The old monk actually won the bet, and Meng Fan, in a great mood, threw a Spirit Stone into the old monk's sarira spatial storage without a second word.
Yes!
A single one.
He had indeed given one, yet it felt as if he had given nothing at all.
The old monk examined it back and forth carefully, confirming that his eyes were not playing tricks on him—it really was just one Spirit Stone.
And the most important part: it was a low-grade Spirit Stone!
At least give me a medium-grade Spirit Stone, for goodness' sake...
Chapter 170