Before long, Ah Weng brought another one hundred thousand Creation Spiritual Crystals.0

Noticing that Tian Chen was sinking deeper into a gambler-like frenzy, Ah Weng softly reminded, "Your Highness, the palace requires funds to operate. Please use your funds sparingly."0

As a prince vying for the throne, Tian Chen's palace incurred significant expenses. He had to support a large retinue, grease palms for various dealings, and manage a host of other expenses. Spending two hundred thousand Creation Spiritual Crystals at once could potentially plunge the palace into financial trouble.0

Tian Chen stared intently at the broken sword and pagoda in front of him. 0

"It's fine," he replied with burning eyes.0

Ah Weng nodded and stayed silent. As a servant, he understood the need for tact, as saying more would be inappropriate.0

Tian Chen poured the energy within the Creation Spiritual Crystals into the broken pagoda and the sword. The two items absorbed the energy like vortexes, taking in everything without restraint.0

As the pile of Creation Spiritual Crystals dwindled, Ah Weng grew increasingly uneasy. If two hundred thousand crystals failed to awaken the spirit of these two...0