Qing Chen pinched the middle-grade spirit stone between his fingers, feeling the distinctive touch of pure spiritual energy.
This tiny piece alone was enough to make a Qi Refining Stage cultivator's eyes redden and heart race.
After all, who would be foolish enough to exchange one middle-grade spirit stone for a hundred or so low-grade spirit stones?
If such a sucker truly existed, he probably would not be able to hold on to such a treasure anyway.
Middle-grade spirit stones had always been hard currency that only cultivators in the middle and late stages of Foundation Establishment, or even Golden Core True Persons, could bear to use to replenish their magical power or cultivate.
Old Ghost Cao had already spent quite a bit breaking the restrictions earlier, so finding this still left in his Storage Bag genuinely surprised Qing Chen.
On second thought, it made sense—this old ghost had run an Artifact Refining shop in Earth Jade Market for a full thirty years. How could his coffers be thin?
Artifact forging was one of the most lucrative trades in the cultivation world to begin with.
A high-grade magical artifact could easily cost more than three hundred spirit stones, and four hundred might not even secure a finely crafted one.
Earning a thousand or more spirit stones over a year was probably child's play.
Qing Chen understood that the old ghost's true wealth was by no means limited to what lay before him.
The Path to Foundation Establishment was arduous. Aside from that White Bone Dao-Building Pill, a Foundation Establishment Pill was all the more indispensable.
Within the sect, three thousand contribution points could still be exchanged for one; outside, even ten thousand spirit stones might not be enough to snatch one up.
Since Old Ghost Cao had been plotting to