"Having come to the Heavenly Machine Tower for half a month, you're the first brat to call me Martial Uncle. It's merely a small gift upon meeting; worthy nephew, there's no need to take it too much to heart." Qin Shaofeng still spoke in a lofty tone.
Everyone grew even more curious.
Just what were those hundred items?
Could they be a hundred Heaven Crystals?
Heaven Crystals seemed more like an insult; there was simply no way they could be any less valuable, right?
"Th-this won't do. These are a full hundred Heart Crystals. Even my father would never bear to give me this much. I can't accept them." Where was Zhan Cangkong's former arrogance now?
Wealth moved the heart.
Even if his status was lofty.
The moment he said those words, it was equivalent to handing his weakness directly into Qin Shaofeng's hands.
A mere hundred Heart Crystals truly meant nothing to Qin Shaofeng now.
The compensation he had received from those two factions alone amounted to two thousand five hundred Heart Crystals. What did giving away a hundred amount to?
But while he thought so, everyone present was young!
Just in cultivation resources alone.
A hundred thousand Soul Crystals a year was already the limit.
And the reason Zhan Cangkong could receive so much was because, during that battle years ago, his father's cultivation had not yet reached the Sovereign Realm.
Yet he had been one of the few peak experts in the Nihility Realm, which was why the Northern Sky had been preserved so well.
The others' annual cultivation resources could not reach that figure at all.
A hundred Heart Crystals.
Their eyes nearly turned red.
"Martial Uncle Qin, this junior from the Bodhidharma Institute—"
"Stop!"
Though Qin Shaofeng appeared carefree and rough around the edges, his