As he carefully wiped the snow mud from the Spirit Stone, the crowd erupted in a wave of astonished cries, their voices loud as the tides.
Wu Xiangquan's eyes widened in disbelief. How could Hu Qiong have such luck?!
He deeply regretted in his heart.
If he had mentioned earlier that he possessed Spiritual Medicine for bone injuries, then wouldn't he be the one obtaining this precious top-grade spiritual stone?
This was a top-grade Spirit Stone, one that an immortal energy-rich spirit mountain produces only once in a century!
Where did this prodigal son come from, exchanging a Yuan Huang Elixir for it so casually?
Under the watchful eyes akin to wolves, Hu Qiong nervously pocketed the Spirit Stone, then looked up and gave Baili An a sheepish smile, unable to maintain any airs of the Hu Family from Ze Country.
"Sir... sir, you really leave me at a loss for words,"
