A tiny piece of iron that cost not more than ten coins could prove Wu Qi was a well-behaved cultivator!
"So, this means I am a good man!" Wu Qi fiddled with the iron medallion hanging on his waist as he walked along the street in the largest marketplace within Qing Xu Immortal Pass. "And this shabby, tiny piece of iron actually cost me seventy-five lower grade energy stones? A good man? Your whole family is full of good people, your mother is the best among all the good people, and that's why she has given birth to you, a bunch of b*stards!" Wu Qi grumbled under his breath.