn't think he'd only make one request, did she?
Ge Yao was gone, and Lu Yin went back to prying up bricks. A peaceful life was just that simple and unadorned.
Yuan Qi was here, and Yu Sang Tian showed no reaction. Lu Yin didn't care, either. He would keep waiting.
Nine Immortals continued running from Nian Xian.
During this time, people occasionally came to the valley hoping