Unexpected Harvest

High in the sky, an escape light flashed past with a whoosh, vanishing beyond the horizon in the blink of an eye.

The birds, beasts, and demonic creatures on the ground were frightened into a frenzy of unease,

and scattered far away.

Meanwhile, Zhang Qingyuan, seated cross-legged atop his Sword Light, noticed none of it. All his attention was focused on Shen Jiliang's Storage Bag.

A day had already passed since that battle.

Afterward, Zhang Qingyuan asked Yang Tianlie about the Huainan Zhang Family's specific circumstances. Once he had gained a general understanding, he did not linger, but bade farewell and continued toward Huainan Prefecture by Sword Flight.

Huainan Prefecture was far from Cloud Water Sect's main territory, separated by tens of thousands of miles and situated at the edge of the sect's sphere of influence.

Back when Zhang Qingyuan had followed his Lineage's party to the sect for testing, even riding with a cultivation Merchant Caravan had taken two or three months.

But to the present-day Zhang Qingyuan, that distance was nothing special.

By his estimate,

if he maintained this speed and traveled in a straight line, he would arrive in another three or four days.

There was nothing else to do along the way, so Zhang Qingyuan turned his attention to the spoils of war from the earlier battle.

As a True Disciple of Cloud Water Sect at the True Essence Realm Seventh Layer Late Stage, Shen Jiliang had quite a few things in his Storage Bag. Mid-grade Spirit Stones alone numbered five thousand.

That was undoubtedly an enormous fortune.

Ever since Zhang Qingyuan returned to the sect, the Spirit Stones in his possession had been steadily spent. Though his two expeditions over the past several years had brought in some Spirit Stones, it was After All too