"That doesn't seem very valuable..." Mo Chen raised a hand and scratched his head, a trace of confusion appearing on his face.
"Why would you think a Ninth-grade Spirit Artifact isn't valuable? If you really gave it to me, what would you use?" Hearing that shocking remark, the corner of Mo Shang's mouth twitched.
He had thought Jiang Shuyu was already incredibly wealthy for being able to produce a billion spirit stones, but now someone who thought Ninth-grade Spirit Artifacts were nothing valuable had appeared. This was simply rich beyond all measure!
"Me? You don't need to worry about me. Anything will do for me..."
As he spoke, Mo Chen beckoned with one hand, and a small cauldron appeared in his palm.
The Dao Patterns on the small cauldron were profound and mysterious. As Dao Resonance flowed around it, it radiated an ancient, weighty aura. There was no doubt that this, too, was a Ninth-grade Spirit Artifact!
Mo Shang: ????
Not noticing Mo Shang's numb expression, Mo Chen spoke again. "Now you can accept it without worry, right?"
The corner of Mo Shang's mouth twitched again. "Really, there's no need. I'm not in the habit of taking other people's things for no reason."
"Alright then..."
Seeing this, Mo Chen could only abandon the idea of giving Mo Shang something.
Seeing that the other party had given up, Mo Shang also let out a sigh of relief. If he had kept insisting, Mo Shang feared he truly would not have been able to resist the temptation...
"We need to keep searching for opportunities. What are your plans?" Mo Shang rose from the ground, dusted the dirt off himself, and looked at Mo Chen as he asked.
"I only came in here to have fun. I don't care where we go. If