"What are you looking at? Never seen a beautiful woman before?" The Female Cultivator had quite a temper. "So, are you buying or not? Ten thousand apiece. They're all the same price."
"Top-Grade Spirit Stones?"
"Obviously! Why else would I want a pile of useless rocks? But looking at you, it doesn't seem like you can afford them."
Her words hit a sore spot. Wang Meng really was flat broke. He'd had some savings, but they were all refined away in the Celestial Fire Cauldron. The mask looked a lot like the ones he'd seen in the Extreme Dao Alliance. If he had something like it, life would certainly get a little easier.
Wang Meng picked up the mask and felt it. The texture was similar to those from the Extreme Dao Alliance. 'Could there really be something from the Ghost Axe Divine Skill Sect in a place like this?'
