(ー`′ー) Have these relatives all fallen into a money pit?
Why were they always thinking about money?!
Lin Heng could not understand their behavior. A dignified Immortal Clan... yet they were living like bandits robbing travelers in the mountains. Dao Integration mighty experts were neglecting proper business and actually leading people to mine ore?
Was the family so poor that they could no longer put food on the table?
Lin Heng was the typical well-fed man who did not know the hunger of the starving.
Ever since he had followed the Female Emperor and Prince Qi in making his way through the Eastern Continent, it had basically been a small confiscation every three days and a big one every ten.
He had seized far too much stuff from raiding homes, so he felt that gathering resources was easy.
Only when people were poor did they remember their original aspirations; once they became rich, they were bound to forget their roots.
Of course, once Lin Heng became wealthy, he would definitely share it with those around him. That was called shared prosperity.
His gaze swept across the entire academy once more.
Books were piled everywhere, and some of the shelves had been rummaged into utter disarray. It was clearly the work of the Old Lin Family.
"Lin Ziqing sent me here. What did he want to give me?"
"Or did he leave behind some clue..."
He swept the place with his Divine Sense, but after making a full round, he found nothing suspicious.
They were all just books, not even cultivation techniques.
Suddenly, he raised his eyes and spotted a book: Biography of the Martial Emperor.
With a wave of his hand, Lin Heng retrieved the black hardbound book from a bookstand five meters high.
After blowing away the dust, he