Mo Wangchen wasn't a fool, but he definitely had plenty of money.
He possessed a limitless supply of the Divine Spring, each drop worth a fortune.
After leaving the Tianyuan Auction, Mo Wangchen found another place to sell a significant amount of the Divine Spring.
With spirit stones in hand, since spirit stones could be used for cultivation, he naturally needed to keep some on him.
Ten million spirit stones were nothing to him, hardly worth mentioning!
"Ten million?" The Little Wolf King frowned, his gaze fixated as the faint smile on his face faded significantly.
He slightly frowned, squinting his eyes, and scrutinized the young man in white, who seemed about his age.
"Could he be a Divine Son from some Sacred Land?" he speculated.
Otherwise, how could an ordinary person possibly come up with ten million spirit stones?
