C1537 The Forces of the Unfamiliar Gods

Hunsuo gazed at the spot where Lo Chuan had vanished, utterly perplexed by the situation.

The recent exchange lingered in his mind—

"The magic mobile in your possession is valued at a hundred spiritual crystals," the deity had declared.

"...I don't have them," Hunsuo had blurted out, unsure of how the words escaped him.

"Not even a hundred spiritual crystals?" the deity's brows furrowed