Chapter 12

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Xiao Lingli felt that it had experienced a nightmare. In the nightmare, there was a great villain who beat it and chased it all over the place, even to its home, where the villain stole all its long-accumulated treasures.

The nightmare would eventually end, but reality was bleak. Lingli slowly woke up and saw the great villain sorting through its long-accumulated treasures. Its heart felt as if it were being cut by a knife, and it was about to fight to the death. Suddenly, it realized that this person was now its master, and it stopped, feeling a surge of frustration.

Ye Bai sensed the fluctuation of essence energy behind him, turned his head, and gave a sly smile, saying, "I'm taking my own things, why are you so heartbroken?"

Lingli's heart almost burst with blood again. It had seen shameless people before, but never one so shameless. It pointed to its stomach with great effort, putting on a lordly air, "I'm hungry!"

Ye Bai didn't argue with it, took out two spirit stones and threw them to it, then turned back to continue sorting through the things on the ground. It had to be said that although Lingli was a bit petty, its eye for quality was undeniable. Among the pile of minerals, a few were particularly rich in spirit energy, and could be refined into mid-grade spirit stones, which were no problem. One mid-grade spirit stone was equivalent to a hundred low-grade spirit stones, and this was a high-grade item used only by Foundation Establishment cultivators. Ye Bai had only seen a few in his eldest senior brother's possession before.

Ye Bai roughly estimated that just these spirit minerals could be sold for about five hundred low-grade spirit stones and over twenty mid-grade spirit stones. To become wealthy overnight, one must know that even the inner disciples of the Lianyun Dao Sect at the Qi Condensation stage could only receive a hundred low-grade spirit stones from the elder in charge each year. To get more, they had to contribute to the sect.

Putting aside the spirit stones, Ye Bai also recognized a few among the other scattered minerals: black obsidian and Tianhe essence gold, both excellent materials for refining magical artifacts. The most valuable was a palm-sized piece of soft silver, which, if even a small amount was integrated into a magical artifact, could allow it to self-repair when damaged, making it priceless.

There were also several other minerals that Ye Bai had only seen described in books. Today, he felt as if his eyes were opened.

Rich, rich! Ye Bai shouted in his heart, and his hands didn't stop, quickly putting the identified items into his storage bag.

Ye Bai's storage bag wasn't very large, and it was already filled with many monster materials. It quickly became full. Looking at the pile of spirit herbs and fruits that hadn't been sorted, Ye Bai experienced a happy dilemma for the first time. After weighing the options, he had to take out and discard the low-value skins, claws, and teeth. Even so, it pained him.

Lingli was happily gnawing on the spirit stones, seeing Ye Bai's frown come and go, and throw away a pile of things, it was delighted!

What kind of trash did this bumpkin collect? It can't compare to my collection at all, it should have been thrown away long ago.

Since Ye Bai had taken in Lingli, their spirits were connected, and he could understand its meaning with just a glance or a sound. Without raising his head, he pretended to be calm and said, "Your luck is indeed good, don't be lazy in the future."

Lingli immediately became dejected, its spirit extinguished, and it cursed itself for bringing this upon itself.

After clearing the spirit stones, Ye Bai walked to the pile of spirit herbs and fruits. He wasn't unfamiliar with these. In the past, when he was on Old Tree Peak, he was often conscripted by his second senior brother to help. Identifying herbs was no problem, and he had even secretly tried refining pills a few times, but after wasting many materials, he was discovered by his second senior brother and beaten up, and that was the end of it.

Ye Bai picked up a Yutu Mohua flower with two fingers and sniffed it lightly. A faint fragrance wafted up, refreshing the mind and spirit, and even his spirit seemed to soften and dissolve. It was at least a thousand years old.

The main use of plants was in refining pills. For example, the Jingyuan Pill that Ye Bai had taken before was made from the leaves of the sea wind grass and the roots of the Yu Xun flower. These two herbs were relatively common and could be cultivated on a large scale. The Lianyun Dao Sect's herb garden had many of them. However, many materials for refining high-grade pills were much harder to find, mostly growing in remote or particularly spirit-rich areas, and were rare and hard to come by.

Lingli's collection belonged to the latter category. It was unknown where the little guy had obtained them. The treasure-hunting ability of monsters was unparalleled, far surpassing that of humans.

Among the many herbs, Ye Bai only recognized about thirty percent. He couldn't name or describe the effects of the others, and he would have to wait until he returned to the Lianyun Dao Sect to search the scripture hall for more information. He didn't dare to ask others directly, knowing the principle of not showing off one's wealth.

Lingli watched as Ye Bai happily put its treasures into the storage bag, feeling furious and unable to even gnaw on the spirit stones.

Ye Bai deliberately tried to anger it, slowly tidying up the things on the ground while whistling a tune.

Putting the last fruit into the storage bag, Ye Bai was about to stand up when he suddenly noticed a bag-like object in the deepest corner, lying there unobtrusively.

Ye Bai went over and picked it up, finding it to be a black storage bag. It was unknown how old it was, covered in dust, with claw marks and teeth marks all over it, and emitting a strange odor.

Lingli looked at Ye Bai, who was studying the black storage bag, with disdain. "What a clueless guy, what's so interesting about that broken bag? Is it more important than my treasures? So what if you're good at fighting? You're still playing with something I've peed on."

Under normal circumstances, monsters could not use storage bags like humans until they reached the transformation stage. Lingli must have coveted the contents of the bag and tried to open it with its teeth and claws. Ye Bai and Lingli exchanged a glance, and he guessed the whole story.

Ye Bai said nothing, and his divine sense entered the storage bag to check. In an instant, he was stunned. The contents of the storage bag were very rich. There were over a thousand low-grade spirit stones and more than fifty mid-grade spirit stones. The other materials were few, but each was of the highest quality.

There were also six flying swords, and the original owner was clearly a sword enthusiast. Ye Bai took one out and unsheathed it, revealing a cold, sharp glow. After inputting a strand of essence energy, it emitted a dragon-like sword cry, resonating throughout the cave. The quality was far superior to Ye Bai's black peach wood sword.

The bag also contained several jade slips recording spells, including the method of sword light flight, which Ye Bai most desired. This discovery made him overjoyed. Once he learned the sword light flight technique, his speed would be incomparable, greatly benefiting both treasure hunting and escape.

There was also a stack of over fifty spell talismans, sealing various spells, which Ye Bai currently needed. He had already used up most of his own, and these things were always in short supply.

In the center of the bag's space, a milky white jade bottle was placed separately, particularly eye-catching. Ye Bai picked it up last, opened the lid, and saw only three red pills he had never seen before. The fragrance was intense, and just a whiff made his mind clear. However, he didn't know their effects and naturally didn't dare to take them lightly.

It was almost certain that this bag belonged to a talented disciple from some time ago. Ordinary inner disciples could never have such a rich collection. Only the peak geniuses cultivated by the various peaks could possess such items.

Is this my lucky star?

Lingli, watching Ye Bai pull out items from the bag as if by magic, was already dumbfounded. It wasn't until Ye Bai walked over and pinched it, asking, "Where did you find this bag?" that it came to its senses. It extended its paw and pointed to the darkness below the cave entrance.

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