If you have more money, then keep a low profile.

"Then, thank you Pavilion master Qiao." Elder Teng didn't feel that he had suffered a loss at all. Instead, he was ecstatic.

"Master Ling, please check. There are five million spiritual stones in total." Elder Teng took out an interspatial ring and handed it to Ling Chuxi.

"Oh, okay. This clear dew mysterious pill will belong to elder Teng." Ling Chuxi used her divine sense to casually scan the pill before taking out the spiritual pill and handing it over to elder Teng.

A Dao luck pill that originally cost 18000 had only taken one night to refine and was sold for a sky-high price of five million in the blink of an eye. Even Ling Chuxi herself felt a little confused.

"Elder Teng, Pavilion Lord Qiao, we'll be taking our leave now." Ling Chuxi kept the spatial ring and bade the two of them farewell.

Even in the venerable realm, five million spirit stones was not a small sum. Ling Chuxi decided to keep a low profile so that others would not covet it.