Chapter 129

Time flew by. The next day at the hour of zi, bedlam gripped the chamber again. The weapons plunged as the cultivators scrambled wildly.

One could never have too many spiritual arms. Top grade pieces sold for over ten thousand low grade spirit stones outside - nearly a late stage Bone Sacrifice cultivator's entire fortune. Many roaming ones didn't even own decent spirit weapons!

As for supreme grade? Generally not for sale.

With tens of thousands here, this was a real treasure trove.

"This top armor is mine."

Dylan Foster was bizarre, always grabbing top items. He usually snagged two or three daily!

Firstly, his strength was at the Peak of Bone Sacrifice, among the top few hundred. Secondly, his status made others hesitate to contend, especially the roaming cultivators.

"Damn!" A one-eyed loner ground his teeth as Dylan seized the armor he had claimed, his sole eye coldly tracing the thief before looking away resentfully.

"Hmm? Medium grade gauntlets?" His eye lit up, catching sight
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