"Don't rush. There's more."
Wang Yu had always been the sort to "receive peach wood from another and repay them with fine jade." Situ Hong had helped him solve a major difficult problem, so he was not stingy about gifting some resources in return.
Even if they had come late, it was still better than not having them at all.
Besides, being on guard was the normal state in the Demonic Dao. Wang Yu still wanted to obtain Five Yin Peak's inheritance from him; he simply had not found the chance to ask yet.
After rummaging through the many Storage Bags beneath his robe, Wang Yu found five of them. They were filled with corpses, Magical Artifacts, and various miscellaneous things.
Their total value was around thirty thousand spirit stones.
"Help me sell this batch of goods. I only want twenty thousand spirit stones, but you need to keep helping me obtain more Yin Marrow Liquid."
Situ Hong did not speak. Only after checking through all the Storage Bags one by one did he nod.
"No problem. Senior Brother Wang, cultivate at ease. You can leave all these errands to me."
Once upon a time, the relationship between the two of them had been completely reversed.
Back then, at Profound Bone Mountain, he had merely been an insignificant ant~
Time truly was the strongest force in the world. It could change everything.
After Situ Hong left.
Wang Yu took out the Yin Marrow Liquid and impatiently smeared it over both hands. Since the other party had only brought one portion, it was only enough for him to cultivate once.
But it would definitely greatly improve the realm of this technique.
When first entered, the Profound Yin Hand had been small, only the size of a fist.
At Minor Accomplishment, he