There were no hidden mechanisms, no layers of obstacles.
After walking seven or eight steps down the stone stairs, Fang Xuan found a secret chamber spanning roughly ten zhang before him.
Sizzle.
As Uncle Rong struck a tinderbox and lit several oil lamps embedded in the walls, he smiled and said, "This used to be a cellar. Later, Gang Leader Long hired some mechanism masters to turn it into a secret chamber. In the entire Black Whale Gang, only Gang Leader Long and I knew of this place."
A thousand-year dark chamber—one lamp was enough to light it.
As the oil lamps were lit, the entire secret chamber was revealed before Fang Xuan.
Fang Xuan nodded slightly at those words, his gaze sweeping over the room.
The chamber's layout and furnishings were exceedingly simple. On the far left stood ten large chests. Some of them were ajar, revealing jewelry, necklaces, and ingots of cloud-patterned silver within.
Chests like these, used to transport silver, could often hold a thousand taels apiece. The silver, jewels, and ornaments in these ten chests amounted to no less than ten thousand taels.
Fang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly. Ten thousand taels of silver was neither much nor little.
For ordinary commoners, it was enough for a family to enjoy wealth and honor for three generations, living a life of fine clothes and rich food as prosperous gentry!
Yet if Fang Xuan used it to exchange for Dragon Breath Grass, it would only buy him a little over a hundred stalks—still not enough to support him in bringing the Dragon Whale Technique's third realm, Perfect Mastery, to completion.
*"But with these ten thousand taels, added to my monthly income, I should be able to max out the Dragon Whale Technique's proficiency in the Perfect Mastery realm