That evening, Li Xiaobai closed up shop and returned to the inn with Shen Qinghe.
This time, he had sold over ten million top-quality Immortal Stones. His inventory was simply too large. From the moment he set foot in the Central Origin Realm, he was either robbing or on his way to a robbery, never having cleared out his stock. This massive giveaway could indeed be described as raking in a fortune.
The Immortal Stones he dispatched on behalf of Wu Chengjue had almost all been settled.
At this, Shen Qinghe had become completely numb. She estimated that she would never forget Li Xiaobai's heaps of Magic Treasures and Elixirs, which seemed inexhaustible. Whenever she thought he had sold everything, he would swiftly toss out another small mountain of them, as if they cost nothing.
If her sect could purchase them all, its overall strength would likely climb another level.
Inside the inn.
Ying Diao and Wu Chengjue were leisurely savoring tea in a private room.