Jiang Ding carefully examined the piece of No. 21 Synthetic Geng Metal.
Despite its small, fist-sized appearance, it actually weighed a thousand pounds. It was rich in the sharp Gengjin Qi, and synthesizing it consumed energy and materials as vast as oceans and mountains, enough for millions of people in several cities to use for decades to spare.
The price, thirty million low-grade Spirit Stones!
Don't complain about it being expensive.
Being able to buy such a top-tier third-grade material with low-grade Spirit Stones is a steal. If word got out, countless Golden Pill Monks from the Outer Realm would be green with envy.
"Just like that, I'm broke..."
Jiang Ding couldn't help but sigh.
This one piece had consumed all his annual income.
Fortunately, he didn't rely on Elixirs or Spirit Stones for cultivation. As long as he had a Spiritual Vein, it was enough for him, or else his own cultivation would have been affected.
