After killing Xue Zhaohai, Ye Xuan returned to his position and began examining Xue Zhaohai's storage ring.
As for the other Rogue Cultivator, Ye Xuan ignored them; however, they appeared even more uneasy and wary.
The entire warehouse was much quieter than before.
It must be said that Xue Zhaohai, as a deacon of the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association, wielded considerable power and was quite wealthy.
Putting everything else aside, the number of high-grade spirit stones alone is over two billion.
More than two billion! What does that even mean?
Most importantly, this is just spirit stones.
If you add in some pills, spiritual herbs, equipment, martial arts techniques, etc., then its value becomes immeasurable.
Ye Xuan even doubted whether those spirit stones truly belonged to Xue Zhaohai, or if they might actually belong to the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association.
After all, the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association is so shady, and the tickets are so expensive, and Xue Zhaohai is the most powerful steward on the merchant ship.
It is highly likely that the more than two billion high-grade spirit stones are not only Xue Zhaohai's own, but a large portion of them probably need to be handed over to the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association.
"Speaking of which, I've robbed the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association of such a large sum of income. Will they come after me? Would Saint Realm Thousand Leaves Merchant Association really take action personally for such a small amount of spirit stones?"
Ye Xuan looked at the large amount of spirit stones and couldn't help but mutter to himself, but he quickly smiled and stopped thinking about it.
As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold, and death is a death sentence; what's there to be afraid of?
Since he had already killed Xue Zhaohai, the hatred between them was definitely established.
If that's the case, what's there to worry about?
Ye Xuan was happily taking stock of his spoils when suddenly his expression changed. With a casual wave of his hand, a hundred or so golden crystals appeared in his palm.
The moment those crystals appeared in my hand, they emitted a rich Spiritual Qi.
That rich Spiritual Qi was many times more powerful than that of a high-grade spirit stone.
"Top-grade spirit stone!"
A cultivator in the lower deck couldn't help but exclaim in surprise upon seeing the glittering golden spirit stones.
The next second, his face turned deathly pale, and he quickly lowered his head, suppressing the greed and burning desire in his heart.
Just kidding. Although top-grade spirit stones are incredibly rare and powerful, he was still very tempted and wanted to rush up and snatch them without hesitation.
But those belong to Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan is a ruthless person capable of killing Peak Half-Saint. If he dares to try and steal it, wouldn't he be asking for trouble?
"Top-grade spirit stones?"
Ye Xuan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.
He knew about top-grade spirit stones; they were even higher grade than high-grade spirit stones.
However, he had only seen it in ancient books, but had never actually seen it in person.
At least, whether in the Eastern Wasteland or the Azure Cloud Domain,
Even though he killed so many Peak Half-Saint cultivators and seized a lot of cultivation resources, he never obtained a top-grade spirit stone.
Ye Xuan himself never expected that he would obtain top-grade spirit stones from Xue Zhaohai.
It seems that the Yuanqing Domain truly lives up to its reputation as Upper Realm; it is indeed extraordinary.
Both being at the Peak Half-Saint, Xue Zhaohai possessed top-grade spirit stones, and it's even highly likely that he used top-grade spirit stones for cultivation more than once.
Looking at those Peak Half-Saint in the Azure Cloud Domain, they were incredibly poor; they might not even have ever seen a top-grade spirit stone.
This is the difference between the Upper Realm and Lower Realm.
Ye Xuan looked at the hundred or so top-grade spirit stones, carefully sensed the rich and smooth Spiritual Qi within them, and then stored them in the System Space.
This is his resource; he absolutely cannot let anyone else benefit from it.
Even though the surrounding Rogue Cultivator dared not covet his top-grade spirit stones, they dared not secretly cultivate and absorb them.
However, some of the overflowing Spiritual Qi will be absorbed.
"It seems the feud with the Thousand Leaves Merchant Association has truly escalated this time."
"But speaking of which, this Xue Zhaohai is a penniless wretch, he only has about a hundred top-grade spirit stones. How did he manage to get by?"
After putting away the top-grade spirit stones, Ye Xuan couldn't help but mutter a complaint, expressing some dissatisfaction.
If Xue Zhaohai knew this from beyond the grave, he would probably jump up and spit in Ye Xuan's face.
Top-grade spirit stones are resources that only Saint Realm cultivators are qualified to possess, even in the Yuanqing Domain.
Even obtaining top-grade spirit stones is extremely difficult before reaching the Late Saint Realm.
Only those in the Late Saint Realm can afford to occasionally use top-grade spirit stones for cultivation.
Xue Zhaohai, at only the Peak Half-Saint, already possesses over a hundred top-grade spirit stones, which is quite remarkable.
He obtained this by chance, in preparation for breaking through to the Saint Realm.
As for Ye Xuan's guess, he had used top-grade spirit stones to cultivate before, which was simply giving him far too much credit.
He doesn't deserve that qualification.
Even so, Ye Xuan still looked down on him, complaining that he was poor. Did he have no shame?
Most importantly, how can you make such a judgment about something you stole?
"Forget it, I should just focus on my cultivation from now on."
"With so many resources, plus more than a month of travel time, I should be able to break through to the Late Spirit Transformation Realm, right?"
Ye Xuan quickly stopped thinking about it and began to plan.
It will take less than two months to reach the capital of the Hundred Leaves Kingdom from here.
Of course, Ye Xuan would never dare to take a merchant ship directly into the capital; that would be courting death.
He needed to disembark before the merchant ships entered the capital, which meant he would be more than a month away.
Without resources, it would be difficult for Ye Xuan to break through to the Late Spirit Transformation Realm in just over a month.
But now that he has so many resources, and has just absorbed Xue Zhaohai's cultivation, things are no longer difficult.
With this in mind, Ye Xuan no longer held back this time.
He immediately threw out millions of high-grade spirit stones and began to absorb and cultivate them frantically.
Seeing Ye Xuan's extravagance, the surrounding cultivators were practically green with envy.
How wealthy, extravagant, and confident must one be to dare to squander money so recklessly?
These low-level Rogue Cultivator had never even seen so many high-grade spirit stones, let alone used millions of them for cultivation.
Otherwise, who the hell would buy a lower deck ticket?
Ye Xuan, on the other hand, was completely unscrupulous and simply took it out and began cultivating.
If Ye Xuan hadn't demonstrated his formidable strength and ruthlessness, they would definitely have been envious and would have tried to snatch it at all costs.
However, they dare not do so now.
They didn't even dare to actively absorb the overflowing Spiritual Qi; they only dared to absorb it passively.
After all, they were passively absorbed, so you can't blame them.
Ye Xuan dared to act so recklessly precisely because he killed Xue Zhaohai.
He had previously been hesitant because he was worried that there might be Saint on the merchant ship.
But now, that concern is gone.
If that's the case, why suppress yourself?
At the same time, the entire merchant ship was also somewhat in an uproar.
"Who's cultivating? What a commotion!"
"Such dense Spiritual Qi, such an insane absorption rate, this..."
"That cultivator seems to be in the lower deck. Could it be that ruthless Rogue Cultivator from before?"
Whether in first class, second class, or first class, countless cultivators opened their eyes, their expressions filled with shock.