Three and a half trillion spirit stones!
That was enough to buy ten Azure Cloud Sects outright!
"Great King... Great King, why don't we just buy a place with excellent feng shui and build the Black Wind Stronghold? There are plenty of empty places now, anyway."
"No rush." Chun Xiaobai grinned and waved a hand.
"Oh..."
Bai Jin'er pouted. In truth, she simply didn't want Chun Xiaobai to go out taking risks again.
Every time they went out on an operation lately, they ran into groups searching for "anomalies."
Those old men refused to explain exactly what these "anomalies" were.
But she wasn't stupid. The people those fellows were looking for were their group. The old men were simply worried that the Great King would be too frightened to keep selling Demonic Artifacts.
That was why they kept it from him.
If their identities were exposed one day, those old fellows, who had long since earned more than enough, would grease their soles and run faster than anyone.
Those old fellows were merely using Chun Xiaobai.
Whenever she thought of that, Bai Jin'er felt he deserved better.
"What's with that look?" Chun Xiaobai glanced at her.
"Great King," Bai Jin'er said, pouting, "why don't we wash our hands of this business? This money is enough to build a top-tier Black Wind Stronghold."
"What?!"
Before Chun Xiaobai could react, the old fellows beside him jolted, their eyes widening as they all turned toward them.
What a joke!
They were only earning thirty-odd billion a month. They'd barely gotten started!
How could they wash their hands of it now?!
With a whoosh, the old fellows all rushed over and began talking over one another at Chun Xiaobai.
"Great King!"
"You're still young! This is precisely the time to strive and accomplish great