Inside the room, Xiao Yan, who had kept his eyes closed for half a month, finally opened them slowly. Although he hadn't rested for half a month, under the influence of this immense Spiritual Strength, Xiao Yan not only didn't feel any fatigue, but his condition remained at its peak. In fact, even his Spiritual Strength had increased slightly.
With a thought, Xiao Yan absorbed the soul pressure that was spreading outwards into his body. Raising his gaze, Xiao Yan looked at the milky white ball of light in front of him, which was only the size of a football.
This ball of light was the result of the final refinement and condensation of those seven Soul Origin.
Although it seems that most of the Spiritual Strength of those seven Soul Origin was wasted, what was ultimately obtained can be considered the essence of essence. Once Xiao Xuan's remnant soul devours these Soul Origin, it may be the moment when the latter awakens.
However, this process cannot be rushed. Having learned from his previous experience, Xiao Yan knew that it would probably take at least another month for the latter to completely devour this Soul Origin. Although Xiao Yan was somewhat unable to control his excitement, this was something that could not be changed unless Xiao Yan did not mind that something unexpected might happen to Xiao Xuan's remnant soul.
With a flick of his wrist, a milky-white energy ball the size of a palm appeared in Xiao Yan 'Xiao Yan palm, accompanied by a flash of light.
As this Soul Origin grew stronger, Xiao Yan was finally able to faintly sense a unique aura hidden deep within—an aura that belonged to Xiao Xuan.
Although that aura is still very weak, Xiao Yan believes that one day in the near future, the latter will be fully awakened!
"Ancestors, I have waited far too long for this day!"
Thinking of this, Xiao Yan's eyes couldn't help but redden slightly. Xiao Yan carefully held the remnant soul in his hands and slowly brought it into contact with the extremely pure Soul Origin in front of him.
The moment they made contact, both Soul Origin emitted a gentle light, and soon they merged together like a large sphere enveloping a small sphere.
After doing all this and confirming that everything was in order, Xiao Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He moved, got off the bed, and walked towards the door. At this moment, the two people outside his room seemed to be getting impatient!
When Xiao Yan opened the door, two people were standing in front of it: Fang Cheng and Yuan Qing.
"Lord Xiao Yan has finally come out! If you hadn't come out soon, we would have all thought something had happened to you."
Upon seeing Xiao Yan, Fang Cheng's furrowed brows instantly vanished, replaced by a respectful smile. Yuan Qing, standing to the side, also smiled helplessly, saying nothing, though a hint of surprise lingered in his gaze as he looked at Xiao Yan.
"I'm fine, thank you for your Fang Clan Head. But, is there something you need for me here?"
With a slight smile, Xiao Yan then looked at Fang Cheng with a questioning Fang Cheng. Several days ago, his outward-extended Spiritual Strength had already detected that the two of them often stood in front of his door, seemingly waiting for him, which made Xiao Yan quite puzzled.
"Hehe, it's nothing major. We wiped out the Wang Clan half a month ago and found Wang Clan treasure vault. We dare not act rashly and hope that Lord Xiao Yan can go and take a look. Of course, what's inside is entirely up to Lord Xiao Yan."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately understood. So this guy was planning this. He was afraid of angering him, so he dared not touch the things in the Wang Clan's treasure vault. But judging from his last words, if Xiao Yan didn't leave something for the Fang Clan, it would be Xiao Yan's fault.
"Alright, I'll go take a look. If there's anything I can use, I'll take a few."
Xiao Yan smiled, and then, led by Fang Cheng, they arrived at the treasure vault that had originally belonged to the Wang Clan.
Upon arriving here, Xiao Yan was surprised to see the dazzling array of treasures. The Wang Clan was indeed a powerful clan with a strong foundation. Compared to families like the Lin Clan in Xuan City, they were several times stronger. However, compared to Xiao Yan, they were naturally inferior.
His gaze quickly scanned the treasure vault, and when Xiao Yan noticed the well-preserved medicinal herbs, even with his composure, a fiery look appeared in his eyes.
The medicinal herbs in this treasure trove alone are enough for Xiao Yan to refine nearly a hundred third-tier pills. In fact, after Xiao Yan carefully examined the herbs, he discovered that there were even several high-tier herbs used to refine fourth-tier pills.
Xiao Yan showed no courtesy whatsoever with the medicinal herbs, storing them all into his Storage Ring right in front of the two of them. Upon seeing this, the two couldn't help but raise their eyebrows, exchange a glance, and then look at Xiao Yan with surprise.
"Lord Xiao Yan, are you... also an alchemist?"
Upon hearing Fang Cheng's words, Xiao Yan seemed to suddenly realize something. He looked at the latter, smiled, and nodded noncommittally. Then he turned back and took a small portion of the items he found acceptable, leaving the rest for the Fang Clan.
Among those items, what Xiao Yan took were the few medicinal herbs used to refine fourth-order pills and several scrolls of High Spirit Class Cultivation Methods and Combat Skills. Although these items were undoubtedly the most precious among all the things present, the wealth that Xiao Yan left to the Fang Clan was far more valuable than these. As for Spirit Stone and pills, Xiao Yan had absolutely no interest in them.
Xiao Yan still possesses a considerable amount of Spirit Stone, far exceeding the quantity before him. As for pills, even setting aside Xiao Yan's status as Third-Tier Alchemist, the reserves he currently holds in his Storage Ring far surpass those present.
In just a few minutes, Xiao Yan had packed up his things and left the treasure vault amidst the astonished gazes of the two people behind him.
"He... only took this little?"
Seeing Xiao Yan's swift action, Fang Cheng was surprised. He knew that everything in this treasure vault had been personally cataloged by that old fellow Wang Xiang; anything he'd brought here must be priceless, even invaluable treasures. But in Xiao Yan's eyes, were these few things the only valuable items?
Or was it that the latter intentionally left these to the Fang Clan?
After a moment's thought, Fang Cheng chose the latter. After all, with so many treasures in this treasure vault, even Five-Star Dou Di would be tempted. And the reason Xiao Yan didn't take them was probably because he deliberately left them for the Fang Clan!
The moment Fang Cheng thought of this, his goodwill and respect for Xiao Yan surged. However, little did he know that the treasures in the vault, which he considered the most precious treasures of his clan, were nothing more than ordinary in Xiao Yan's eyes.
Having accepted the few items that were somewhat acceptable, Xiao Yan quickly returned to the Fang Clan.
Inside the room, Xiao Yan flipped his hand, and eight Storage Ring appeared in his palm.
These eight Storage Ring were spoils of war looted from Wang Xiang and the others. Apart from Xu Songming, who held two rings, the rest each had one.
Having seen the treasures in that vault, it's time to see what the items these seven guys carry with them are worth.