"What's the use of that? It just looks tempting, but cultivators can't absorb it at all." The burly man looked at him with disdain.
Chu Mo didn't bother with the big, clumsy guy at all, and just turned his head to look at the old man.
He had already figured it out; this person was the one in charge among this group.
The old man was quite straightforward; he simply poured out a pile of magic crystals from his spatial ring, which looked to be over a thousand.
Most of them are magic crystals from the Nascent Soul to Dao Integration stages, with those from the Mahayana stage accounting for less than two percent.
As for the cultivators undergoing tribulation, there were only two, which were the ones from earlier.
"That's all. Name your price, and I'll give it to you if it's reasonable."
The old man remained calm.
It feels like a waste to lose this thing, but holding it in my hand is completely useless.
It would be best if someone wanted it, as everyone is currently running around and what they lack most is cultivation resources.
Chu Mo held up one finger.
"One hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones? That's too little, at least three hundred thousand! This thing may not be useful for now, but who knows what you might be able to research with it?"
The old man looked helpless; normally, he wouldn't have cared about such a small amount of spirit stones.
But this is not the usual situation.
Because spirit stones are also useful to demons, they are also one of the targets of demon raids.
Spirit stones are dwindling as you use them.
As the vice leader of the alliance, he had so many people to support, so he wished he could use one spirit stone as if it were two.
But Chu Mo was stunned when he heard his words.
He originally meant to buy it for ten million, but unexpectedly...
It seems that in their eyes, this magic crystal is truly a useless piece of trash.
He remained silent, "generously" giving the other party one million top-grade spirit stones, before happily saying:
"I'll keep buying these things in the future, as many as you have, and the price... let's just calculate it based on today's price."
"If the quality is good, a higher price is acceptable," Chu Mo added, as if having a change of heart.
"My name is Chu Mo. If you get your hands on this thing in the future, just go to the Forbidden Sea Wharf and find the people from the God-Slaying Alliance."
"Also, the name of your alliance... is a pretty good knock-off!"
After saying that, the person disappeared.
Only a group of people were left standing there dumbfounded, looking at each other in disbelief.
"He...he is Chu Mo?"
The burly man shuddered as he recalled calling the other man "kid" repeatedly.
The old man couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Is this magic crystal really useless?"
It's useless. Why did Chu Mo spend money to buy it? He even generously gave it a million top-grade spirit stones.
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