He hastily corrected himself. "Qinglan is wise! Qinglan is wise indeed!"
Chun Xiaobai turned to look at him.
"What Sect Master?"
Li Qingfeng hurried over and grabbed Chun Xiaobai's arm. "Great King, well, we were just planning to establish a sect here, so it slipped out."
He hastily changed the subject. "Great King, Qinglan's idea is brilliant!"
"We'll head to the Central Twelve Provinces or the Southern Twelve Provinces and pull off a few big jobs. Those Sacred Lands will definitely get word. By the time they rush over, we'll already be back."
"We'll keep running between the two sides and leave them eating our dust!"
"Exactly, exactly!"
Zhang Xuanhe squeezed his way over too.
"We've been doing this for months. Who here isn't an old hand? Calling out demands, setting up formations, naming prices-we've each got our own specialty."
"With our two thousand Black-Armored Army soldiers standing outside their gates, we won't even need to say much before they start handing over spirit stones!"
The more he spoke, the more excited he became. He waved a hand. "This time, let's not bother picking out treasures. We'll only take spirit stones!"
"Get the spirit stones first, instead of wasting time picking through everything."
Bai Jin'er's eyes immediately lit up.
Spirit stones?
She got a cut of those.
Didn't that mean she could make another fortune?
She hurriedly grabbed Chun Xiaobai's other arm. "Great King, this is a good idea!"
"Here in the Eastern Region, spirit stones are hard currency. When we build Black Wind Stronghold and recruit troops, what won't require spirit stones?"
"We have to stockpile more while we still can!"
"Exactly, exactly!" Xiao Zhang came over too, nodding immediately. "We'll handle the whole operation ourselves. Visiting a dozen or so places in one night won't be a problem!