"Whew!" At that, Zhang Facai actually let out a long breath and patted his chest. "Haha! So you were joking? You gave me a fright! To be honest, I really don't have much, or I'd give you some spending money, Junior Brother."
"Oh, really? How many spirit stones do you have now, Senior Brother?" Li Xiaoya asked curiously.
"Not many, not many. Only a little over three million!" Zhang Facai whispered, looking as though he feared someone else might find out.
"Oh, that really isn't much," Li Xiaoya said with a nod. For someone with Zhang Facai's Golden Core Stage cultivation, a few million spirit stones hardly counted as wealthy.
"Oh, I forgot to mention! They're Mid-grade Spirit Stones!" Zhang Facai suddenly added smugly.
"Mid-grade Spirit Stones!" Li Xiaoya exclaimed, staring at him in shock. Wouldn't that amount to over three hundred million ordinary spirit stones? He was even richer than a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator!
"Oh! Right! Come pick out some treasures with me first, Junior Brother!" Seeing his reaction, Zhang Facai hurriedly changed the subject, as though afraid Li Xiaoya would ask for his spirit stones.
"All right!" Li Xiaoya replied helplessly. From the looks of things, he probably had no chance of squeezing any spending money out of this money-mad senior brother.
"Then let's go, Junior Brother!" Zhang Facai flashed to Li Xiaoya's side and grabbed his shoulder. A blue whirlwind sprang up as he shot out through the hall doors and flew toward one side of the valley. Li Xiaoya's screams trailed behind them, for Zhang Facai's grip on his shoulder was far too tight.
"We're here!"
"Huh? That fast?" Barely a breath had passed. Li Xiaoya had not even finished screaming when he realized they had arrived and spoke in a daze. Then his feet