Ruo Jinghong curled her lip. "Looks like you've all been living pretty miserable lives following Ying Jiaren!"
"As long as you have Green Beetles and materials, you can buy even top-grade Golden Cores."
The Golden Core Cultivator rolled his eyes. "Top-grade Golden Cores?"
"Heh, forget top-grade Golden Cores. Even Orthodox Golden Cores can't be bought with money."
"Well, unless you dig them up yourself."
Ruo Jinghong was stunned. "Not even with money?"
The Golden Core Cultivator nodded. "That's right!"
"You think only Golden Core Cultivators like us use External Golden Cores? Those Primordial Spirit, Dharma Form, and even Blessed Land Cultivators all use External Golden Cores."
"And with their higher realms, they can attach far more than we can."
"Those undying old bastards have swept up every last Orthodox Golden Core."
Ruo Jinghong gnashed her teeth. "What do those old fossils need so many Golden Cores for?"
"They should be using External Primordial Spirits and Dharma Forms!"
The Golden Core Cultivator sneered. "Compared to Golden Cores, there are far too few Primordial Spirits and Dharma Forms."
"Plenty of broke bastards can only use External Golden Cores."
Ruo Jinghong was speechless...
While the two talked, Mei Niang had vented her fire.
Watching Ying Jiaren employ her methods to keep enticing sprites into being, then seeing Wang Quan abandon all restraint, she rolled her eyes in thought.
She applied rouge and powder, poured fine wine over her chest, then swayed over to Wang Quan.
"Darling, I've got plenty of wine here."
"And it's got a strong flavor!"
Looking at that pool of fine wine, Wang Quan momentarily forgot Mei Niang's past, his heart rippling considerably.
But before he could entertain any ideas, Ying Jiaren charged over again and pummeled Mei Niang with punches and kicks.
Mei Niang sobbed, looking aggrieved. "Jiaren, give