Cleaning Immortal Arts?

After dealing with Yan Jie, Feng Fan closed the door and opened the sack to inspect its contents.

"Wow, what grade are these spiritual qi stones?" he murmured, his eyes widening at the sight of ten spiritual qi stones inside.

"Could these be... high-grade?" he wondered, his eyebrows shooting up in astonishment. "Damn, not even the elders in my sect have high-grade qi stones. This Dao Seeking School is filthy rich!"

He grabbed two stones and slipped them into his space ring, leaving the remaining eight in the sack. Placing the sack on a wooden chair, he turned and made his way back to the second floor.

'Since I helped her with the mission, it's only fair to take a reward for myself,' he thought with a smirk.

He took another pill from the batch Long Liu had given him and resumed his cultivation.

Fourteen days passed without interruption, and Feng Fan could feel he was inching closer and closer to the 6th stage.