"Spirit Stone?"
The young Taoist looked at his demon pet, puzzled.
In the Taoist temple, the Spiritual Liquid was always free for the two girls to use. The yellow and white items seized from the cave of the Demon King in Qing State, and the many Spirit Stones given by Zhao Dabao along with the storage magic tool, were all managed by Yu Yaoer.
Jin Xu himself only kept about ten thousand pieces for pocket money.
Why was he now being asked for Spirit Stones?
"Little Yu, you're not thinking of using these Spirit Stones to make soup, are you?"
He had barely gotten halfway through his sentence when the young Taoist suddenly realized something.
"Young Master, what are you thinking!"
Yu Yaoer pouted her oily little mouth and shook her head to deny it.
"Phew, that's a relief."
