the study room fell into a long silence.
bai wushang rubbed the space between his eyebrows, feeling a little tired.
acting as he jiuyang and becoming a saint had earned him a lot of rewards.
with the lineage of death's successful overturning of the case and returning to his original identity, the subsequent privileges and benefits would definitely not be available.
but what he already had, such as sacred medicine, sacred blood, sacred beasts 'blood food, rare metals, high-grade magic stones ... no matter how he thought about it, it was impossible for them to catch the eyes of the dragon court's higher-ups, and they were bound to end up in his pocket.
bai wushang was going to take a small portion first and exchange it for suitable resources through the flying dragon chamber of commerce to ease the shortage of materials.
however, reality slapped him in the face.
