"You often see rogue cultivators killing people for their treasures, but how could that compare to the windfall from exterminating a clan and confiscating its holdings!"
"The Righteous Path, the Unorthodox Path, the struggle between right and wrong, the war between factions..."
These thoughts suddenly flashed through Fang Qianyuan's mind for no apparent reason. He shook his head and sighed.
Aside from this bottle of ten-thousand-year stalactite milk, Fang Qianyuan also discovered three bottles of Origin-Ascent Dew. This precious dew was brewed using an ancient method and aided cultivation by strengthening spirit essence and divine sense. It was far more effective than Pure Condensation Dew and Pure Aging Dew.
The three bottles together were worth over a hundred thousand.
"This offers a glimpse of an aristocratic clan's wealth. All these rare treasures and miraculous medicines together are worth several million. If their established holdings and private assets were included, it would come to tens of millions, perhaps over a hundred million. Even a top rogue cultivator who reached the tenth transformation would struggle to amass such a fortune."
"After all, these are the reserves accumulated over several generations since the Qian Clan's rise, left over after supporting twenty or thirty Earth Rank Experts in total."
"But once you become an aristocratic clan, you also bear its burdens. You have to convert most of your wealth into established holdings and cultivation resources. You can't focus solely on your own cultivation and disregard the prosperity of your descendants."
As he surveyed the dazzling assortment of pills and treasures, Fang Qianyuan sighed inwardly.
Clang!
At that moment, Wu Longjie drew several sabers and swords and began examining them one by one.
"These are all magical artifacts, worth at least several thousand each. They're even more valuable than supreme-grade spirit creatures!"
Fang Qianyuan shifted