The first things to fall were dozens of silvery-white metal ingots, their surfaces covered in natural star patterns. Each was as large as a millstone.
"Supreme-grade star-pattern steel?! So much of it!" Heavenly Hatred True Lord sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes bulging.
Then.
Boom!
A massive length of dead wood, a hundred feet long, charred black yet flickering with purple electrical arcs, crashed onto the star-pattern steel.
Violent lightning-aspected spiritual energy whipped up a fierce wind in the Back Courtyard.
"This... this is ten-thousand-year-old violet lightning wood tempered by tribulation lightning! Heavens, such an enormous piece!" Changqingzi cried out, stumbling back two steps.
Before they could recover.
Thick tendons radiating astonishing demonic energy, heaps of gengjin ore, cold-emitting deep-sea profound ice iron, and all manner of rare materials long extinct in the Cultivation World...
They came crashing down as though someone were dumping garbage, as though they cost nothing.
In barely a dozen seconds.
A mountain of materials fifteen feet high had piled up on the open ground in the Back Courtyard.
The vast majority were defective goods from higher planes that Chen Lin had cleared out of the Myriad Worlds Garbage Transfer Station.
To the mighty figures at Divine Transformation and Mahayana, they were junk. But to these old Nascent Soul monsters, they were divine treasures beyond their wildest dreams.
A deathly silence fell over the courtyard.
Only the clinking of rare materials colliding echoed through the courtyard, along with a suffocatingly dense aura of treasure.
The Cloudborne Sword in Yun Sheng's hand gave a mournful cry, instinctively suppressed by supreme-grade materials of the same origin.
Changqingzi's hands shook uncontrollably as he tugged at his beard. He even pulled out a tuft without feeling the pain.
The White Bone Cane that never left Heavenly Hatred True Lord's