Back when those words were spoken.
Fat Dragon froze on the spot. Chen Qiu had originally been unwilling to show his face, but after hearing Fat Dragon's message, he still respectfully invited the Dao Sect's Sect Master into the flying vessel.
Using Ten-Thousand-Year Frost Ice as spring water, he personally brewed a pot of tea, and the two drank and chatted together.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn.
The Dao Sect's Sect Master left the flying vessel just like that, took 1,500 spirit fruits from the Brown Bear beside him, and left behind 1.5 million Spirit Stones.
Though he did not want to admit it, and it felt rather embarrassing.
But.
Inside that empty cabin back then, he had to admit that his breathing had quickened a little. This one haul had earned back his entire fortune!!!
Were array cultivators this rich nowadays?
1.5 million Spirit Stones!
He had a total of 2.95 million Spirit Stones. Adding the 1.7 million Spirit Stones from the Dao Sect, he now had 4.65 million Spirit Stones!
At his daily consumption of 10,000 Spirit Stones, this was enough for him to cultivate in seclusion for over a year.
He named this operation "Chen Qiu's Heaven Patrol." Before setting out on the patrol, he had possessed only a little over one million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, yet now he was rapidly closing in on 4.5 million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.
Honestly speaking.
This was the first time he had felt a little embarrassed, as though accepting gifts left his hands short. He had thought that after killing so many people, he had long since become cold and ruthless. Only now did he realize that he could still feel a little embarrassed.
So, after learning during their conversation that the Dao Sect's Sect