Gu Shanhai's face was somewhat pale; he had overdrawn his life force a bit too severely.
"This thing is too cheap, just cost me ten thousand years of lifespan..." Gu Shanhai complained.
Ten thousand years might seem like a lot, but Gu Shanhai actually had thought it would start at a hundred thousand years at least. However, upon reflection, the king of herbs weighing three and a half pounds that he had bought before had only cost him three thousand years of life. Compared to that, this truly seemed like a bargain.
The reason for the overdraft was simple: drawing out ten percent of one's lifespan would leave anyone feeling weak—life force constitutes life span, after all. Gu Shanhai had an abundant life force, but it could not withstand such siphoning.
"Yo~" Little White was worried about Gu Shanhai's condition.