"But the price of entry-level spells!"
Wang Yu could not help feeling his Storage Bag.
Although he had made no major purchases lately, he had eaten spirit rice and demon beast meat every day to maintain his cultivation progress. He had long since polished off his free allotment and could only make repeated trips to the sect's small Inner Market to buy more reasonably priced spirit rice and demon beast meat.
This had gradually eaten through most of his two hundred spirit stones.
Now that he had reached middle Qi Refining, the Spirit-Gathering Liquid no longer offered much help. Although the Fire Cloud Pills were Entry-Tier medicinal pills, they were generally used to break through cultivation bottlenecks and refine the dharma power within his body. He would therefore have to find another medicinal pill to support his cultivation.
Moreover, after half a year of cultivating star thought power, he had mastered its first level, but had also nearly exhausted his supply of star stones. He needed to replenish those as well.
With all these expenses, the few spirit stones he had left would not be enough.
Fortunately, Yin Linglong had sent a clansman to deliver another hundred spirit stones half a month earlier.
Even so, he planned to sell off some of his belongings and find a steady way to earn spirit stones.
As Wang Yu considered this, he glanced at the sky, then immediately tossed out his Mechanism Flying Bird and headed straight for the Four Symbols Sect's Scripture Pavilion.
Under the Four Symbols Sect's rules, neither inner nor outer disciples were permitted to enter the Scripture Pavilion until they reached middle Qi Refining. This was to prevent newly admitted young disciples who did not know how high the heavens stood or how deep the earth lay from recklessly