Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 49 Taking stock of gains
Time flew by like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, several months had passed. Lin Fan was busy ripening the spiritual herbs when a flash of inspiration suddenly struck him. He slapped his forehead hard, remembering that in that dangerous and frightening forbidden area, he had gained a lot and obtained many storage bags.

But since leaving the forbidden area, I have been busy traveling all the way and have completely forgotten about this matter. I have never counted what is in those storage bags.

So, he reached into his arms and pulled out the spoils one by one. He saw more than a dozen storage bags of varying sizes and textures piled up in his hands.

Some of the storage bags were still stained with the strange dust unique to the forbidden area, while others faintly exuded a mysterious aura, as if telling of the thrills and strangeness they had experienced.

These storage bags carry unknown secrets deep within the forbidden area, and also foreshadow what kind of amazing scene will soon unfold before Lin Fan.

Lin Fan immediately activated his mana, and a gentle, spiritual thread of mana extended from his fingertips, wrapping itself precisely around the first storage bag. Simultaneously, his spiritual awareness surged out like a tidal wave, enveloping the interior of the bag. Under the combined influence of his mana and spiritual awareness, the bag's opening slowly opened.

In an instant, a dazzling light flashed, and then all kinds of objects poured out like a flood that broke through the dam, "crashed", and raindrops poured out, spreading on the ground and piling up into a messy hill.

Lin Fan didn't have time to check, his eyes immediately cast on the second storage bag, he quickly made hand gestures with his hands, muttered something, and as the storage bag slowly opened, another stream of spiritual energy surged out, carrying with it a dazzling array of treasures, which fell to the ground one after another.

Without waiting for a breath, his hand had already reached for the third storage bag, his technique becoming increasingly skillful, his movements seamless. The moment the bag opened, a dazzling light shone through. Among the tumbling items, several metallic artifacts stood out, clattering against the ground with resounding clinks.

Immediately afterwards, the fourth storage bag also failed to "escape" Lin Fan's palm. As the bag opened, a unique medicinal fragrance spread out, and several bottles of pills rolled out, with mysterious runes engraved on the bottle bodies.

One storage bag after another was opened in front of Lin Fan's eyes. The light kept flashing and the items were scattered all over the floor. The whole room was soon filled with all kinds of strange and bizarre treasures. It was as if he was in a mysterious treasure house, and every item contained unknown surprises.

Lin Fan gazed at the pile of items pouring out of his storage bag, his heart filled with shock and surprise. The first thing that caught his eye was the small mountain of low-level spirit stones, over a thousand in all. Each one emanated a faint, barely perceptible spiritual energy. While this energy was considerably weaker than that of higher-level spirit stones, in the world of immortal cultivation, these stones were undeniably valuable currency.

Whether purchasing rare magical instruments, seeking natural treasures, exchanging them for cultivation techniques, or finding a prime cave for retreat and cultivation, these seemingly insignificant low-level spirit stones are indispensable. A thousand low-level spirit stones is undoubtedly a huge sum for the average cultivator, enough to change the trajectory of many a practitioner's practice.

Lin Fan's gaze shifted to the side, where various primary medicinal pills were neatly arranged. There were healing essence pills, soul-restoring pills for replenishing spiritual energy, and energy-gathering pills for assisting in cultivation. Bottles and jars of all shapes and sizes were arranged in a dazzling display.

Each pill seemed to hold a unique life, emitting a delicate or rich medicinal fragrance. Upon closer inspection, the patterns on the pills' surfaces resemble mysterious runes carved by time, clear and regular, their fine lines revealing their superior quality.

These elixirs are far from ordinary; they are truly precious treasures that can save lives on the path to immortal cultivation. When caught in a fierce battle, severely wounded by an opponent's fierce attacks, and nearing the brink of death, swallowing elixirs that heal and replenish spiritual energy can quickly restore vitality and stabilize the precarious situation. And when reaching a bottleneck in cultivation, struggling to break through, and reaching a difficult situation, auxiliary elixirs can be like a strong east wind, helping practitioners break free from the shackles and usher in a leap forward in their cultivation.

Next to the elixir, fifteen mid-level spirit stones lay quietly. Like dormant spirits, they emanated rich, mellow spiritual energy, radiating waves of light like ripples. On each stone, spiritual patterns, like naturally occurring mystical veins, twisted and interwoven, clearly discernible.

The value of mid-level spirit stones is inestimable. In the world of immortal cultivators, they symbolize strength and status. Using them to construct advanced magic arrays can protect cave dwellings, trap and ward off enemies, unleashing unimaginable power. Using mid-level spirit stones to aid cultivation will cause rich spiritual energy to surge into the body like a surging tide, accelerating the absorption and transformation of spiritual energy and significantly increasing the speed of cultivation.

In the trading market, they are hard currency and can be easily exchanged for rare natural treasures, high-level martial arts secrets, magic weapons and other precious cultivation resources. They are the dream of countless cultivators.

Lin Fan's gaze followed the path downward, and he saw over ten mid-level magical instruments neatly displayed. They were in various shapes and forms, each displaying its own unique charm.

A slender, sharp sword, its blade like autumn water, clear and cold. Runes on it flickered and leaped like nimble snakes, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if ready to break free from the blade's restraints and unleash a powerful, sharp sword energy capable of severing metal and jade with ease. Not far away, a small, exquisite shield sat quietly, its surface engraved with ancient and complex defensive runes. The runes, like ancient and mysterious incantations, exuded a calm and profound aura, like a towering mountain, able to withstand the onslaught of a mighty army and provide the wielder with the most solid protection.

Each of these mid-level magical instruments seemed to be imbued with a soul, brimming with surging spiritual energy. At the master's command, they could unleash astonishing power. However, these magical instruments were no longer useful to Lin Fan, and he could trade them for spirit stones or cultivation resources at the market.

Looking at the five high-level magical instruments, Lin Fan's heartbeat quickened even further. One was a Ruyi-shaped magical weapon. With a gentle wave, it released powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, altering the surrounding spiritual energy environment and creating favorable conditions for Lin Fan in battle. Another was a small bell. When rung, it emitted captivating sound waves, disrupting the enemy's consciousness. The power of these high-level magical instruments was enough to give Lin Fan a clear advantage when facing cultivators of the same level.

What caught Lin Fan's attention most were the three top-tier magical weapons. One was a spear radiating golden light. The runes on the spear seemed to have life, constantly flowing and flickering, containing the power to destroy the world.

The other item was an antique bronze mirror. A mysterious world seemed to be hidden within the mirror. When Lin Fan's eyes met it, he felt as if he was being sucked into it.

Another item is a string of black Buddhist beads. Each bead exudes a mysterious aura. When you gently turn the beads, you can feel a powerful spiritual power.

These three top-level magic weapons are undoubtedly the most important of Lin Fan’s gains this time. With them, Lin Fan’s status in the world of immortal cultivation will be greatly improved.

Besides these precious magical instruments, there was also a pile of magical instrument fragments on the ground. Although they were broken, Lin Fan knew that these fragments could still be used to sell for some spirit stones.

In a hidden corner of the pile of items, there was a stack of basic martial arts manuals exuding an ancient atmosphere.

The top volume was "The Secret of Eternal Spring," its cover made of a unique material, resembling the hide of some demonic beast, and possessing a soft, gentle touch. The title, inscribed in ancient seal script, radiated vitality in every character, as if imbued with the endless mysteries of life. Inside, words shimmered and shimmered, revealing a subtle breathing technique that guided practitioners to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nourishing themselves and imbuing them with a sense of springtime, a time of growth, a constant flow of vitality.

Next to it, the book "Earth Spirit Kung Fu" features a cover crafted from thick, dark yellow paper, rough to the touch yet imbued with the weight of the earth. The title, inscribed with ancient runes, is powerful and resolute. The techniques described in this book focus on gathering the power of the earth. Through this, practitioners can establish a mystical connection with the ground beneath their feet, absorbing the essence of the earth's spirit, cultivating a rock-hard physique and powerful defensive capabilities, transforming them into an indestructible guardian of the earth.

The cover of "Shui Yuan Jue" is crafted from a crystal-clear material, resembling a clear spring, flowing with vibrant light. The title is written in aqua-blue ink, the handwriting flowing and elegant. The practice revolves around the element of water, guiding practitioners to appreciate its gentleness, tolerance, and ever-changing nature. Upon reaching a high level, practitioners can unleash boundless spiritual energy like a surging river, softening everything or striking down an army with extraordinary power.

Then there was the book "Golden Mysterious Art," its cover gleaming with metallic luster, cold and hard. The title was inscribed in golden runes, radiating a sharp edge. The technique centered on the spiritual power of gold. By absorbing this spiritual energy and tempering themselves, practitioners could possess the indestructible strength of metal. Every gesture unleashed a fierce aura reminiscent of the clashing of swords, making them invincible in battle.

After examining his bountiful harvest, Lin Fan's gaze finally settled on a jade slip. It lay quietly in a corner, exuding an ancient aura, like a treasure sealed for millennia, bearing the weight of an endless past. The runes engraved on its surface seemed spiritual, each stroke whispering an untold story. The air of antiquity and timelessness pierced his heart.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, suppressing his inner excitement and trepidation. He reached out, his fingertips trembling as he slowly picked up the jade slip. It felt slightly cool, with the uniquely warm texture of jade. He held his breath and focused, carefully inserting his consciousness into it, as if groping his way through a deep, dark cave.

The moment he touched the depths of the jade slip, a powerful force, carrying a vast amount of information, rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness like a surging torrent. Lin Fan felt a buzzing sound in his head, as if struck by thunder. His body swayed, and he almost lost his balance.

After he managed to calm his mind and carefully sorted through the information in his sea of ​​consciousness, he discovered that it contained a profound and unfathomable technique—the "Nine Revolutions Sword Technique." Just the few words in the opening chapter were enough to open Lin Fan's eyes. The sword philosophy expounded there was completely different from anything he had encountered before. Every word contained endless mysteries, as if opening a door to the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

(End of this chapter)