"Fifteen million Spirit Gathering Pills..."
Wen Yulong looked at the full load of gourds that packed the warehouse in front of him, unable to help but exclaim in awe.
Chu Liang, on the other hand, maintained his calm demeanor, waved his hand and gathered the Spirit Gathering Pills into his magical storage tool bit by bit. This one warehouse would probably require loading into two magical storage tools, and he still had four such tools on him.
It was quite extravagant.
Wen Yulong, standing by his side, finally couldn't restrain himself and asked: "Senior Brother Chu, what on earth are you going to do with so many Spirit Gathering Pills?"
Why would anyone need to buy so many Spirit Gathering Pills?
Chu Liang gave a slight smile.
