章 133: The Golden Crow’s Strange Cauldron

No longer was Fang Xing a poor man newly returned from adventuring the outside world—he had plenty of money. Even if one were to disregard the valuables he’d stolen while inside the sect, just the items he had obtained after entering Mount Desolation were enough to make him a small-time millionaire. The beast core from the fire-element Fiery-Scaled Serpent was worth close to ten thousand Spirit Stones, and the supreme-grade Spirit Stone he had scammed from Xiao Jianming was also worth close to ten thousand low-grade Spirit Stones. However, both paled in comparison to the Illusory Soulgrass.

The Illusory Soulgrass was worth three mid-grade—or three hundred low-grade—Spirit Stones per plant, and there was at least a thousand of these plants. Together, the soulgrass was worth three hundred thousand low-grade Spirit Stones, more money than one could earn even from that ninth-tier beast core.