All the monks bowed their heads and remained silent.

One hundred high-grade spirit stones is already a huge sum of money for a Nascent Soul cultivator.

You can even buy a damaged magical artifact.

However, the problem remains the same: even if you multiply a hundred high-grade spirit stones by ten, it still wouldn't be worth a top-grade spirit weapon!

Therefore, no one wanted to waste time earning merits by leading the way for Lu Yang.

This scene came into Lu Yang's view.

They clearly felt the price wasn't enough and wanted to ask for an even higher price.

This made him feel very uncomfortable.

The world is going to the dogs, the world is going to the dogs.

One hundred high-grade spirit stones buy the qualification to guide and introduce someone.

These cultivators are still not satisfied!

"You bastard!"

Lu Yang suddenly let out a furious curse.

The sound was like thunder, resounding through the sky.

"I have gone through countless hardships, traversing the southeastern and western regions, and encountered countless dangers along the way, all to deliver the crucial intelligence of the Dragon King's attack to your Qingzhou."

"And all you've done is introduce someone to a higher-up, and you're already asking for an exorbitant amount—not even a hundred high-grade spirit stones are enough!"

"Have you been ensnared by greed?"

"What right do you have to call yourself a cultivator?"

"He's clearly a scoundrel, a scumbag!"

Lu Yang shouted angrily.

His heart was already filled with anger.

If it were in the past...

He was not seriously injured.

I would have slapped those scoundrels to death long ago.

Wu Haoyu and his group were subjected to a barrage of criticism from him.

I was completely stunned by the scolding.

They simply don't have the time.

There, a lion opened its mouth wide.

The condition of one hundred high-grade spirit stones was proposed by you yourself.

They just stood there, not saying a word.