Then, with a flap of its red wings, it flew to Xiao Bo's side and looked at Jun Feijue. Now that he had the ability to fly, he was too lazy to ride the crow anymore. It was more convenient for him to move around and get close to his master anytime, anywhere.
"Master, Master, these people are quite wealthy."
Just then, Ji Fanya excitedly controlled the black cauldron to Jun Feijue's side and said, "Especially this King of Dongyan, his wealth is really super rich."
Listening to Ji Fanya's account, everyone realized that the Eastern Yan Kingdom's king's spatial ring actually contained a total of 120 mid-grade Xuan stones and 20,000 low-grade Xuan stones!
As for the prime minister and the others, they had a total of twenty-two mid-grade mystic stones and more than seven thousand low-grade mystic stones.
"Holy crap, Zero, we made it!"
Chunhu Siqiong brushed aside the hair on Jun Feijue's shoulder, and a fluffy white head popped out, saying, "I was worried before that I wouldn't have enough Xuan Stones for cultivation. This King of Dongyan is so considerate."
"Hmph, this is the compensation he deserves."
Upon hearing the name of the King of Dongyan, Ji Fanya's mood instantly darkened again.
Even if her mother tarnished the royal family's reputation by eloping with someone, Dongyan and Xizhou were allies. Shouldn't family members choose to protect each other?
Just like between him and his master, if anyone wanted to harm his master, regardless of right or wrong, he would beat the other party into submission first.
I hope my mother is really alright, otherwise, he'll go and dig up the Bei family's ancestral graves!
"Yes, yes, that's right, that's right."
Having figured out Ji Fanya's personality, the group quickly nodded in agreement before asking, "Do you have anything else?"
"Well, we just looked at the Xuan Stone. Let me take a look."
As Ji Fanya spoke, he and Fan Qiyue continued searching, and soon a bunch of treasures were read out.
"Ah, there is actually a mid-grade magic weapon longsword in this king's ring."
Ji Fanya took out a sword and excitedly handed it to Jun Feijue, "In addition, there is a low-grade magic weapon fan and a low-grade magic weapon longsword. The remaining thirty items are all high-grade spiritual weapons."
"As expected of a king, this must be the culmination of decades or even centuries of accumulation."
Upon hearing this, everyone was agitated and exclaimed in unison, "If we sold this, how many Xuan Stones would we get?"
There was no way around it; everyone here, except for Shi Wuxie, was a reincarnated being. The weapons they came with were already the best, and these weapons, which were incredibly precious to the world, held no appeal for them.
As for Shi Wuxie, his fingernails are the sharpest thing in the world, and he has no habit of using weapons at all.
"Your Majesty, what is the value of this treasure in the Empire?"
After receiving the only three treasures, Jun Feijue looked at Di Moyu thoughtfully and asked.
"While low-grade magic weapons are not rare, they are not common either. Mid-grade magic weapons can only be crafted by fifth-grade weapon refiners and are very valuable. Only scions of ordinary large families can obtain them."
Di Moyu took one of them, and while removing the mark of recognition that the King of Dongyan had originally added, he said, "Ordinary cultivators should use high-grade spiritual weapons and low-grade magic weapons more often."
"Girl, there aren't many alchemists and weapon refiners because the requirements for their qualifications are very high."
Seeing Jun Feijue's confusion, Tiandi explained, "With more monks than porridge, things naturally become precious. Without some real strength, you can't snatch good stuff."
"I see."
Once Heaven and Earth explained it this way, Jun Feijue understood.
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