As the saying went, save a person to the end; see a Buddha all the way to the west.
The five of them had been captured and put up for auction, which was already miserable enough. Their former savings had undoubtedly been taken long ago.
Bai Zhang Market was no kind place either. Without a single coin to their names, even with Bai Zhang Market Identity Tokens, they would be unable to remain there.
There were not many Spirit Stones in the Storage Pouches—only ten thousand top-grade Spirit Stones per person.
Compared to the Spirit Stones he had spent at the auction, it was merely a drop in the ocean.
"This..."
Before they could even accept the Storage Pouches, the five women dropped to their knees one after another like dumplings falling into a pot. Looking at Su Shi'er again, they were moved to tears.
Nangong Yi choked up. "Senior... could you leave behind a token? If we ever have the chance in the future, we will surely repay your great kindness, even if we must tie grass in our mouths and wear rings in our beaks!"
"There is no need to say more words of gratitude. This old man only helped you on a whim, to seek peace of mind!"
Su Shi'er shook his head without a second thought.
He had never claimed to be a good person, but doing some good within his means was not impossible.
On the path of cultivation, he had encountered countless schemes and calculations, yet he had also received countless kindnesses.
Senior Yun Yan of Leizhou, who had once lectured on the Dao, had clearly been only a mortal, yet had still helped Feng Fei and her grandfather...
The calamity he had suffered in childhood had filled him with hatred, making him face