If it were any other matter, Ling Chuxi would not have gotten to the bottom of it. But when it came to money, Ling Chuxi had to take it seriously. The little yellow chick's appetite was getting bigger and bigger. It did not even know that refining the spiritual pills that it had entrusted to Ling Chuxi also required the purchase of spiritual herbs. Ling Chuxi once again felt the sense of urgency to be stretched thin.
"That's hard to say. If we go all out, maybe 20 to 30 million, maybe 40 to 50 million. It depends on the situation." Ji Shiyuan was in a dilemma. He couldn't offend Elder Gong, but he didn't want to be in the same boat as him, so he could only continue to be vague, but he still revealed some truth.
"You need so many spirit stones to repair a mere enchantment formation?" Ling Chuxi looked at Ji Shiyuan in surprise.
