But all things under heaven shared one trait: self-interest. No matter what living being it was, it was an egoist. You turned over in your sleep to make yourself more comfortable.
You ate and drank for your own sake; everything you did had its own purpose.
Ye Lin then opened several more black boxes in succession, but none contained anything that interested him. As for secret arts or weapons, he left them to the Demon Emperor.
Those things were utterly useless to him. Weapons? What level of weapon did he lack? Even the divine artifacts all over his disciple Taiyuan's body had been given by him. He had no interest in the Demon Emperor's paltry scraps.
As for secret arts? That was even more laughable. Any martial technique Ye Lin casually took out was dozens of times stronger than the Demon Emperor's secret arts.
When he reached the final box, Ye Lin glanced at the Demon Emperor beside him.
That glance left the Demon Emperor baffled, while Ye Lin grumbled inwardly, I hope there's something in this black box that interests me.
Otherwise, wouldn't this trip have been for nothing? This Demon Emperor used to be the common ruler of the Three Realms, yet his treasury only has these paltry scraps? How shabby. Pah.
The Demon Emperor was likewise confused by Ye Lin's glance. He unconsciously scratched his head. Without realizing it, he had already placed Ye Lin's status at the highest point in his heart.
At Ye Lin's side, he unconsciously felt a head shorter.
As Ye Lin slowly opened the black box, several rays of golden light burst forth from within. When the light faded, a golden seed was lying inside the box.
At the sight of that seed, Ye Lin's pupils contracted and delight appeared on his