“Five Spirit Stones, five White Essence Fruits, and ninety jin of Spirit Rice,” Li Tongya counted, reassessing his possessions. The White Essence Fruits were common ingredients in pill concoctions. His family lacked the expertise to put them to good use, so he decided to sell them instead. The Spirit Rice, however, brimming with spiritual qi, was worth keeping for personal consumption.0

“We still owe Xiao Yuansi ten Spirit Stones,” he mumbled, feeling an impending headache.0

It seems Xiao Yuansi understands it’s not a debt he can collect quickly. Even the envoy has already departed. For now, I’ll have to let the debt stand... perhaps for a few more years.0

As Li Tongya strolled through the bustling market, he marveled at the array of spirit objects but found nothing related to the hundred arts of Immortal Cultivation.0

He crouched before a stall,...0