One particular spatial ring was filled with yuan spirit stones. Yuan spirit stones were the greatest currency in this world as they only ever increased in value.

That was why Guo Zhengyang had always done his best to get more yuan spirit stones, even if it was just one or two.

When Meng Qi had done her soulsearch on him, she found that he had a strange addiction. Each day, he would lie on top of his pile of yuan spirit stones and sleep. That was the only way he could feel at rest.

Looking at the five hundred million yuan spirit stones inside, Long Chen’s admiration for the Xuan Master maxed out.

When it came to strategy, who could compare to the Xuan Master?

He had raised a pig for three hundred years, and this pig had even drawn over more pigs from the Heaven Suppressing Magic Sect.

Three hundred years ago, the Xuan Master had seen through the character of the miserly Guo Zhengyang. At that time, he had sown this seed. Now it had borne fruit.

The amount of wealth...