The shouting of the town population at the teleportation point pulled Jing Yan's thoughts back.
Narrowing his eyes, Jing Yan lightly furrowed his brow.
"Is there a fee?" Jing Yan saw some armored warriors accepting divine crystals from the martial artists preparing to enter the town.
His divine thought instinctively swept through the Qiankun Small World.
With that sweep, Jing Yan's brows furrowed even tighter.
The divine crystals in the Qiankun Small World were surprisingly scant.
During the ten years of cultivating in the Luojiu Space Secret Realm, Jing Yan ascended from a three-star True God to the Nine Stars True God Realm; his cultivation speed was astonishing, but the consumption of divine crystals and other resources was also a staggering figure.
The divine crystals and Vermilion Pills he had accumulated earlier had indeed been nearly exhausted.
