"Saint Heir, take these Spirit Stones for your use."
The Drum Master handed a storage bag to Chen Nan, containing two million Low-grade Spirit Stones.
To Chen Nan, these Spirit Stones were not much at all, after all, the Spirit Stones he consumed for cultivation were ten times or even a hundred times that of ordinary cultivators.
The All Things Spiritual Root is indeed a path of enormous consumption.
Since Chen Nan chose it, he would have no regrets.
"Then I won't hold back."
Chen Nan chuckled and accepted the Spirit Stones, after all, when he was condensing the Fake Pill, he had already exhausted all the Spirit Stones he had.
Now, apart from a lot of miscellaneous items, he didn't have a single Spirit Stone left, so the Spirit Stones given by the Drum Master were like refreshing rain after a long drought.
Chang Qing and Ah Yin followed by Chen Nan's side with considerable reluctance, the yearning almost showing on their faces.
