The Ordinary Blood Pill

"Is that so? Everyone will be going? What's the purpose?" Lin Han raised an eyebrow, inquiring.

"It's a tradition; at the final moments, everyone gathers together. As the time draws to a close, and Spirit Points are almost depleted, it's customary for everyone to converge. There, a camp will be set up," Mu Li explained.

"I see. I'll check it out. The Small Spirit Realm is peculiar, and I believe there will be many treasures. My Spirit Point is substantial; perhaps I'll find something worthwhile," Lin Han's eyes revealed a hint of surprise, followed by a growing interest.

Countless treasures lay within the Small Spirit Realm, and among the tens of thousands of outer disciples, many had obtained treasures. With Lin Han's considerable Spirit Point, he could also make some purchases when he found something he liked.

"How much Spirit Point do you have, Lin Han?" Mu Li raised an eyebrow, then asked.