"For example, this one belonged to a strongman when he was alive, so its ability is giant strength," Cui Jue continued.
Li Yichen forcibly suppressed his excitement and asked, "Are there many of these?"
He knew that if he showed too much interest in them now, these old ghosts might jack up the price on the spot.
"Of course there are..." Cui Jue nodded. "Do you know how many ghosts report to the Underworld every day? Although not many have abilities that catch our eye, with so many people over so many years, the total is staggering. We've even stopped bothering to collect them."
"Then how many do you have, Brother Cui?" Li Yichen asked curiously.
"Hmm..." Cui Jue thought for a moment before saying, "I can't remember the exact number anymore, but I should have two or three hundred."
"Holy crap..." Li Yichen felt as though a gold ingot had struck him senseless. Two or three hundred Ability Pearls could produce two or three hundred powerful fighters.
If he took them abroad to show them off, he would scare those other countries to death.
"Brother Li... Brother Li..." Cui Jue watched Li Yichen stand there without a word, grinning like an idiot. He tugged at him and asked, "Are you taking these pearls or not?"
"Ahem..." Li Yichen composed himself and said, "Of course I am... but isn't one a little too few?"
Cui Jue immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "One is too few, so how about five?" With a flick of his wrist, another four appeared in his hand.
Li Yichen almost reached out to snatch them, but he forcibly restrained his itching hands and said, "I think ten would do the trick." Only an idiot would pass up a bargain.
"No problem..." Cui Jue readily took