Spirit Rings (1)

It was the first time that Mu Qian Fan saw a youth being so easy and generous with his money. Even after Qiao Chu dragged him all the way out of the inn, his eyes were still staring blankly.

When Fan Zhuo and Rong Ruo got back, Qiao Chu had already left with Mu Qian Fan. The big slab of black rock had only yielded them a tiny palm sized piece of Black Silver.

"Dumb Qiao has gone out to buy things that we will need at the Heaven's End Ciff, so when will you be able to begin the things on your end?" Fei Yan asked, looking at the tiny piece of Black Silver. The price of Black Silver was also very high in the Middle Realm, although not exactly priceless and invaluable, it was nevertheless still a prized item hard to come by.

They had still been very young when they were in the Middle Realm. They had heard about Black Silver from their elders then, but had never seen it physically before.