Made a Small Fortune

After a huge explosion, a huge pit that was dozens of feet deep was left on the ground. Black smoke rose from the pit, and it was silent inside...

Everyone's hearts sank. Could it be that the Little Fiend had been killed by that last lightning bolt?

The enlarged Wu Yun felt smug. Hahaha, the Little Fiend had finally been killed by it! Although it did not have much spiritual power left, it was still worth it! It had finally vented its anger!

Just as the Wu Yun was feeling pleased with itself, it heard a laugh that sounded like a silver bell coming from the pit. "Little Weakling, I have to thank you. I managed to dig up some hundred-century purple tuber down here. This is something worth celebrating! What a huge root! It's worth at least hundreds of millions of Spirit Stones!"

The Wu Yun was so angry that it almost fainted!