Isn't It Easy to Make Money?

"Did I really pull out the legendary sword?"

Gu Qinger was shocked on the spot.

He glanced at a famous sword in a daze. This was the first time he knew how it felt to hold the famous sword in his hand.

The onlookers also rushed forward.

"Brother, are you sure you are not joking?"

"You are the fated one?"

"Yes." Xu Xiaoshou nodded with a smile.

He glanced at the Night Guardian before turning his head.

To his knowledge, the Ghost Beast and the red-clothed Night Guardian had all been defeated by this famous sword.

He did not believe that among these young fellows, there was a strength that could surpass Dao beheading.

"Suspected, passive value, + 239."

Without a doubt, after receiving a positive reply, everyone was dumbfounded.

Gu Qinger touched the ring and realized that he did not bring any spirit crystals with him when he went out.

Immediately, he cast his gaze on his junior brother.

"Money!"