Chapter 603: Taking Stock of the Harvest (6000-word bonus)

"What?"

Upon hearing Aaron say this, and seeing him truly take out a Storage Bag, the Immortal Cultivator in the grey robe was overjoyed and stepped forward.

"Heaven has pity... this Immortal fate has finally fallen upon me."

His heart was filled with wild joy, and because he was too careless, thinking the other party was a mere mortal, he walked straight up, wanting to take the Storage Bag from Aaron's hand.

Boom!

The next moment, this Immortal Cultivator felt as if he saw a scorching sun of Qi and Blood rising from Aaron's body, and he was stunned for a moment.

Following that, Aaron's footsteps were like flickering light and shadows; in an instant, he closed the distance and struck out with his palms in succession.

Baishuixian looked at the composed uncle, and a blush could not help but rise to her cheeks...

Top-tier Magical Tools are even more expensive, often worth over a thousand Spirit Stones!

"Just this small banner alone makes it worth it..."

"It's a pity... it's a bit too recognizable. Unless I modify it, it's better to use the Iron Leaf Boat."

Inside the Cave Abode, Aaron stroked a pale yellow Jade Slip in his hand, looking at the dragon-like 'Zhou' mark on the corner of the slip, and his expression turned somewhat strange: "Zhou? That Zhou Laoyezi who died at the hands of a female cultivator and once turned the marketplace upside down?"

Aside from that, the biggest haul was the Spirit Stones.

Aaron did not return directly to Spirit Medicine Island, but instead found a remote island and began to practice the 'Mingyu Art'.

He looked at Baishuixian and discovered she was only bound by the 'Entanglement Technique'; even if he ignored her, those vines would automatically wither once the Dharma Power was exhausted, so he tossed her onto the carriage, buried the corpses, and drove the carriage away.

"Damn uncle, stinky uncle... you didn't even tell me your name."

"The cycle of karma... I never expected this thing to end up in my hands after all..."

The disciples of Nether Peak of the Black Blood Sect naturally practice the 'Nether Demon Art'. He found a cultivation method in that True Disciple's Storage Bag that could reach the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage, but it was just so-so, not even as good as the 'Mingyu Art'.

It took less than a year to re-condense his Dharma Power and step into the first level of Qi Refining.

Aaron sighed: "It's just that I've experienced a lot in the past, and I know these low-level Immortal Cultivators are not invincible. As long as we Martial Masters are willing to risk our lives within seven paces, they will suffer if they are careless... Of course, I'm just telling you, don't learn from me."

"You have grown up, you must learn to live on your own."

Aaron toyed with the pitch-black small banner, feeling somewhat emotional.

Among them, what satisfied Aaron most was the mobility Magic Tool of the Black Blood Sect True Disciple—the mid-grade 'Black Cloud Barrier'. It not only surpassed the Iron Leaf Boat in speed but also had the effect of concealing one's figure.

Baishuixian's pretty face was covered in tears, and then she saw the Immortal Cultivator who had been so arrogant, the one who had subdued her with a single incantation, beaten to death by the uncle's chaotic palms; she was stunned, forgetting even to cry.

Aaron brought Baishuixian to Taize Prefecture City and then proposed to part ways: "I still have things to do, let us separate here."

This might be because the 'Mingyu Art' is of a higher grade than the Hunyuan Art and has a faster cultivation speed, or perhaps because he was restarting his cultivation, there were no bottlenecks at all. Even in the mortal world where Spirit Qi is thin, Aaron progressed extremely rapidly.

Thinking carefully about Ye Jiuniang's charm, Aaron felt this was a very likely speculation!

Ye Jiuniang's Storage Bag, however, gave Aaron a surprise. Not only were there many cultivation methods and spell Jade Slips, but he even found a legacy of a Talisman Master!

"This..."

"But it's been over a dozen years since that happened, and with the Immortal Cultivation Worlds of the two countries at war, many Demonic Dao cultivators have likely fallen. Finding an opportunity to fence these Magic Tools won't be very conspicuous..."

Aaron waved his hand, performed a light-body technique, and vanished into the distance, with only a faint voice drifting back: "If we are fated in the future, I will come to see you."

Taize Lake.

"Uncle... you?"

Aaron's 'Black Wood Sword' was ruined because of this, but it was still quite worth it.

Ye Jiuniang's Protective Colored Ribbon, the Black Blood Sect's Ghost Claw, and other mid-to-low-grade Magic Tools... all in all, there were seven or eight pieces.

It has been fifteen years since I went back, I wonder how things are over there.

Bang, bang, bang!

Countless palm strikes of Transformation Energy landed directly on this Immortal Cultivator.

"His 'Talisman Master' legacy, how could it be in Ye Jiuniang's hands? Did the Wanfa Pavilion acquire it later? Or... is Ye Jiuniang a descendant of those Thieving Maidens from back then?"

Aaron set the Magic Tools aside and began to check the documents such as the cultivation method Jade Slips.

The cultivation methods practiced by the other Black Blood Sect disciples were even worse than this True Disciple senior brother's.

Several months later.

Only then did he have the leisure to check his harvest from fifteen years ago one by one.

First the head, the throat, then the chest, the dantian, and other vital points...

If it were discovered or even occupied by other Immortal Cultivators, going there now would be no different from delivering a meal to their door.

Therefore, it is better to wait until he recovers a certain level of cultivation and possesses the power to protect himself before talking about it.

Besides this, there were other Magic Tools, such as the inkstone of that late-stage Black Blood Sect disciple, which was also a mid-grade Magic Tool. In addition to defense, it had the effect of polluting the Spirituality of other Magic Tools.

"The lecherous fat man I killed recently, however, had absolutely no oil to squeeze. The Jade Slip contained the common-as-dirt Hunyuan Art and a few minor spells..."

Watching the other party's back disappear, Baishuixian cursed, but tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Starting cultivation over again, the progress was naturally swift.

Low-grade and mid-grade Magic Tools are used by Qi Refining stage cultivators, and the price is often under a hundred Spirit Stones.

"A poor ghost, he didn't even have a Storage Bag!"

"This Taize Prefecture backs onto Taize Lake, is rich in products, and the people suffer little from cold and hunger; it is suitable for living..."

Looking at the few Spirit Stones and the one Jade Slip he had searched out... there wasn't even a single low-grade Magic Tool, and Aaron was speechless.

Finally, there were some sundries and Spirit Pills for cultivation. As for the pills of the Demon Sect, Aaron naturally declined with thanks and put them all aside.

Baishuixian looked at Aaron, her face full of surprise: "Could it be that you are also an Immortal Cultivator?"

"Let's deal with the corpses first, then leave."

And high-grade Magic Tools can be used by Foundation Establishment cultivators, often costing several hundred Spirit Stones!

"It is not!"

Baishuixian did not know that this place was where her ancestors' fate began, and she only felt her eyes reddening: "Uncle... do you not want me anymore?"

From the Storage Bags of those few people, Aaron managed to fish out nearly one thousand Spirit Stones in total, with the bulk of it naturally coming from Ye Jiuniang and that True Disciple, which made Aaron involuntarily exclaim that they were good people.

Aaron skillfully looted the corpses, then cursed: "It is also true... only such scum in the Immortal Cultivation World would shift their attention to women..."

"First and most importantly, naturally, is the High-grade Magical Tool—the 'Hundred Ghost Banner'; this is a privilege only possessed by True Disciples of a Golden Core Sect, and it would not be shabby even if used by a Foundation Establishment Dashiu..."

"Huh?"

After searching through Ye Jiuniang's Storage Bag once more, Aaron suddenly revealed a look of surprise and suspicion.

(End of this chapter)