Bet

With so many spirit stones in his hand, Shaan felt like a rich second generation.

For a long time Shaan wanted to buy an overpowered sword, reading all those sword cultivation fantasy books before transmigrating had long filled his heart with envy, how could he miss this chance?

Even if he didn't plan to become a sword practitioner, having an impressive sword just to show off was enough.

With a hefty budget of about 25 middle-grade spirit stones in his spatial ring, in big strides, he moved towards the sect's marketplace.

...…

Perhaps it was bad luck, even after visiting almost all small shops, all Shaan could find were low-level trash weapons.

 "It makes sense unless it's some big shop or an auction house, who is willing to take out an excellent weapon just for sale sake."

With a heavy expression, Shaan felt confused.

 "Do I have to once again go down the mountain?"