"How dare he!"
Inside a Spirit Qi-filled cave mansion, Huangfu Song smashed the teacup in his hand, his face full of fury.
A mere lower-grade defense magic item, how could it dare to be priced at fifty thousand Spirit Stones? Do they truly think the cultivators in the Immortal Cultivation World are fools?
Minister Gui, who was reporting the news beside him, showed a helpless expression.
He could roughly understand what had enraged Huangfu Song.
Back then, losing his nerve in front of Demon King Qingyang had been Huangfu Song's greatest humiliation. Even though he often comforted himself with the notion that "true men can endure humiliation for success," his constant attention to Qingyang Demon King's movements revealed that he had not truly let the matter go.
Now that Demon King Qingyang had reforged a second defense magic item, it meant that his success was no mere accident.
Such treasures had a substantial market value, and their prices consistently remained high.
