In Ye Zhen's palm, fifteen pigeon egg-sized high-grade Thought Spirit Pills were shining brightly.
At the moment he saw these fifteen high-grade Thought Spirit Pills, the young man's eyes widened, his handsome face flushed red, and he looked at Ye Zhen, unable to utter a single word.
One low-grade Thought Spirit Pill is worth the price of one high-grade Spiritual Stone, and one high-grade Thought Spirit Pill is at least worth ten thousand high-grade Spiritual Stones, so fifteen of them equate to one hundred fifty thousand high-grade Spiritual Stones.
Equivalent to fifteen million mid-grade Spirit Stones, and these fifteen million mid-grade Spirit Stones are merely used for one's cultivation.
He had been showing off his wealth before Ye Zhen for quite some time, but it turned out that the young man with seemingly ordinary cultivation in front of him was the real magnate.
