After ordering, the waiter calculated the total and quickly came up with a number: "Honored guests, the total is 360,000 lower-grade Pure Yang Stones."
Wang Qiutian heard this and immediately grimaced: "So expensive! A table of food and drinks cost 360,000 lower-grade Pure Yang Stones—it truly is a high-class establishment." Normally, such spending would be unbearable for most people.
Holy Sun said, "Let me handle it. It's not cheap, indeed. But since we entered Jiuzhou City, it was destined that we'd be thoroughly fleeced once. This is probably the only time in our lives we'll have the chance to attend the Jiuzhou Immortal Sect disciple selection, so let's spend a bit. Luckily, we brought enough money with us, haha."
If Wang Qiutian and his companions had to pay, they truly wouldn't afford it. Except for Tangyu and Holy Sun, who had relatively more wealth, the rest were quite poor.
