Feng Jun definitely would not agree to that exchange rate. "I only want Mid-Grade Spirit Stones. I have far too many Ordinary Spirit Stones."
"You're only at the Emergence from Dust Sixth Layer. What do you need so many Mid-Grade Spirit Stones for?" Dantai Youqing was puzzled. "Many High-Grade Golden Core cultivators can't even come up with ten thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."
He was actually putting it mildly. Or rather, the Dantai Family's circumstances truly were quite prosperous.
One had to know that ten thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones could be exchanged for a million Spirit Stones even at the official rate. Even a powerful Golden Core like Yue Qing absolutely could not produce a million Spirit Stones—his assets were certainly worth more than a million, but he truly could not take out that many Spirit Stones.
"I already have plenty of Ordinary Spirit Stones," Feng Jun answered casually. "My family owns a mine!"
"Your family owns a mine?" Nie Chifeng, not far away, let out a shriek between gasps. Her left arm had been injured by the other side's Golden Core cultivator and was dripping with blood, but one glance showed it was merely a superficial wound—the key was that she had pushed her opponent too hard.
The Golden Core cultivators from the three sects did not react much. A Spirit Stone mine? As if any of them had never seen one before.
But just then, the Big Shot's consciousness emerged. "You have a Spirit Stone mine?"
Spirit Stone mines were scarce on the Kunhao Plane, and every one had an owner. The mine owner would inevitably have Golden Core cultivators backing them—most of the time, more than one.
"I definitely have a mine, and it's an exclusive business," Feng Jun replied to the Big Shot. "We can discuss this