Chapter 12
Within moments of swallowing the Gold Marrow Honey, Qi Ping’s dantian and meridians were flooded with dense spiritual energy.
At the same time, his body rapidly strengthened under the nourishing surge of blood essence.
“This is insane!”
The sheer potency of the honey left Qi Ping awestruck. Having only ever consumed low-grade resources, he was experiencing high-quality spiritual energy for the first time.
And the blood essence—continuously tempering and enhancing his physique—was on an entirely different level compared to any spiritual herb he’d refined before.
“No wonder sect disciples and noble clan heirs advance so quickly. Unless you’ve tried resources like this, you’d never understand the real gap.”
For a rogue cultivator scraping by, buying even a single high-grade spiritual herb could cost half their savings. A few more purchases, and they’d be completely broke.
And once their savings were drained? Who knew how long it’d take to earn that many spirit stones again.
Most couldn’t afford to splurge.