A Windfall of Treasure

Crack—clang! Another metal cover protecting the Puppet's energy reserve was forcibly blasted off its chest by Feng Wu.

Feng Wu reached out and collected the Puppet lying motionless on the ground, along with all the Third Order Magic Cores scattered across the floor.

Little Er Ha was working especially hard today!

Whenever it lured one over, with the two of them against one, Feng Wu dismantled those old Puppets incredibly quickly!

With a little care, they could dismantle an average of three Puppets per hour, far faster than Feng Wu working alone!

It was three times his solo efficiency!

"Little Er Ha, take a break first." Feng Wu casually took out a bottle of Qi Replenishing Pills and tossed three into Little Er Ha's eager mouth as a reward.

Too bad these Puppets don't give experience. Feng Wu thought greedily.

Feng Wu could not quite determine the rules behind the system's experience rewards. But judging by the current situation, he could only gain experience by killing enemies with genuine life.

"Little Er Ha, rest for now, and watch the entrance for me. I'll go pick those medicinal herbs first." Feng Wu swallowed a Qi Replenishing Pill as well, then pointed at the Medicine Garden in the distance as he spoke to Little Er Ha.

Though a small number of metal Puppets had yet to be eliminated, the areas on both sides had already been cleared.

Feng Wu could now move freely through a large part of the Dou Wang's burial chamber.

Feng Wu headed first to the left side of the burial chamber. He had been coveting the high-grade medicinal herbs in that Medicine Garden for quite some time!

Even the poorest of these herbs could serve as the main ingredients for Third or Fourth Order pills, or supporting ingredients for Fourth or Fifth Grade pills.

The more valuable ones included two main ingredients for Sixth Order pills, their worth beyond estimation.

In the hands of experts, such things could scarcely be bought with money. They were more often traded for other items.

Feng Wu flicked his hand, sending a suitable gust of wind sweeping through the garden. The air filled with the rustling sounds of withered leaves fluttering, snapping, and crumbling into ash.

Feng Wu watched with heartache as the dead herbs turned into grayish-yellow powder in the breeze. These had all been top-grade spiritual materials!

Even the worst among them had been of higher quality than the two Snake Spirit Grasses from before.

In the end, only seven medicinal herbs remained standing in the garden, and even two of those were in poor condition.

Without another word, Feng Wu took out all manner of tools: a jade hoe, jade shovel, jade boxes, porcelain plates, wooden knives... and more.

High-grade medicinal herbs required highly particular and demanding methods, whether for harvesting or storage!

Some could only be dug out with their surrounding soil using jade shovels. Others had to be plucked by hand while enveloped in flame. Some even required blood to activate the last of their medicinal potency. It was truly bizarre!

They also required jade boxes, porcelain boxes, wooden boxes, and so on for storage, each with different requirements. An unsuitable storage environment could cause certain herbs to rot in an instant.

They were incredibly precious!

It was clear why Alchemists held such an exalted status. High-grade medicinal herbs were simply too difficult to find, cultivate, and preserve properly!

These seven herbs were all in fairly good condition, and each was over a thousand years old! Their medicinal potency was even richer still!

He had struck it rich!

Only after Feng Wu carefully placed the last Night Spirit Leaf into his Storage Ring did he look up at the two pill cabinets standing nearby.

Each cabinet had three shelves, making six in total. On the side of each shelf was written one of six large characters: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, and "Formula."

The first five shelves were filled with pill bottles of various sizes and materials.

There were quite a few pill bottles on the first shelf, but the second and third shelves were the main portion, accounting for seventy percent of all the pill bottles across the five shelves.

The number on the fourth shelf decreased, while the fifth shelf held only four pitifully few bottles of pills!

The sixth shelf held no pills at all, but rather a jade box made from top-grade jade!

Seeing this arrangement, Feng Wu had already roughly guessed what the shelves contained.

The five shelves labeled from one to five probably contained pills from Rank 1 to Fifth Grade, respectively, didn't they!?

And when he looked at the uppermost shelf labeled "Formula," Feng Wu's eyes grew heated.

If he had guessed correctly, could it contain a box of pill formulas?

Feng Wu suppressed the excitement in his heart and glanced at the white skeleton on the throne at the center of the tomb, arriving at a judgment.

This Dou Wang's wealth is so immense. He was probably among the finest even at the Dou Wang level, wasn't he!?

Everything in the tomb combined was absolutely worth over ten million!

"I just don't know how much efficacy these pills have retained after the ravages of time," Feng Wu muttered uncertainly.

He did not hold much hope that this batch of pills had withstood the passage of time.

With a wave of his hand, he removed the crystal barrier from the first shelf below, then used Absorption Palm to pull the stoppers from the pill bottles one by one.

Feng Wu could now basically control the target of Absorption Palm's suction with precision.

As each stopper was pulled out and the air rushed in, the pills inside visibly began changing from vermilion to gray and brown, losing their luster and instantly deteriorating!

When he poured one into his palm, the pill immediately split in two. A gentle pinch between his fingers reduced it to coarse powder.

Feng Wu casually tossed aside the pill bottle labeled Rank 1 Healing Pill on its base as though it were trash, then extended his hand downward.

Boom—bang, bang! Feng Wu exerted force with both Absorption Palm and Blasting Palm at once, and all the pill bottles scattered across the floor shattered into fragments!

At the same moment, every Rank 1 Pill deteriorated and was crushed to pieces!

Just as Feng Wu had expected, Rank 1 Pills could never withstand the ravages of time.

More than twenty bottles of pills in various colors, over a hundred pills in total. Without exception, all had lost their efficacy.

Though he had expected this result, Feng Wu could not help feeling somewhat disappointed.

"Hey!? Little Er Ha, don't just eat everything!"

Feng Wu suddenly heard rustling behind him and turned around. Little Er Ha was already squatting amid the shattered waste pills and the abandoned Medicine Garden, feasting away!

It took a bite of a waste pill, then turned its head and sampled a mouthful of withered yellow leaves and herb residue. Its mouth and face were covered in gray dust as it ate.

"Don't eat random things! Do you know whether that's poison or medicine?" Feng Wu hurriedly pulled Little Er Ha away. It was far too bold!

Little Er Ha responded with a series of dissatisfied whines!

"Honestly, what am I going to do with you? Let me take a look!" Feng Wu had no way to deal with Little Er Ha, though he had seen its iron stomach before. It could digest even mild toxins.

Though these pills and withered herbs had deteriorated or lost their effects, that did not mean all their essence had dissipated.

On the contrary, at least ten to twenty percent of a pill's essence would remain, while some retained as much as half their medicinal potency.

They were called waste pills because their remaining medicinal strength was no longer enough to produce their original effects.

If ordinary people consumed them, the uneven medicinal potency inside could even turn them into poison.

But was that a problem for Little Er Ha?

No! As long as it was not inherently poisonous, a Soul Beast's powerful stomach could handle everything on its own!

Little Er Ha needed energy. Giving it these waste pills was actually not a bad choice.