Two More Strikes

Jiang Hao turned to look behind him. He frowned when he saw two new faces.

A man and a woman.

The man was at the peak of the Primordial Spirit Realm, with unstable fluctuations in his aura. It meant that his cultivation wasn't stable yet. He must have advanced just recently.

The woman was at the late stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm with a stable aura. She must have been at that stage for a long time.

The strength of the two was not something a Golden Core Realm cultivator could face, which explained why those five people had fled into the mine.

Jiang Hao also didn't want to become their enemy.

"Seniors, do you need something from me?" asked Jiang Hao.

"We want to borrow some spirit stones," Ye Luo said with a smile. "How many spirit stones do you have, young friend?"

"One thousand five hundred," Jiang Hao said.