Slaughter Points +70,000,000
Hua Qiang heard the notification in his mind and was overjoyed. This... was a little too much!
If he farmed another thirty million Slaughter Points, it would be enough for him to rise another small step.
With a reach of his hand, a pitch-black Ghost-Faced Storage Ring appeared in his palm.
Seeing the ring's design, Hua Qiang curled his lip in disdain. It had no sense of aesthetics at all.
Then, with a sweep of his consciousness, the things inside made his jaw drop.
More than ten mountains of Immortal Crystals, along with Medicinal Herbs and Immortal Fruits piled higher than mountain peaks, bottles upon bottles of pills, all kinds of weapons and treasures, technique manuals, and more... Damn, this Ghost Emperor was simply too rich.
Had he carried the entire Ghost Hall's resources around with him?
But all of it had now fallen into his hands.
Wasn't that the painting scroll the Ghost Emperor had used to attack him earlier? It was actually in there too.
He had cut it in half with one slash before, yet it had repaired itself on its own. This was a fine treasure indeed!
Hua Qiang held the River and Mountain Painting, turning it over and over in his hands, unable to put it down.
He needed to collect more things like this. His wife and children, as well as his parents—ideally, he would get each of them one or two such incredibly powerful treasures that combined offense and defense.
Then he would not need to worry too much about their safety.
They could not remain in the Small World for their entire lives. Sooner or later, they would have to emerge into the world, roam the martial realm, travel everywhere, and seek their own opportunities. That would benefit their