"What a Xuanji Sect! The spirit veins beneath these two Heaven's Gate Mountains are at least grade three! The Spirit Stones accumulated over thousands of years— even if they don't total ten million, there must be several million of them, right? Piled up like mountains, this is the very definition of it!!"
"With so many Spirit Stones, if the dynasty could obtain them, why would it need schemes and calculations? Slowly, in five hundred years, or quickly, in a hundred, it could absolutely sweep across Muyun Prefecture."
"What a pity... Father and the others aren't here. With such a colossal quantity, there's no way I can carry it all away by myself! Still... even taking half would be terrifying enough!"
"No! Before anyone else makes a move, I have to take as many Spirit Stones into my possession as possible!!!"
Cheng Jingfeng's heart surged, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
The horrifying quantity of Spirit Stones left him utterly incredulous.
What followed was greed, endlessly magnified. ??
The urge to seize them and covet them burned like a blazing fire, spreading and intensifying without end, utterly beyond control.
His thoughts turning rapidly, Cheng Jingfeng simply didn't believe that the others would truly leave every blade of grass here untouched. He could see the Spirit Stones in the mountains with his pupil technique; the others... might well have other methods.
He reached out and lightly patted the Spirit Beast Bag at his waist, just about to act in secret.
But at that moment, a sharp gaze suddenly pierced through the crowd and landed on him, making Cheng Jingfeng's body tremble and his movements freeze at once.
He turned his head, and the red-and-blue cloud of mist that entered his view instantly sobered him.
The sharpness of that instant and the