After dealing with the Black Cloud Crow, the Divine Firmament Sword Sect disciples naturally hurried to butcher its carcass.
This was a ninth-level Meridian Opening demonic beast. It was worth a lot of money.
Ying Huaixu watched them grow so excited that their eyes practically glowed green. He did not quite understand.
"Old Huang!"
Huang Tianqi: "???"
"Doesn't the Divine Firmament Sword Sect pay a pretty generous monthly stipend? I checked-even an ordinary inner disciple gets about a hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones a month. Why do these people look so poor?"
Huang Tianqi explained with a smile, "The stipend is generous, but remember, we're the Divine Firmament Sword Sect, a bunch of sword cultivators. We don't just cultivate the way of the sword; we also need pills to temper our bodies. We even have to buy entry slots for the Sword Tower to hone our sword intent!"
"All of that costs spirit stones. Of course, that's because these people all want to push their cultivation to the limit. Those who are content to coast naturally aren't so poor!"
"Besides, the worse your aptitude, the more you spend. Those with good aptitude shoot ahead with just a few resources, while those with poor aptitude need to pile on vast quantities of resources!"
Ying Huaixu understood, then looked at He Xiuyuan.
He Xiuyuan was a little embarrassed. "I'll make sure to cultivate diligently when we get back!"
This time, Ying Huaixu had little else to say and simply nodded.
Once the Divine Firmament Sword Sect disciples had finished butchering the Black Cloud Crow, they began dividing the spoils on the spot.
But there were a few too many people, and not quite enough to go around.
In the end, they decided to sell it and simply split the money.
Ying Huaixu,