"What? They actually made their money back!"
Lin Xuan was shocked. He knew the price of Purple Cloud Cold Iron, and the sheer quantity needed for such a gigantic palace was astounding.
Probably only the Ancient Families could afford it.
The closer he got to the Ziyun Palace, the more he could feel the majestic aura. Even when Lin Xuan was enveloped by the purple glow, his body felt a warm sensation.
Ahead, two or three gigantic purple gates stood like sentinel gods.
They exuded an aura of grandeur and majesty.
At the entrance, people were coming and going in an endless stream.
With Liu Mingyue's brief introduction, Lin Xuan learned that the expenditures inside were astonishing.
Just grabbing a meal here would cost more than an ordinary King could afford.
You'd have to splurge to enjoy a meal here.
If you want a sumptuous meal, even smaller sects cannot afford it; only those with vast wealth can spend here.
