This was his first time taking on a mission above his grade.
One could only imagine how violently his heart pounded.
If he succeeded, it would not be a mere tens of thousands—he would earn several hundred thousand in one go.
One job like this a year would be enough.
Meanwhile, the livestream chat had already surged like a raging tide.
Bounty Spirit Cultivators had always been one of the hottest tracks online.
This line of work—dancing on the blade's edge, lingering between life and death, driving adrenaline to its limits—was destined never to go out of style.
"A Transformed Great Demon! That's at least as strong as a Fourth-Grade Spirit Cultivator! Streamer, you've got guts. You really dared to go!"
"Go, streamer! If this Plague-Repelling Talisman is really that incredible, I'll abandon the Fire Path and join the Plague Path immediately! I'll sell the pot and smash the iron if I have to, just to buy ten of them!"
"Streamer, I advise you to run while you still can. You believe whatever they tell you? Five thousand can leverage hundreds of thousands—why wouldn't they do it themselves? Why would they let it fall to you? That intelligence is truly something else."
"Exactly. If it were really that powerful, I'd keep it in-house myself. Why sell it outside? And for five thousand? The streamer got fooled stupid and is heading straight to his death."
"Sigh, every time I see someone a little slow in the head but still trying hard, it's both laughable and sad."
The netizens were divided in their opinions.
But thinking about it, that was understandable.
If this talisman was really so powerful, how could it possibly sell for only five thousand?
Even a blind man could calculate such a simple account crystal clear.
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