"Don't tell me the Divine Doctor is not afraid I'll default on the debt and not acknowledge it?"
"If you really were that sort of person, I wouldn't have treated your wife and children. Don't feel like I've only given them a few shots; the energy I've used, you can't see. Even if your bar sells for half a million less, you're not at a loss at all."
Ling Zhenfei spoke the truth. The consumption of Spiritual Power was beyond his imagination. In modern society, if he found another cultivator, even for one million, they wouldn't be willing to spend so much Northern Spiritual Energy. Fortunately, Ling Zhenfei had the Heaven-Dropping Essence Marrow to utilize. Otherwise, he wouldn't be willing to use up so much in one treatment, surging seven or eight times as much.
"What are you saying, Divine Doctor? Even if you asked me to give you the bar, that would be fine, let alone just paying for it. It's okay if you don't have the money now; give it to me whenever you have it."
