Trouble in Chang'an City

For the people from Western Capital City, it was an extremely comfortable night's sleep.

It even swept away the lingering effects of Montes Arthur's Deterrence Technique on Zuo Teng and the others, leaving everyone full of vigor.

The lingering presence of Spiritual Qi nourished many of them. Early the next morning, everyone ate some convenient provisions, then went digging in the mud.

A sizable pile of gold nuggets and gems had accumulated in one corner of the big truck. Zhang Xuezhou glanced at them and reckoned the haul was worth a good three or four million.

With money lying in the mud for the taking, it was no wonder everyone was searching with such enthusiasm.

Compared with capturing exotic beasts, this way of gathering wealth was safe and reliable, making it well worth their effort.

If they found a cache of gold bars, they would reap a real harvest of wealth. Even Wang Haoran couldn't sit still.

"What a shame I have to go to the other side today!"

Zhang Xuezhou was no paragon of virtue himself. If there was money on the ground, he would certainly bend down to pick it up.

But it wouldn't be long before he fell asleep and left.

All he could do was gaze at the mud and sigh.

He had spent nearly ten of those twelve days in the vehicle, and almost four of them unconscious. It made Zhang Xuezhou feel that time had passed rather quickly.

All he wanted now was to hurry to the other world, spend his days there, and return to reality to cultivate with the Spirit Jade.

"Over the next twelve days, use this piece of Spirit Jade as much as you can. Zuo Teng and the others will be digging up treasures anyway, so we can just