“How much money? To use such a vulgar word to weigh my household, it seems you really are a poor ghost,” sneered Ye Qian.

Long Chen curled his lips. “Despite your eyes looking like that, they at least managed to see that truth. So tell me, how many points are you worth? If it’s not enough, I’m not interested.”

The three hundred thousand points in his hands were not enough for these medicinal ingredients. The cheaper ones were already twenty thousand points, with the more expensive ones being over a hundred thousand points.

He guessed that some of these ingredients might be unique items. Due to not being able to produce more of them, they became especially precious. Based on what he had seen, there were many of them that he wanted, so he needed more points to buy them. For Ye Qian to challenge him to an alchemy battle was perfect.

“Points? Hahaha, if you want to calculate according to that, I have at least one hundred million...