Xiaoyao stepped into the vortex. After his vision vanished briefly, he arrived in an unfamiliar place.
The space here was saturated with an incomparably dense yin aura.
For ghost cultivators, this was a true blessed land and heavenly paradise.
The yin aura was so dense it seemed capable of condensing into droplets.
The old man had been waiting for Ye Lin all along.
When he saw Xiaoyao, the old man did not harbor the slightest suspicion.
After all, Xiaoyao was exactly the same as Ye Lin. Their appearance and aura seemed cast from the same mold. Given his cultivation, he naturally could not detect anything amiss.
"This is the treasury of the City of Rebirth."
The old man pointed ahead and spoke softly.
Xiaoyao looked forward and immediately saw the mountain-like pile of treasures in the distance.
There were treasures of every kind.
Yet every last one of them was a yin-item.
Yin-items were treasures with yin attributes. Such things were immensely useful to ghost cultivators.
They were also heavenly treasures in the eyes of ghost cultivators and any living beings who cultivated with yin aura.
"Mm, not bad."
With that, Xiaoyao waved his hand, and the mountain of treasures before him vanished at once.
All of them entered Xiaoyao's Spatial Ring.
"And where is the Night-Walking Grass?"
Xiaoyao turned to look at the old man before him, frowning slightly.
That was the objective of his trip.
"Uh, the Night-Walking Grass was actually already included among what you took."
"Though the Night-Walking Grass is precious, compared to the vast majority of treasures in this treasury, it is still rather ordinary."
The old man gave an embarrassed smile as he explained.
Xiaoyao frowned, then waved his hand again, causing the treasures that had just disappeared to reappear.
"Take out the Night-Walking