As a direct descendant of the Phoenix Clan, Feng Yudao had Spirit Transformation Peak Stage cultivation.
Naturally, the contents of his Storage Bag were anything but shabby.
Ji Yuan extended his Divine Sense inside. Even with his composure from having seen countless treasures, he could not help raising an eyebrow.
Not to mention anything else—just the neatly stacked Spirit Stones within were enough to drive any Spirit Transformation Cultivator mad.
There were four entire large chests of Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones alone.
Each chest contained no fewer than a hundred or so stones, piled together and emitting spiritual energy fluctuations so dense they were nearly tangible.
At the deepest part of those chests lay a rosewood box in quiet repose.
Ji Yuan opened it and found thirty-seven Spirit Stones, neatly arranged within, each wreathed in purple qi.
Low-Grade Purple Spirit Stones.
These were no ordinary goods.
An ordinary Spirit Transformation Peak Stage cultivator would already be considered wealthy if he had four or five Low-Grade Purple Spirit Stones left over.
Yet Feng Yudao had amassed more than thirty of them in one go. It was clear that after lording it over Ripplewater City all these years, he had indeed scraped together quite a haul.
And that did not even include what he had spent on cultivation, gifts and favors, and purchasing Dharma Treasures.
The wealth of a direct Phoenix Clan descendant truly was not something an ordinary Rogue Cultivator could compare with.
Ji Yuan was in high spirits at the sight. He directly moved all the Spirit Stones, chests and all, into Lingtai Square-Inch Mountain, then sent Tu Yue a Divine Sense transmission to arrange them properly.
Tu Yue had always handled matters reliably. He immediately stored the Supreme-Grade Spirit Stones in the spirit treasury, while sealing away the Purple Spirit