Chen Wanjun walked to Song Shu's body, squatted down, and looked at the body's waist.
He reached into Song Shu's arms, fumbled for a moment, and took out a thumb-sized bead.
The bead was all gray and unremarkable, but it faintly exuded a strange aura.
"Spirit-Hiding Pearl."
Chen Wanjun whispered, turned the bead on his fingertips, and after confirming it was correct, put it into his arms.
He stood up and glanced at the pair of short guns glowing with blue light in Song Shu's hands, then at the long black sword Zhou Yuan fell to the side, as well as the black soft armor on the two men.
He didn't have the slightest intention to do it, and he obviously didn't like it.
Fang Han is examining Tu Hong's body.
The thick back of Tu Hong Ghost Head Blade was stuck diagonally in the soil, and there were still unwiped blood stains on the blade.
He pulled out the knife and put it aside, then squatted down and peeled off the soft armor from Tu Hong.
The soft armor is heavy to buy, the texture is good, and it can be considered a high-quality product.
He reached into his arms and took out several jade bottles and a small cloth bag.
There was Danyao in the jade bottle. He uncorked the bottle and smelled it. There were some for healing, some for restoring Internal Qi, and there was also a bottle that smelled spicy and pungent. He didn't know what it was used for.
Inside the bag were more than a dozen banknotes of varying denominations, adding up to more than two hundred thousand taels.
He put these things away together and turned his attention to the bodies of Song Shu and Zhou Yuan.
Chen Wanjun looks down on the weapons and soft armor of these two people, but he does.
The two pieces of soft armor are both of high quality, and the pair of short spears and the long sword are also of high quality. If sold outside, each piece would be worth millions of taels at least.
He stepped forward and first picked up the pair of short guns Song Shu.
The gun body was slightly heavy in the hand, glowing with a blue cold light, and the tip of the gun was quenched with poison.
He pulled out Zhou Yuan's pitch-black long sword again. The sword was long and narrow, and the blade had a cold sheen.
With a flick of the bullet, it emits a clear buzzing sound. It is a weapon whose quality is not inferior to that of Cloudsplitter Sword.
He put the two weapons aside, squatted down, and peeled off the soft Jia One from Song Shu and Zhou Yuan.
The two pieces of soft armor were of excellent quality. They were solid and had a faint brilliance flowing through them. They were not damaged in the fierce battle just now. It was obvious that they were of extremely high quality.
He reached into their arms again and took out several jade vases and two brocade bags.
There were more than 300,000 taels of silver notes in Song Shu's kit, and more than 400,000 taels in Zhou Yuan's kit. In addition, there were several bottles of Danyao, which he collected one by one.
He wrapped these things in packages, tied them in a knot, and carried them in his hands. They were heavy, weighing at least dozens of kilograms.
Chen Wanjun turned around and his eyes fell on the bulging package in Fang Han's hand. His expression was dull and he didn't say anything. He just said lightly:
"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go back to our clan immediately."
Fang Han nodded, carried the package behind him, and walked to Yang Rui.
Yang Rui's face was as pale as paper. The wounds on his left shoulder and waist and ribs had been treated, but his breath was weak.
"Yang Elder, I'm offended."
Fang Han reached out to hold Yang Rui's arm.
Yang Rui didn't refuse. In her current state, it was unrealistic for her to go on her own.
She thanked her in a low voice, stopped talking, let Fang Han support her, and walked out of the forest.
"Whoosh!"
Chen Wanjun led the way, walking with his hands behind his back. His pace seemed slow and steady, but with each step he took, he was already several feet away.
"Whoosh!"
Fang Han supported Yang Rui and followed closely behind. Although there was an extra person's weight, this weight had little effect. His Body Movement's speed was not greatly affected, and he still followed Chen Wanjun steadily.
The dusk is getting darker, and the last touch of dark gold on the horizon is swallowed up by the night.
Three figures walked through the mountains and forests, rushing towards the Azure Profound Sect.
Yang Rui was seriously injured and Fang Han had to slow down.
Chen Wanjun did not rush, but kept the speed at the same pace as Fang Han, leading the way leisurely.
As the night gets darker, the moonlight shines through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.
The chirping of insects is sparse in the forest, and the occasional call of night birds comes from afar, making the mountains and fields even more tranquil.
When the sky was dimming, the towering mountain gate of the Azure Profound Sect finally appeared at the end of the field of vision.
Yang Rui The tight heartstrings suddenly relaxed a little, but after a night of traveling, the pace became even more frivolous.
Pass through the mountain gate and walk along the bluestone path towards the mountainside.
The disciples on duty along the way saw the three of them looking like this and quickly moved out of the way, their eyes full of surprise.
When we reached the intersection between True Transmission Courtyard and Elder Courtyard, Chen Wanjun stopped and turned around.
"Fang Han, you send Yang Elder back to rest first. I will report to the sect master."
His voice was flat and no emotion could be heard.
"Yes."
Fang Han responded.
Chen Wanjun nodded slightly, turned around and walked along the bluestone path towards the top of the mountain. The figure quickly disappeared in the morning light.
Fang Han supported Yang Rui and walked along another branch towards Elder Courtyard.
Yang Rui's residence is a small courtyard, with several bushes of Emerald Bamboo planted in the courtyard, rustling in the morning breeze.
A Maid was cleaning the courtyard. When he saw Yang Rui being helped back, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly came forward to greet him.
"Elder, what's wrong with you?"
There was a hint of panic in her voice.
"It's okay, help Yang Elder go in and have a rest."
Fang Han handed Yang Rui to Maid. Yang Rui turned around and leaned slightly towards Fang Han with a hoarse voice:
"Fang True Disciple, thank you."
"Yang Elder is serious, please take good care of yourself."
Fang Han shook his head slightly, turned around and walked out of the courtyard, walking along the bluestone path towards True Transmission Courtyard.
When we returned to No. 35 Annex, it was already bright.
Qui Lan heard the door knock, looked up and saw Fang Han with blood on his body and a bulging package behind him, and hurriedly came forward to greet him.
"Brother, are you injured?"
There was a bit of nervousness in her voice.
"No, it's someone else's blood."
Fang Han shook his head, untied the package, carried it in his hand, walked through the courtyard and walked into the house.
He placed the package in the corner, took off the Cloudsplitter Sword from his waist, and hung it on the sword stand.
"Brother, the hot water is ready."
Qui Lan's voice sounded outside the door.
"Got it."
Fang Han responded, went to the bathroom, took off his robe, and stepped into the bucket.
The warm water flows over the body, gradually dissolving the fatigue from running around all day and night.
He closed his eyes and leaned against the wall of the barrel, letting the warmth penetrate his skin.
This soak lasts for less than half an hour.
When he got up from the bucket and put on a clean green robe, his whole person felt much refreshed.
Picking up the package, he returned to the bedroom and closed the bedroom door.
Open the package and spread the contents on the ground one by one.
Song Shu's pair of short spears glowed with a cold blue light, and the tips of the spears were quenched with poison.
Zhou Yuan's pitch black long sword has a long and narrow blade with a cold sheen.
There are three pieces of soft armor, two of them are of excellent texture, they are solid and have a faint brilliance flowing through them. One is a little inferior, but it can still be considered a fine product.
In addition, there are several jade bottles and two kits, which contain silver notes and Danyao.
"System Panel."
Fang Han's mind moved slightly, calling out the side of System Panel that only he could see.
A translucent light curtain appeared in front of my eyes.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Body Tempering Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Possessed Wealth: 31,000 gold]
"31,000 gold."
Fang Han's eyes fell on the column "Possessed Wealth".
After turning on Secret Art Talent seven-level increase, originally there was only 01,000 gold left.
The reason why we have 31,000 gold now is because after killing Zhao Ping, the sect purchased the soft armor on Zhao Ping.
He and Jin Han Elder each shared half of the money they obtained.
"I wonder how much wealth it can increase for me?"
Fang Han looked at the pile of things on the ground again.
A short spear, a long sword, three pieces of soft armor, a few bottles of Danyao, and hundreds of thousands of taels of silver notes - these together are worth tens of millions at least.
He did not hesitate and picked up the bottles of Danyao first.
These Danyao were found from the Nether Pavilion Elder. Their origins are unknown and there is no guarantee that they have not been tampered with.
He does not intend to take these Danyao. If chronic poison is added to them, the consequences will be disastrous.
This is not overly cautious. After all, among the three Nether Pavilion Elder who died, some were good at using poison, and their weapons were all quenched with poison.
"Recharge."
As soon as the thought fell, those bottles of Danyao disappeared instantly.
The numbers on System Panel jump slightly.
[Possessed Wealth: 31,000 gold → 50,200 gold]
The value is actually close to 20,000 gold, which is 2 million silver. They are obviously extremely precious Danyao.
This is normal. It can be carried by the Nether Pavilion Elder, so it won't be any worse.
If he wasn't worried about being tampered with, he would really be reluctant to leave these Danyao Recharge.
He picked up the hundreds of thousands of taels of silver notes again. These banknotes were not worth Recharge and were not too much. They were used for daily expenses.
He put away the banknotes and his eyes fell on the three pieces of soft armor.
I picked up the Tu Hong piece first, and then my thoughts fell.
[Possessed Wealth:50,200 gold → 75,200 silver]
An increase of 25,000 gold is not bad.
He picked up the soft armor Song Shu again.
The texture of this piece of soft armor is extremely good. It has solidified in the hand and has a faint brilliance flowing through it. It was not damaged in the fierce battle just now. It is obviously of extremely high quality.
"Recharge."
[Possessed Wealth: 75,200 gold → 135,000 gold]
An increase of nearly 60,000 gold.
Fang Han's eyes flashed with surprise. The value of this piece of soft armor was higher than he expected.
He finally picked up the soft armor from Zhou Yuan, the quality of which was comparable to the one from Song Shu.
"Recharge."
[Possessed Wealth: 135,000 gold → 195,000 gold]
Another 60,000 gold was deposited into the account.
The two pieces of soft armor combined are worth up to 120,000 gold.
His eyes fell on the back Ghost Head Blade, as well as the pair of short spears and the long sword.
"Recharge."
First pick up the thick back Ghost Head Blade Recharge.
[Possessed Wealth: 195,000 gold → 210,000 gold]
Possessed Wealth added 15,000 gold.
"Recharge."
Then he picked up the pair of short guns Song Shu. The gun body glowed with a blue cold light, and the tip of the gun was quenched with poison.
[Possessed Wealth: 210,000 gold → 230,000 gold]
An increase of 20,000 gold.
"Recharge."
Finally, he picked up the long black sword of Zhou Yuan. The sword was long and narrow, and the blade had a cold sheen.
[Possessed Wealth: 230,000 gold → 250,000 gold]
Add another 20,000 gold.
"It actually exceeded 20 million."
Added up, these weapons, soft armor, and Danyao brought a total of nearly 220,000 gold, or 22 million silver, to Fang Han.
"250,000 gold."
Fang Han's eyes fell on the number "250,000 gold", and he was quite satisfied.
The 1 million gold required to activate an 8-level increase has already reached 1/4 of the way.
He stood up and lay down on the bed, ready to have a good sleep.