Chen Li emerged from Zhang Yan's home
with a thick stack of talismans in hand.
102 Featherweight Talismans.
32 Arrow-Evasion Talismans.
The current market price for Featherweight Talismans was four low-grade Spirit Stones each, and Arrow-Evasion Talismans were two low-grade Spirit Stones each.
Selling them all, even after deducting Zhao Lin's share, he should gain income equivalent to two mid-grade Spirit Stones.
This amount of money wasn't insignificant to someone who was in dire need of cash.
"Still, it's not enough," Chen Li sighed in his heart.
Mid-grade magical instruments were much harder to sell than low-grade ones.
Over the past couple of months,
he had managed to sell a mere four.
Although each fetched a high price, averaging three mid-grade Spirit Stones, adding up they totaled only twelve mid-grade Spirit Stones. His savings, combined with the bits and pieces he earned during this period, amounted to about sixteen mid-grade Spirit Stones on hand.
