Relying on One's Own Ability

Ye Yuan sunk his divine sense into that storage ring and checked over the number of essence crystals and medicinal herbs inside.

"Only the three of us elders have high-grade essence crystals. Tallying it up is merely around 30. The remainder has all been converted into middle-grade essence crystals and low-grade essence crystals. Not a piece is missing!" Wu Zhao said with a somber look when he saw Ye Yuan checking over the inventory.

Ye Yuan's calculation abilities were very heaven-defying. He just briefly scanned and knew that what Wu Zhao said was not false.

"The Heavenly Sky Sect is indeed loaded. Carrying so many essence crystals on a trip to a mystic realm. Hmm, looks like you're short of ten pieces of low-grade essence crystals, but forget about it. Everyone says that the wealthier one is, the more miserly. It's certainly true. Then. . . many thanks to Elder Wu for gifting these," Ye Yuan clasped his hands and said.