Getting a stash of Spirit Stones for nothing, Lu Qing was in a good mood.
Twenty thousand lower-grade Spirit Stones are not a small amount. After all, those two Trial Jade Talismans were of no use to him.
Being able to exchange them for Spirit Stones was like earning them for free.
Additionally, each of the Storage Magical Treasures of those three Golden Core Realm cultivators contained some Spirit Stones.
This gave Lu Qing, who originally felt a bit strapped for cash, a bit of replenishment.
Just as he was storing away the Spirit Stones, the valley ahead, shrouded in an invisible spatial fluctuation, finally showed some movement.
He saw a distortion in the air, and a figure appeared from within the valley.
It was a man wearing a ghostly mask, exuding a chilling aura that made everyone afraid to underestimate him.
