Chapter 1111
- This alchemist was old enough to react quickly through the expressions of everyone present, looking at the stall owner with an odd look on his face, he asked “At what price did you just sell it?”
- “Ten thousand spirit crystals.” The stall owner's voice was shivering as he spoke, only feeling that his mansion, female slaves, were all gone.
- Life would have to be struggled for a hundred more years.