ther and gratefully said: "Thank you, young brother Fang, for your help. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would all have died here."Thank you, fellow cultivator.Others also said gratefully."Rourou...As soon as these words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.

Then, a collective gasp of cold air rose from all directions in the west.

Five thousand Spirit Stones! Fang Chen only spent five hundred Spirit Stones when he bought it! This turned tenfold!

Mù Yì Líng's face was full of disbelief: "Master Zhuāng, you must have made a mistake. This is something I picked up from the mortal stall. How could it be worth 5,000 spirit stones!"

foolish

"Although I can't see anything special about the statue itself," Zhuang Mao glanced at Mu Yi Ling, "the jade inside seems to contain a mysterious power. It's obvious that something inside the jade is nourishing it."

"What!"

No one doubted Zhuang Mao's words; in Busheng City, he was the authority in the appraisal world. He had never made a mistake in over a hundred years.

He actually said that, so it must be.

Mu Yi Ling only felt that she was just a sucker. A treasure that could be sold for five thousand spirit stones, was actually sold for five hundred.

"I'm not selling! I'll return your five hundred spirit stones!"

He wants to get the statue back.her words fell, she bowed deeply, inserting three incense sticks into the void. They floated there in mid-air, completely motionless.The gaunt elder at his side and the white-haired elder turn their h...