Huang Tan couldn't wait any longer, so she asked Liu Wuxie to kneel down quickly.

Liu Wuxie ignored him and still closed his eyes.

Deacon Sun stood aside, without saying a word, watching quietly because the time had not yet arrived.

After the last minute was exhausted, Liu Wuxie finally opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Hundreds of thousands of materials gathered into a book and appeared in Liu Wuxie's soul sea.

"I want a purple lightning divine glass, a piece of earth dragon gold, half a pound of earth-soil..."

Liu Wuxie ignored Huang Tan's clamor and looked at Deacon Sun, saying several materials in a row.

Each material is worth a lot of money, and together, it is worth more than 80 million spirit stones.

Originally, Liu Wuxie didn't plan to buy so much, but since someone paid for him, why not do it? Buy more.

Adding Han Feizi's several materials together, there are more than 100 million pieces.

Huangtan alone cannot cash out so many spirit stones.

"Boy, don't you understand what I said, hurry up and kneel down."

Huang Tan was a little furious and was ignored by Liu Wuxie again and again, and stomped her feet in anger.

"There are 114,700 weapons and materials for Lingqiong Pavilion, of which metals account for 50%, meteorites account for 10%, deep-sea meteorites account for 20%, and the remaining 20%.

Liu Wuxie looked at Deacon Sun, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Deacon Sun felt a thrill in his heart. He was responsible for refining materials.

He is not sure about the specific number, about 100,000, and it is accurate to the number, unless the person who manages the warehouse knows it.

More importantly, Liu Wuxie also divided the categories, even the metals, meteorites, and meteorites, which is incredible.

"Boy, you're talking nonsense."

Huang Tan sarcasm all kinds of sarcasm, believing that Liu Wuxie was talking nonsense, and even Deacon Sun didn't know the specific numbers, so how did he know it.

"Isn't it nonsense? Please compare it with Lingqiongge to understand."

Liu Wuxie's eyes seemed to look at the dead, and then he looked at Huang Tan without any emotion.

"He was right. The refining materials of Lingqiong Pavilion are indeed 114,700, and the types are exactly the same as what he said."

Deacon Sun’s inability to answer Liu Wuxie’s question does not mean that the others in Lingqiong Pavilion do not have this qualification.

The crowd automatically moved away, and an old man appeared in everyone's sight.

Every time I took a step, the surrounding space was shaking, and the terrifying earth-mystery momentum rushed around wildly.

"It's Elder Qin, he is one of the few elders in Lingqiong Pavilion."

The crowd exclaimed, and even the elder of the Dixuan Realm came out. It seemed that the matter here had already alarmed the senior management of Lingqiong Pavilion.

It just so happened that Elder Qin was responsible for refining the materials again, and he knew the most.

"What's the use of remembering quantity? He just said that he could remember the names of all the materials."
Chapter completed!