"This is the Red Gold Fruit?"
Gao Xian held the Red Gold Fruit and examined it closely.
It looked like a large strawberry, but its surface was coated with a layer of gold, with a hint of crimson, making it look very beautiful.
At first glance, the Red Gold Fruit looked like a man-made metal craft.
The exquisite box contained ten Red Gold Fruits, worth five hundred spirit stones!
A year ago, Gao Xian was still counting every spirit stone, so the price of such spiritual items was beyond his imagination.
It was only because he had made a fortune recently and had plenty of spirit stones in hand that he could bear to buy the Red Gold Fruit.
Even so, Gao Xian felt a pang of pain at the expensive purchase, almost reluctant to part with it.
Fortunately, two days ago, Huang Ying sent a thousand low-grade spirit stones to him, making him much more financially comfortable.
That day at the Huang family, he had killed nearly twenty people, and by collecting the spirit stones, talismans, and magical instruments from their bodies, he had acquired hundreds of spirit stones.
Huang Ying was quite considerate and probably added some more to make it a round number before sending them over.
Gao Xian politely declined a few times before accepting.
Huang Ying lingered in his room, teasing him in various ways, almost devouring him.