Purple Thorn Island.
Dongguan's Residence.
A clear spring flowed slowly.
In the pavilion beside it, Dongguan sat on a stone stool, his hands braced on the stone table, staring blankly at the spring.
"The resources I can use right now include the Space-Time Demon Spirit and one inheritance opportunity. If I want, I can go back and exchange for opportunities to study a Chaos Stele."
Opportunities to study a Chaos Stele were rather expensive: one treasure point for a single session.
The race earned quite a bit from this.
But some weaker races had no chance to exchange treasures for such study opportunities even if they wanted to. Of course, the Universe Heavenly Bridge had thirty layers. Dongguan had passed twenty, leaving ten more. The points awarded for each layer meant little to him now, but a Chaos Stele study opportunity worth one treasure point still deserved some consideration.
He had previously possessed valuable treasures he could exchange, but they had all been lost when he encountered Lord Minglian in Zerg Territory. Now, he was unlikely to exchange any of his valuable treasures.
"Perhaps I could exchange the Cloudmist World."
Because Venerable Huozhen had brought the Nine Abyss Realm back then, he had not taken the Cloudmist World, allowing that treasure to remain. The others-the Tiger Soul Pearl obtained on the Outer Domain Battlefield, and the Suimo Blade and Darkvault Armor exchanged for through the race-had all fallen into Zerg hands.
"Poor. Still poor." Dongguan felt that word was his lifelong enemy.
Every time he thought he was wealthy enough, he discovered he was still poor.
"If I'd acted decisively back then and slaughtered King Feijing, with his weapon, armor, and that purple sphere, I wouldn't be this poor."
"Perhaps I could gather some materials in the Secret Realm Land,