Eleventh-tier and twelfth-tier supplies were worth very little to Lin Qing. The gamma dust he needed cost a hundred thousand Anhuang Coins per gram, while even a top-grade twelfth-tier Embroidered Spring Saber cost only three thousand.
But there was no arguing with the sheer quantity of this haul. Lin Qing had emptied seven or eight sects in the Ruins, taking not only their treasuries but even the possessions on the fallen cultivators' bodies.
Nor would these supplies be hard to sell in the Sin Abyss. There were vast numbers of Divine Realm Dependents here, struggling to survive. They needed weapons to fight and pills to heal their wounds.
"It might take some time."
Hua Yao knew a few shopkeepers fairly well, but as a Second Heaven True Immortal, she was only an ordinary figure in the Sin Abyss. Naturally, the shopkeepers she knew did not operate on any great scale either.
A preliminary estimate put this batch of supplies at over a billion Anhuang Coins. None of the shopkeepers she knew could swallow a haul that large.
Lin Qing nodded, then returned to the cultivation room.
He could only leave finding buyers for these supplies to Hua Yao. He had been here for barely over two months. At least Hua Yao knew some shopkeepers; he did not know a single one.
Besides, Hua Yao had spent so many years in the Sin Abyss. Just because she had never used certain channels did not mean she had never heard of them. She simply had not needed them before.
Once inside the cultivation room, Lin Qing placed the Wind Stele in the center. The room had a True Immortal-grade Shielding Formation, so he did not need to worry too much about using it.
He had used things like this before, and put