Lin Feng blinked hard, his fingers trembling slightly as he counted again and again. This time, even his voice shook.
"Se... seven zeroes. Damn it, it's a full fifty million Mall Gold Coins."
"Damn Martial Soul, have you gone crazy over money? Fifty million Mall Gold Coins—that's five hundred million Gold Soul Coins!"
"Wait... one Giant Dragon buff costs five hundred million. Add the other one, and wouldn't that make a full billion?"
Staring at the glaring astronomical figure in the price column, Lin Feng silently exited the Martial Soul Mall and fell completely silent.
He could no longer feel the slightest pain from the burning sword marks and bruises Qian Renxue had given him earlier. His heart had gone ice-cold.
But on second thought, the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings were elemental overlords of the ancient dragon race, peak first-class gods. They truly stood on equal footing with the Angel God.
Trading one billion Gold Soul Coins for the exclusive buffs of two Dragon Kings would be an absolute steal, even if they granted only one ten-thousandth of their power.
Qian Renxue watched him sit there stiffly without saying a word, and a flicker of panic passed through her cold phoenix eyes.
Had she hit him too hard just now?
Or was he angry because she had not healed him?
In an instant, countless terrible possibilities flooded wildly into her mind: Lin Feng would ignore her from now on, become cold toward her, perhaps even hate and resent her...
At that thought, Qian Renxue unconsciously pressed her lips together. A thousand-year soul ring silently rose, and soft golden holy light enveloped Lin Feng.
"Angel Blessing."
She hesitated for quite a while before finally reaching out to pat his head with her fair little hand. Her cold tone carried a