Deep in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, inside a spacious cave.
Xiao Yan lay lazily on a recliner, the smile on his face refusing to fade.
The stone table before him was covered with a dazzling assortment of items.
The slough of a peak fifth-rank magical beast, the Ash Python; its sole reverse scale, which had only grown after it reached the peak of the fifth rank and had been shed just once; the Natal Feather of an early sixth-rank Golden Griffin and its accompanying Gilded Feather; the claws and fangs of a mid-fifth-rank magical beast, the Azure Water Crocodile; the peak fifth-rank spirit fruit it had guarded beneath a deep pool, the mysterious water fruit... and on and on.
This haul had been a bumper harvest. He had been sorely lacking in high-grade materials like these. The Storage Ring held plenty of pill recipes, Dou Techniques, and strange odds and ends, but Yao Lao generally hadn't kept precious materials like these in this ring. Instead, he had stored them in another Storage Ring he regularly carried with him. Unfortunately, after his death, that ring had fallen into Han Feng's hands.
"That bastard Han Feng dared to steal my stuff... pfft, dared to hurt my honored teacher! Just you wait. I'll come take care of you later."
With a cold snort, Xiao Yan stared at the items before him, then immediately broke into another smile.
He had swept through the lairs of five magical beasts ranging from the fifth to sixth rank. Although his searches hadn't been particularly thorough, the spoils were already more than abundant.
Most importantly, all of this had cost him nothing. At worst, he had taken a hit in his flame form, then come back and popped a few pills. It hadn't even stopped him from