After returning to Yunlan Sect, Su Yu first went to the Disciplinary Hall to turn in his latest mission.
After an inner sect steward verified the mission, he smoothly collected his reward: five hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones and two hundred Sect Contribution Points.
Sitting cross-legged on his cushion, Su Yu took five Storage Bags from his robes and lined them up.
These were the spoils he had won this time.
Su Yu sat cross-legged on his cushion, his eyes half-closed. A thread of spiritual sense slipped quietly into the Storage Bags.
The restrictions on Shadow Seven and Shadow Nine's Storage Bags were fairly simple. A slight jolt from his spiritual sense shattered them like thin ice.
The bags opened, and a small heap of Spirit Stones tumbled out. After counting them, he found nearly two thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones—more than he had expected.
Aside from the Spirit Stones, the bags mostly contained odds and ends such as concealed weapons and healing medicine. Only a yellowed piece of cowhide caught Su Yu's attention.
He unfolded it. The ink was mottled, outlining winding rivers and range upon range of mountains.
The mountain range had an unusual formation, its ends joined together like a coiled giant dragon. A blurry cinnabar mark was even drawn at the dragon's head.
Su Yu studied it closely for a while but couldn't make out the precise location. He could only put it away for now and investigate later.
Next, he opened the Storage Bags belonging to Lin Zhenhai and Cui Ming's guard.
The two bags were rather meager. Together, they held just over a thousand Spirit Stones, though he did find a bottle of Qi Condensing Pills, about a dozen or so, in decent condition.
Finally, Su Yu turned his attention to Cui Ming's brocade-patterned Storage Bag.