It's no wonder Shi Hao was disappointed, for inside the space of the ring, there were only a few broken stones.
Spirit Stones?
Although Shi Hao had used a large batch, he still had quite a few left, at least much more than these few pieces.
He reached out and sprinkled them, tossing the broken stones onto the ground.
"Just a few worthless stones," he shook his head, "no wonder the person imprisoning him didn't bother to take them."
Spirit Stones, would Immortals even care about them?
"Kid, your eyesight is terrible," the Purple Gold Rat shook its head, "these are not Spirit Stones, they are Immortal Stones!"
"Immortal Stones?" Shi Hao was surprised. He looked at these stones, lacking any appeal, extremely rough. He would have thought they were Spirit Stones, only because they were stored inside an Immortal's Spatial Spirit Tool.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have given them a second glance if they were discarded on the ground.
