Tang San looked at the corpses strewn across the ground and slowly straightened.
His body trembled slightly. Then he spread his arms as though embracing the entire sky and burst into laughter, utterly exhilarated.
"Hmph!"
"Heh heh!"
"Ha ha ha!"
"Keh keh keh keh!"
His laughter echoed through the woods, startling a flock of birds into flight.
"This is the feeling! This is the kind of fortune a child of destiny deserves!"
He looked down at his hands, his eyes blazing with fanaticism.
Looking back over the past year or so, what kind of life had he been living?
Ever since arriving at Shrek Academy, he had been so thoroughly suppressed by Qin Jiuxiao that he could not even lift his head.
That bastard outclassed him at every turn and stole all the limelight. He had even tricked Xiao Wu, who should have belonged to Tang San, into leaving with him.
But things were different now.
He, Tang San, had finally reached his own turning point!
Tang San settled his emotions and began deftly looting the corpses.
First, he approached the bodies of the low-level Soul Elders and searched them with practiced hands.
Money pouches, weapons, medicines-he left nothing of value behind.
Then he looted the three high-level Soul Elders, reaping an even richer haul.
When he searched Huang Yun, he could hardly stop grinning.
The Earl's son truly had been dripping with wealth. He carried more than three thousand Gold Soul Coins alone, along with a protective Soul Tool of decent quality and several bottles of precious healing medicine.
After looting them all, Tang San made a rough estimate. The Gold Soul Coins alone totaled more than ten thousand.
Adding all the miscellaneous items, the total value likely exceeded fifteen thousand Gold Soul Coins.
"I'm rich! I'm really rich