Were ten million Spirit Stones or a hundred million Spirit Stones a lot?
You could say they were a lot, but you could also say they were not that much.
But spread evenly over three hundred years, how much was that per year?
So, when Shangguan Feng'er began handing out the money, not a single Primordial Spirit Realm or Dao Integration Realm cultivator accepted it.
One Dao Integration Realm cultivator looked incomparably grim, his eyes blazing with fury as he said to Shangguan Feng'er, "This is against the rules!"
The other Dao Integration Realm cultivators also spoke up. "Miss Feng'er, this little amount of resources over three hundred years—how are we supposed to cultivate? We have contributed so much to Qitian Peak. You cannot listen to an outsider's nonsense and squeeze us old hands dry!"
Shangguan Feng'er's expression darkened, but she said nothing. Instead, she turned to look at Zhang Yang.
In truth, she did not know how her senior brother intended to deal with these people.
Zhang Yang smiled. "I said from the very beginning that I came at Immortal Emperor Lingyun's request to handle Qitian Peak's affairs. By identity, I truly am an outsider, but I came in Immortal Emperor Lingyun's place... Does that mean Immortal Emperor Lingyun is an outsider too?"
The Dao Integration Realm cultivator who had just spoken opened his mouth. Thinking of the fate of the Divine Spirit from Sunlit Peak, he did not dare retort forcefully and instead said, "But with only a hundred million Spirit Stones over three hundred years, how are we supposed to cultivate?"
Zhang Yang sighed and said with a worried expression, "Powerful enemies beyond the domain are glaring at us like tigers eyeing their prey. Their invasions of our world have not happened only once or twice.
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