The auction ended, and all the martial artists filed out.
Inside Box No. 10, Yang Tianwei reclined in a beast-hide chair, smiling with complete satisfaction.
Although this Origin Stone was merely an inferior Origin Stone, with less than one-tenth the true function and value of a genuine Origin Stone, it was still of enormous use to him.
The martial arts he cultivated differed from those of others; they possessed dual earth and metal attributes. This Origin Stone was precisely the treasure he needed.
"Senior Brother Tianwei, we borrowed so many Spirit Crystals. I'm afraid we won't be able to repay them anytime soon!" the woman in green sighed.
Yang Tiancheng had borrowed a great many Spirit Crystals from more than a dozen Heavenly Void Sect disciples. This was no small sum.
"Hehe!"
Yang Tianwei smiled upon hearing this and shook his head. "Junior Sister Gao, who said I intend to repay them? There's no need to repay them!"
"Ah! We're not repaying them?" The woman in green was startled.
"Of course not. Among the likes of them, who would dare come to demand repayment from me?" Yang Tianwei sneered. He had never intended to return anything in the first place.
"That's true!" The woman in green nodded, a faint smile appearing on her face as well. There really was no need to repay them; those people would not dare say anything anyway.
"Cousin, should we go out first? What if that Su Mo runs away?"
At that moment, Yang Tiancheng rose to his feet, anxiety on his face. In his mind, capturing Su Mo was the foremost priority.
"What are you in such a hurry for?"
Yang Tianwei rebuked him, then waved his hand. "Let's get the Origin Stone first. Besides, Su Mo auctioned off quite a few treasures. The