But, that Liu Zide was burning through them way too fast!
He genuinely felt distressed; even though it was the Taoist Sect's Spirit Stones he was burning, in his heart, it felt as if they were his own. He even specifically instructed that the letter be burnt after reading, lest the Taoist Sect Master see it and think less of him, as if he had long been scheming to get his hands on the Taoist Sect's Spirit Stones, just waiting for them to deliver the goods.
It was a bit of a loss in dignity.
He, Chen Qiu, sometimes needed a bit of face too.
Afterward, he took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the Xuantian Throne, and continued to circulate his mental method in harsh cultivation. He still hadn't used the opportunity to select an entry, having accumulated two chances already.
He just needed to save up one more time, and then he could cobble together three chances, which would allow him to exchange for an opportunity to draw a "Supreme Entry."
