"If I want to buy a True God's corpse, how many divine stones do I need?" Lin Wudao took a deep breath and asked, refusing to give up.
[The minimum is 100 million supreme-grade divine stones.]
What? So many?
Hearing this price, Lin Wudao's lips curled into a bitter smile. If that was the case, he was indeed too poor.
100 million supreme-grade divine stones were equivalent to 100 million years of lifespan.
Even if he used the supreme talisman to get a 90% discount, he would still have to pay ten million years of his lifespan. This price was indeed too great.
Lin Wudao could barely afford ten million years of lifespan, but it was not worth it just to buy a True God's corpse.
"I thought that with a lifespan of more than ten million years, I could squander a little in the City of Heavens. I didn't expect that I would still be among the lowest level of poverty," Lin Wudao sighed helplessly.
"Mu Jiutian, where's Ji Ruyue?"