The main hall of the Wuji Divine Palace.
Qingli Goddess's lavish move stunned the entire hall into silence.
Due to their straitened finances, every branch of the Divine Palace had been having a hard time. Everyone lived frugally, wishing they could split a single Spirit Stone in two before spending it.
Over time, this had left every level of the Wuji Divine Palace with an intangible air of shabby, small-minded poverty.
Even Tian Shu, the Divine Palace's second Half-Step Immortal Emperor, abruptly opened his eyes, which had been half-closed since he sat down as though he were about to doze off.
Spending over ten thousand Chaos Spirit Stones in one go to purchase mineral resources?
How many years had it been?
How many years had the Divine Palace gone without such a grand stroke?
"I object!"
Before Elder Yigeng could put away the Spirit Stone notes, a handsome and refined man in white rose to his feet with a frown.
His seat was positioned extremely far forward. His immaculate white robes accentuated his already extraordinary bearing, making him seem even more transcendent and outstanding. He shone as brightly as the radiant moon, standing like a crane among chickens even amidst a group of Dao Masters with exceptional presence and majesty.
The way the surrounding Dao Masters looked at him also made it clear that his status among the Divine Palace's elders was far from low.
His tone carried obvious disapproval. "Xinglan, that money of yours was either obtained by mortgaging a ninth-grade Spirit Vein, or borrowed against funds from selling the Divine Treasure Hall's grain in advance."
"And yet, you exchanged most of it for all kinds of ore and hoarded it in your hands!"
"Everyone knows that mining, refining, forging, and selling minerals all involve a long cycle! If