"Sect Leader Elder Brother, you're sitting on my money."
At this point, Mao Ruxue spoke up. She was the one in charge of collecting the money.
With each successful disciple, she would scoop up a hundred Dao Source Stones from the table in front of Li Daoran and pocket them.
Each time she did so, the little lass's eyes would smile until they closed into a line.
Clink, clink!
That was the sound of money!
Seeing the Dao Source Stones disappearing from the table, Li Daoran started to feel a headache.
"Junior brother, I have a question. I don't know if it's appropriate to ask."
After a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, came up to Chen Chang'an and uttered his question rather timidly.
"Sect Leader, my time is precious. I can make a hundred Dao Source Stones in ten seconds. So, I think your question might be inappropriate."
Chen Chang'an continued his work planting the Literary Veins for the disciple standing in front of him, even as he turned his head to reply to Li Daoran.