Struck It Rich! (Second Update!)

Blood mist surged and churned, while towering cliffs stood like pillars, stabbing straight into the clouds.

Atop the cliff, Ning Jiushan's sleeves billowed as she held the Compass in her hand. Voice Transmission Talismans bobbed all around her, their faint light flickering on and off from time to time.

At that moment, one of the Voice Transmission Talismans suddenly lit up, and a familiar voice came from within. "Reporting to you, my lord, this subordinate was tracking two Core Formation cultivators from the Mi Prefecture Qiu Clan and seems to have been discovered."

"This subordinate is ashamed. I have fallen into a trap and am now trapped in a marketplace filled entirely with ghosts."

"Iron Tree Hells keep appearing here in great numbers. This subordinate is surrounded and needs one billion Spirit Stones to escape!"

One billion Spirit Stones?

Ning Jiushan froze, thinking she had misheard.

Given her status, one billion low-grade Spirit Stones was nothing much. But for a subordinate to come asking for so many Spirit Stones out of nowhere—no matter how she looked at it, something was wrong.

With that thought, Ning Jiushan frowned slightly and immediately asked, "Since you are surrounded by ghosts, what use would Spirit Stones be?"

"If the ghosts are demanding Spirit Stones from you, that means they have an owner."

"Ask who their owner is."

"If it is a cultivator from the Six Sects, give them my name and have them come to me to collect the Spirit Stones!"

The voice in the Voice Transmission Talisman seemed to let out a breath of relief and promptly replied, "Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, the talisman sank into silence. A moment later, faint light flickered across it again, and the examiner reported once more in a very strange tone, "My lord, these