Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
Drunken Immortal Tower.
Inside a magnificent and beautifully furnished room, the floor was covered with all sorts of jade ornaments.
A rough count revealed no fewer than a hundred pieces.
Jade tablets, Jade Bottles, Jade Statues, Jade Mountains, jade pots, jade horns… all carved from Dao Pattern Spirit Jade.
A charming young woman in a goose-yellow dress said respectfully, "Senior, this servant has followed your instructions and sent people to all the shops in the Immortal City, big and small. We have bought all the Dao Pattern Spirit Jade that was for sale."
Fang Cheng strolled around the room, running his hand over the Dao Pattern Spirit Jades. He felt the changes in the Creation Golden Talisman within his sea of consciousness and was very satisfied.
Spending all his Creation Points at once in the Buddhist Sect's black market that day had really pained him for a while.
