"Oh, right, Young Master, another strange matter had recently emerged within Sunset City."
The hawk-nosed old man spoke in a low voice. Without waiting for a reply, he immediately added, "This old servant gave it some thought. The Young Master must be informed of this matter."
The Fat Cultivator slowed his steps, his casual gaze falling on the Hook-nosed Elder. "A strange matter? What strange matter?"
Lowering his voice, the hawk-nosed old man said quietly, "Over the past few days, someone in Sunset City had been selling off top-grade Spirit Stones in large quantities." ??
"Selling top-grade Spirit Stones in large quantities? How many could there be? A dozen? Twenty or so?"
The Fat Cultivator was stunned at first, then wore a thoroughly unconcerned expression.
The hawk-nosed old man shook his head, his expression grave. "Not ten or twenty, but... more than a hundred?"
The Fat Cultivator pondered briefly, then continued, "More than a hundred? The Endless Sea holds countless secret treasures, and with the auction about to begin, the appearance of over a hundred top-grade Spirit Stones, while certainly not a small number, should not be particularly strange."
"Still, it would be far too regrettable for so many Spirit Stones to remain adrift outside. Do this: make arrangements for someone to secretly acquire those top-grade Spirit Stones through trade."
"Rest assured, Young Master. From the moment this old servant unexpectedly learned of the news, I had already arranged for people to act. Otherwise, I would not have learned so much!" the hawk-nosed old man hurriedly replied.
As he spoke, he pondered for a moment before continuing, "If Golden Core cultivators were the ones selling them, it might not be unusual. But what is strange is that these top-grade Spirit Stones had all flowed out from the hands of Foundation