[Turbid Baleful Essence Blood] usually sold for three low-grade spirit stones per portion, with slight fluctuations depending on its scarcity.
For instance, the Sun Clan's [Redcloud Crane] essence blood came from a beast exclusive to them. Demand outstripped supply, driving its price up to five low-grade spirit stones per portion.
They would not even entertain bargaining.
Even at three spirit stones apiece, that amounted to six hundred and thirty-six spirit stones.
The market price of [Mystic Spirit Essence Blood] was around fifteen spirit stones per portion. Twenty-eight portions were already worth four hundred and twenty low-grade spirit stones.
The total already exceeded a thousand spirit stones.
This is far too valuable. I'll accept it, but I must make it up to her in some other way.
Lin Changheng understood clearly that this had already exceeded the bounds of a return gift.
Yet whether he considered his own needs or their friendship, returning it was out of the question.
The thirteen hundred spirit stones he had lent the female cultivator over two occasions were worth even slightly less than the essence blood Mo Zhaoli had provided these past two times.
Even if he did not make up the difference, he could no longer ask for those "loaned spirit stones" back.
Otherwise, once or twice might be fine, but doing it repeatedly would mean cutting off his own path.
Only reciprocal courtesy could last. He could not keep taking and treat others as fools.
Lin Changheng understood that very well.
Besides... to Lin Changheng, a source of essence blood was sometimes even more important than spirit stones!
Having made his decision, Lin Changheng stopped dwelling on it and turned a resolute gaze toward the [Red-Eyed Fire] essence blood.
He connected his consciousness to the Origin Cauldron in his sea of consciousness and