At this moment, the Star Ship was drifting aimlessly through a starfield somewhere in the Southern Universe.
Inside the Mountain River Bead space.
Beep beep.
Xia Ping was happily sorting through the spoils he had obtained from the pirates when he suddenly heard the system's notification: "Congratulations, Host. You have incurred the intense hatred of a large number of pirates and Abyss Demons, earning a total of eighty Hate Crystals. Please keep up the good work."
Eighty Hate Crystals?!
Hearing the system's voice, his eyes lit up. Adding them to the Hate Crystals he had acquired before, he now possessed a total of seven hundred Hate Crystals.
Just three hundred more, and he would have gathered one thousand Hate Crystals. At that point, he was certain to receive the system's grand gift pack. He wondered what treasures it would bestow upon him.
But he had actually incurred the hatred of the Abyss Demons this time. It seemed that killing the five Immortal Demons had severely disrupted the Abyss Demons' plans, making them hate him to the bone.
Xia Ping could practically feel the Abyss Demons' hatred through the system.
"Forget it. That's just a minor matter. This haul is truly enormous."
After a while, he stopped dwelling on it and continued taking stock of the treasures he had obtained from the pirates.
First were the spirit herbs. He had acquired a full hundred spirit herbs over one hundred thousand years old, ten thousand spirit herbs over ten thousand years old, and countless more spirit herbs that were less than ten thousand years old.
Unfortunately, he had not obtained any sacred herbs over a million years old. Sacred herbs were simply too precious to be treasures these pirates could get their hands on.
Or rather, even if they had acquired them,