Elderly Martial Saint: Sixty Times the Cultivation Speed ​​at the Start

Yi Yang's timing was indeed perfect. He first used the Concealing Breath Technique to hide his aura, and waited for the opponent to relax his vigilance and walk into the ambush. His first strike was aimed at dismembering the limb. Once Helian Zhu's arm was severed, his chain hammer was half useless.

However, this kind of weapon is indeed difficult to sell. There are already few martial artists who use chain hammers, and even fewer who can wield top-grade treasure-level weapons, so the range of buyers is too narrow.

Yi Yang put the chain hammer back into his ring, keeping it for the time being, and would deal with it later when a suitable channel came up.

Regarding the pills, there were several bottles of auxiliary cultivation pills used in the Tongxuan realm, of average quality and in small quantities. In addition, there were three tubes of poison powder, two concealed weapon boxes sealed with wax, and half a bottle of corpse-dissolving water.

Yi Yang took out the corpse-dissolving water separately and weighed it; it could still be used two or three more times.

He's become more and more proficient at using this thing, and he's never stopped using it since the Wan Yao Mountain Range; it's practically an essential item for home and travel.

The last item caught his eye a couple more times.

It was a tattered piece of sheepskin, about the size of a palm, with rough edges and several winding lines drawn on it.

It wasn't writing, nor was it array patterns. The lines on the fragment were of varying thickness and followed an irregular pattern, as if someone had casually drawn them on.

Yi Yang looked at it over and over for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

He tried to probe it with his divine sense, but there was no trace of true energy left on the sheepskin. It was just an ordinary piece of animal hide with a few lines that no one could understand.

Yi Yang didn't throw it away; he put it in a corner of his storage ring. Just because you don't understand something doesn't mean it's useless; it might come in handy someday.

After taking inventory of Helian Zhu's belongings, Yi Yang took out Han Ji's storage ring.

The moment his true energy entered, his eyebrows twitched.

The space was almost twice the size of Helian Zhu's and his own. The items inside were arranged very carefully. Pills were categorized and placed in different brocade boxes, cultivation manuals were wrapped in oilcloth and stacked together, and spirit crystals were stored in a special jade box.

The way the elders of the Heavenly Heart Sect acted was quite different from that of the martial artists of the Witch Kingdom.

There weren't many spirit crystals; there were a total of 213 in the jade box. This was within Yi Yang's expectations. With 1,480 spirit crystals thrown at the damaged spirit weapon, the fact that Han Ji had these left meant he had some resources.

Yi Yang didn't linger on the spirit crystals for long; his attention was drawn to the row of brocade boxes.

Upon opening the first bottle, four bottles of "Mysterious Origin Pills" were neatly arranged inside, five pills in each bottle. The bottles were labeled with the name of the Heavenly Heart Sect's Alchemy Peak, the ink on them neatly written.

The second brocade box contained four bottles of "Qi-Gathering Pills." They were also produced by the Alchemy Peak, and the bottle design was exactly the same as that of the Profound Origin Pills.

There were eight bottles of the two types of pills, totaling forty pills. They were all cultivation pills used to enhance cultivation at the Tongxuan realm.

Yi Yang took out the bottles one by one, uncorked them, and smelled them. The medicinal fragrance was pure and there was no adulteration. The quality was among the best of the similar pills he had ever seen.

He roughly estimated the price in his mind—if these two kinds of pills were sold in the trading houses of Hengyue Town, each bottle would be worth at least seventy spirit crystals, and eight bottles together would be worth at least five or six hundred spirit crystals.

It seems that the Heavenly Heart Sect's reputation for being "rich and powerful" is well-deserved.

What Yi Yang didn't know was that the elders of the Tianxin Sect only had this much medicine for three years. Han Ji had come to Hengyue Town this time intending to stay permanently, and had pre-paid the sect's three-year supply of pills, which was why he had so many cultivation pills on him. Now, they were all going to Yi Yang.

There were three manuals of martial arts in the storage ring, all of which were at the level of true skill. Yi Yang flipped through them and found that the cover and inner pages were printed with the sect mark of the Tianxin Sect - a crane with outstretched wings standing on cloud patterns, with a number and the small words "Only disciples above the inner disciple level can read this".

Yi Yang doesn't plan to cultivate these things, not only because they are unsuitable, but also because Yi Yang's energy is currently limited. Martial arts of low grade, unless they are very special, will take up his cultivation time.

However, selling these martial arts manuals would be tantamount to telling the Tianxin Sect that someone had killed their elders. Yi Yang put the three manuals back into the depths of his storage ring untouched, intending to sell them elsewhere at a later time.

Finally, he took out the damaged spiritual weapon that Han Ji had acquired at auction.

Cold night.

The dark blue blade was drawn three inches from its sheath, and a chilling aura swept over the user. The patterns on the hilt were dim and had lost their spirit, but the remaining power on the blade was still there. The murderous intent that sent shivers down one's spine could be felt even from half an arm's length away.

The item, purchased for 1,480 spirit crystals, was not fully refined by Han Ji before it could unleash its full power, and was burned to death by Yi Yang's Heart Fire.

This is a powerful weapon.

Although the sword has lost its spiritual power, its material and forging craftsmanship are still excellent, making it more than capable of being used as a primary weapon. Moreover, the residual spiritual power on the blade can still be released three times.

three times.

If you bring it out in a critical moment, it's like having three extra life-saving cards.

Yi Yang carefully put away Han Xiao, leaned against the headboard, and closed his eyes for a while.

Tonight's harvest was much richer than he had expected.

Helian Zhu contributed nearly eight hundred spirit crystals and a pile of miscellaneous items, while Han Ji's contribution was even more substantial. Although the number of spirit crystals was not large, the eight bottles of Transcendent Realm pills and a broken spirit weapon were worth far more than two thousand spirit crystals.

In addition to the "Divine Bone Blood Refinement" and the Cloud Chasing Boots acquired at the auction, as well as the existing belongings in the storage ring.

Yi Yang mentally reviewed all the assets.

There were over 1,800 spirit crystals, more than a dozen bottles of various Transcendent Realm pills, two spirit weapons, one incomplete spirit weapon, several top-grade treasures, five True Essence Lotus Seeds, two Darkwing Eagle live eggs, and the uncultivated "Divine Bone Blood Refinement".

Yi Yang didn't linger in the pleasure of counting money for long; he took out a Xuan Yuan Pill from the brocade box.

The pill was warm in my palm, with a light golden sheen on its surface. The fragrance of the medicine seeped out from between my fingers and into my nostrils.

He put the pill in his mouth and swallowed it.

The medicine enters the abdomen, dissolves in the stomach, and flows along the meridians towards the Qi Sea.

Yi Yang closed his eyes, placed his hands in a mudra on his knees, and began to fully activate the "Yi Mu Zhen Yang Jing".

The azure seed of profound light in the dantian began to slowly rotate under the infusion of medicinal power, spinning faster and faster, devouring every bit of medicinal power that surged in.

The numbers on the panel started to jump.

60000

60000

60000

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