At the very least, at the very least, there were five hundred, right?
Qi Wei had already begun to stammer at the sight of such an enormous sum of Vast Desolation Coins.
Back when the siblings had been on Tianyang Mountain, they might have appeared to possess direct-line blood, but in truth, they lived worse than ordinary Tianyang Mountain disciples.
Even those true direct-line descendants found them unpleasant to look at.
Not only did they call the two bastards at every turn,
some even hinted from time to time that other disciples should attack them. Had they not been cautious enough on Tianyang Mountain,
and possessed a strange status that kept those young spoiled heirs from daring to act recklessly,
Qi Ying likely would never have had the chance to speak so freely outside.
And she, already a graceful young woman, would likely have suffered an even more miserable fate long ago.
All of it,
made Qi Wei remain stunned for a long while when Qin Shaofeng so casually gave them such a huge fortune.
F-five hundred?!
Qi Ying was so shocked his jaw nearly dropped.
Under his protection, Qi Wei could occasionally get her hands on a tiny bit of resources, but his own cultivation had almost entirely come from diligent practice.
It could be said that he had seen even fewer Vast Desolation Coins.
He was a genuine pauper.
Even if Qin Shaofeng had gifted them a single Vast Desolation Coin, he would have been excited for quite some time.
But this was five hundred at once—and even more than that.
He immediately felt as though the wind had reduced him to a tangled mess.
You don't need to be so shocked. It's merely a thousand Vast Desolation Coins, nothing worth mentioning.
Qin Shaofeng smiled faintly and revealed