A low-grade Spirit Stone is roughly the size of a bottle cap, and is a very regular polyhedron.
Lu Wenwu's palm, as big as a fan, grabbed at least dozens of them.
Including that young cultivator, many Qi Refining cultivators can't earn this many Spirit Stones in half a month!
This is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.
The young cultivator swallowed hard and patted Xiaowu's shoulder: "Brother Wu rewards you, quickly put it away and thank Brother Wu."
Only then did Xiaowu react, shivering all over, and bowed to Lu Wenwu.
"Thank you, Elder Wu, for the reward! Thank you, Elder Wu, for the reward!"
"No need to kneel here, a hand gesture is enough. Get up and show me around. Also, call me Brother Wu."
"Yes, Brother Wu."
The one giving money is the boss. Xiaowu had encountered some patrons before with little quirks in their titles and smoothly changed his address.
After storing away the Spirit Stones, he stood up and gestured, leading Lu Wenwu into the city.
