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The internal space of the storage ring was extremely spacious—about half the size of a football field in width and over six meters in height.
With a casual wave of Wei Yang's hand—
Clatter~
A huge pile of items instantly poured out, scattering across the floor, practically covering the entire secret chamber. Some items were even stacked into small heaps.
And this was just the loose items. As for the neatly arranged rows of wooden shelves and boxes inside the storage ring, Wei Yang didn't bother to take those out.
"Wow~ So many treasures!" Qing Lin and Xian'er gasped in delight, eyes sparkling.
A single glance revealed a mountain-like pile of books, scrolls, jade bottles, and jade boxes, dazzling and overwhelming to look at.
At the same time, the rich fragrance of medicinal herbs and pills filled the entire secret chamber.
"That's a Mighty Huang Pill!"
"That's a Zong Breaking Pill, isn't it?!"
"This is a Low-Level Earth Grade cultivation technique."
"This is a Dou Technique..."
The two girls cheerfully sorted through the vast collection of items.
"I also obtained two vials of Heavenly Cold Qi this time. It's a type of rare natural treasure that can barely compare to a Heavenly Flame. Qing Lin, you already have the Nine Nether Cold Qi, so you don't need this."
"Heavenly Cold Qi?" Xian'er and Qing Lin glanced at it, then lost interest and turned away.
"Ah Da, this one's for you." As Wei Yang spoke, he flipped his hand, retrieving a jade bottle. Instantly, a pale blue cold aura filled the room.
Handing it to Ah Da, Wei Yang smiled and said, "Since I took your Nine Nether Cold Qi, I'll give you this Heavenly Cold Qi in return. You're not losing out. As for the flame... we'll talk about that later."
"Thank you, Master." Ah Da stood up somewhat excitedly, bowed, and accepted the vial of Heavenly Cold Qi with both hands.
Though he had become a soul slave, it didn't mean Ah Da had lost his own thoughts, preferences, or ambitions.
Aside from orders from Wei Yang, which he would carry out without hesitation, in all other respects, he was no different from an ordinary person.
And for a rare natural treasure like Heavenly Cold Qi—something perfectly compatible with his cultivation technique and attributes—he was naturally thrilled.
Of course, when people said it could compare to a Heavenly Flame, that was more of an exaggeration. In terms of value and effects, it was far inferior.
At the very least, Heavenly Flames possessed spirituality, something Heavenly Cold Qi did not.
Heavenly Flames could grow and even develop intelligence, something that Heavenly Cold Qi or Nine Nether Cold Qi could never achieve.
Next, Wei Yang turned his gaze toward Du Jiao, who sat there blankly, and smiled. "Du Jiao also performed quite well this time. There's a reward for you, too."
As he spoke, he casually tossed out a charred, mangled corpse drenched in blood. "This is Han Feng's corpse. Here, take it for a snack."
"Thank you, Master," Du Jiao replied in his gruff voice, flipping his hand to store the body. His tongue couldn't help but lick his lips.
After settling those matters, Wei Yang transferred the remaining items from the storage ring into the Serene Sea Storage Ring, and then handed the old ring—obtained from the cliff cave and which had accompanied him for a long time—to Xian'er.
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The two girls hummed cheerful tunes as they joyfully continued sorting through the massive haul.
They categorized everything.
Among them, the rare high-grade medicinal herbs were, of course, eagerly scooped up by Xian'er like priceless treasures.
Next came the scrolls, jade slips, and books.
There were pill recipes, cultivation techniques, Dou Techniques, alchemy inheritance techniques, flame control methods, and more. All of these were sorted and placed neatly to the side.
What Wei Yang valued most among them were the various high-grade pill formulas. In terms of pure value, these recipes far surpassed even Di class cultivation techniques.
There were rare formulas such as:
Tier 5 Reviving Violet Spirit PillTier 6 Ground Spirit PillTier 6 Deep Green Longevity PillTier 7 Zong Breaking PillTier 7 Life Returning PillTier 7 Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon PillPeak Tier 7 Bone Growing Blood Fusing Pill
All of these were rare and unique pill formulas—virtually everything one could hope for was here.
At this point, Wei Yang had essentially collected around 70 to 80 percent of all common and uncommon pill recipes below peak Tier 7.
Looking at the meticulously sorted collection of formulas, Wei Yang couldn't help but grin from ear to ear.
While he had previously obtained a comprehensive inheritance of a peak Tier 7 alchemist from Yao Lao, along with a set of common formulas, those were, after all, just common recipes.
In truth, Wei Yang didn't have many Tier 6 recipes, let alone Tier 7 and above.
On the continent, the most complete and high-level alchemy inheritances could only be found in the Pill Tower or among ancient mysterious clans.
So at times, a single high-grade pill formula could be far more precious than a Earth Grade cultivation technique or Dou Technique.
Some exclusive, unique formulas were even regarded as a personal, untold secret of master alchemists.
Many alchemists relied on one or two unique pills as their golden signature—these formulas were their lifeblood, their livelihood.
And for someone like Wei Yang, a rogue cultivator with no background and only about ten years of cultivation, to possess such a large collection of rare pill formulas was simply unthinkable.
Because—no one would ever, for no reason, teach high-grade alchemy techniques or pill recipes to a stranger.
Even Yao Lao wouldn't casually pass them down to Wei Yang.
Now, looking at the heap of high-grade pill formulas before him, Wei Yang couldn't help but feel emotional.
As the old saying goes: "A horse doesn't get fat without night grazing, and a man doesn't get rich without unexpected fortune!"
At that moment—
"Huh? This cauldron looks strange, young master! Could this be the Heavenly Cauldron you've been dreaming about?" Qing Lin's curious voice suddenly rang out.
In front of her stood several cauldrons of varying shapes and colors.
Wei Yang's eyes lit up the moment he heard her. He quickly looked away from the pill recipes and turned his head.
That's right—he had been so caught up with the pill recipes, he almost forgot... there was still a Heavenly Cauldron!
Xian'er also stopped what she was doing and turned to look.
They saw a massive crimson pill cauldron, placed steadily on the ground.
Its surface was covered with intricate and exotic patterns, and its body was engraved with lifelike images of fierce beasts...
Just by looking at it, they could vaguely hear beastly roars echoing within their minds, as though ten thousand beasts were howling in their hearts.
Wei Yang couldn't resist. He stood up and slowly walked over to the cauldron, crouched down, and gently ran his hand over the surface, tracing the carvings with his fingers.
"Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron… one of the thirteen Heavenly Cauldrons on the Heavenly Cauldron Ranking…" Wei Yang murmured with clear excitement.
Xian'er came over too, eyes sparkling as she carefully examined the cauldron. She whispered, "So this is one of the thirteen Heavenly Cauldrons?"
"That's right—it's called the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron!" Wei Yang nodded repeatedly, caressing it as if handling a priceless treasure.
"Han Feng… I really have to thank you!"
No alchemist could resist the temptation of a perfect pill cauldron.
In this moment, Wei Yang actually found Han Feng somewhat more pleasing to the eye.
Sea Heart Flame, Ten Thousand Beasts Cauldron!
What a truly generous man!
Either one of these treasures alone would be enough to send countless alchemists into a frenzy.
Wei Yang glanced at Du Jiao, who still sat blankly nearby, and a trace of guilt rose in his heart.
Had it been too disrespectful to give Han Feng's corpse to Du Jiao as a snack?
Maybe he should retrieve it and give it a proper burial?
But after a moment of thought—Han Feng only had a weak remnant soul left. What was the point of keeping a broken corpse?
Rather than letting it turn to ash in the magma or rot in the ground, it was better to let Du Jiao devour it. That could be considered recycling waste. Nothing was wasted.
Besides, for a piece of trash like Han Feng, there was no need to trouble himself with ethics or morality.
With that, Wei Yang let it go.
Aside from the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron, there were three other pill cauldrons.
Among them, one was Tier 6, and the other two were Tier 7—all of them high-grade cauldrons.
After all, anything Han Feng specifically stored in his storage ring couldn't be of poor quality.
Wei Yang waved his hand generously and allowed Xian'er and Qing Lin to choose one cauldron each to their liking.
He even brought out the Tier 7 bronze cauldron he had previously acquired through trade with Yao Lao.
The two girls, delighted, each picked a Tier 7 cauldron for themselves.
As for the remaining Tier 7 and Tier 6 cauldrons, Wei Yang casually tossed the Tier 6 one to Ah Da.
After all, Ah Da was a peak Tier 4 alchemist.
He had only learned alchemy recently after seizing someone else's body—but he still had great potential for growth, especially with his spiritual-level soul.
However, because he had yet to find a suitable Yin Wood Flame, Ah Da had been unable to fully unleash the strength of his soul-based talents.
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