By the time Ye Jingcheng left the restaurant, night had fully fallen. A waning moon hid among the clouds, faintly revealing half its face, yet the light it cast seemed no match for the azure lamps lining the streets.
The streets remained bustling and vibrant, showing no sign of quieting with the arrival of night.
Ye Jingcheng's complexion was rosy as he returned to the restaurant where he was staying. The qi and blood contained in that Sixth Stage Coiling Dragon Meal had been far too rich; unwilling to waste it, he had eaten more than half. Even with a body comparable to that of a Seventh Stage demon sovereign, spiritual radiance now flickered across his flesh.
Naturally, the meal had also cost a small fortune.
It had cost him a full fifty thousand high-grade spirit stones. The Longevity Green Bamboo Brew alone had taken thirty thousand high-grade spirit stones, while the Coiling Dragon Meal and the remaining miscellaneous spirit dishes and spirit fruits had cost another twenty thousand.
Speaking of which, his hundred years of salary at Divine Source Valley amounted to only sixty thousand high-grade spirit stones.
One could imagine the profits involved.
No wonder Green Bamboo Valley had hopes of becoming the eighth Body Integration faction.
With financial resources alone, it was beyond the reach of ordinary factions.
Though Body Integration factions could sell Seventh Stage treasures and even occasionally offer Eighth Stage treasures, the mainstream goods were still primarily Sixth Stage treasures.
After all, there were not many Void Refinement cultivators in the Spirit Realm, and transactions among them were generally conducted through barter. Thus, this Longevity Green Bamboo Brew was practically a weapon for harvesting spirit stones, comparable to spiritual pills like the Primordial Spirit Pill.
After all, Primordial Spirit Pills were of little use