Fang's advancement this time would take an unknown amount of time. Lu Ye was greatly looking forward to it, because if nothing went wrong, then when Fang awakened again, it should have reached the Treasured Artifact level!
When that time came, Fang would be able to improve further. The boost to his strength was secondary; the most important thing was laying a better foundation for entering the Hehe Realm in the future.
For now, there was no need to concern himself with Fang. Lu Ye took out the Storage Ring he had received from the Battle Arena.
Sweeping it with his divine sense, he found it packed to the brim with Dao Fish—nearly a hundred thousand of them.
This was merely ten percent of the profits from that one Battle Arena match. One could imagine just how enormous the profits that battle had brought to the entire Battle Arena were.
And that was only the pure profit. If the expenses from all the prior arrangements, along with the manpower and effort invested, were included, the gains would have been even greater.
Lu Ye remembered that when Gong Mao had first approached him, he had promised Lu Ye fifty thousand Dao Fish if he survived the deathmatch against a Merging Dao Ninth Level cultivator. But Lu Ye had not been satisfied and had instead named his own terms. Looking at it now, he had made the right choice.
His greatest gain was not these Dao Fish, but the detailed intelligence Qin Feng had given him regarding the Weapon Race's advancement. With that information, Lu Ye would only need to follow the map and proceed step by step to raise Fang to the Supreme Treasure level.
But that was a matter for later. At present, he still lacked many conditions.
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