Dao Companions Help Me Live Forever

Chapter 69: Harvest

"Finally! Finally!" Yu Xian exclaimed excitedly.

He descended from the sky, holding three bodies, and landed on a deserted mountain on the outskirts of Kyoto, looking timid and cautious.

After scanning the surroundings with his divine sense and confirming that there was no one around, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The storage bag in his hand was the lowest-level cubic space, unable to fit even a folded body. He had no choice but to carry them.

If someone were to see him, it wouldn't be a big deal to be considered a pervert. The key was that if his whereabouts were discovered, it would require a lot of effort to deal with it.

Yu Xian casually released a mist technique, and a fog immediately enveloped the area, obscuring the view.

Only then did he begin to examine the spoils in his hand.

The identities of the three bodies were naturally the two Foundation Building cultivators from the Jiang family and the second son of the Lin family.

The body of the elder from the Jiang family had already turned into a mummy, preserved most intact.

The patriarch of the Jiang family was reduced to a jade-like skeleton, while the second son of the Lin family was the most miserable, with his entire chest blown open, hardly any good flesh left on his body.

"Good food is never late, let's start with the weakest one." Yu Xian's gaze fell on the mummified body of the elder from the Jiang family.

The frail elder was wearing a clearly ill-fitting black mysterious iron armor, covered in wounds, most likely left by the sword of the second son of the Lin family.

Yu Xian didn't mind and directly took it off the elder's body.

"A top-grade magical weapon. Although it is heavily damaged and its value has plummeted, it is still the most expensive magical weapon I have ever handled."

The classification of magical weapons is very simple, based on the strength of the amplification of one's own mana.

A low-grade magical weapon generally amplifies the mana of a Qi Refining cultivator by one to two tenths, which means that a Qi Refining cultivator can exert up to twelve-tenths of their own strength when using a low-grade magical weapon.

A medium-grade magical weapon amplifies three to five tenths, while a top-grade magical weapon amplifies six to nine tenths. A magical weapon that can perfectly amplify ten-tenths of one's mana is considered a top-grade magical weapon.

Of course, this is just a rough way of classifying magical weapons.

Many magical weapons, although of low grade, have various unique functions and can be just as effective as some top-grade magical weapons.

However, Yu Xian is now a Foundation Building cultivator.

For his highly condensed liquid mana, the amplification effect of magical weapons is greatly reduced.

Even some low-quality low-grade magical weapons may not be able to withstand his liquid mana and disintegrate after only a few uses.

Therefore, spirit tools are still the most suitable for Foundation Building cultivators.

"Next is the much-anticipated storage bag."

Yu Xian's sharp eyes spotted the storage bag that the elder had kept close to his body. It was a crescent-shaped white storage bag, exquisitely small, similar to a purse.

Compared to the dusty and sack-like storage bag in his hand, it looked much more advanced.

The elder was dead, and the residual divine sense in the storage bag was already very weak. Yu Xian only refined it slightly, and the storage bag opened up to him.

The storage bag had about twelve cubic units of space, and its value alone was worth a top-grade magical weapon, maybe even more expensive.

Yu Xian felt that he, as a country bumpkin, really had no knowledge.

The largest storage bag he had seen in the market before was only five cubic units of space, worth one hundred spirit stones, already a luxury item in his eyes.

Although the storage bag had a large space, there wasn't much inside, making it look empty.

Yu Xian swept his hand.

Everything in the storage bag spilled out.

The first thing that caught his eye was a large clothes rack, hanging more than a dozen sets of long robes, mostly in light colors, mainly gray, white, and blue.

Although they were all made of the highest-quality fabric in the mortal world, they had no value to Yu Xian, and he even wanted to criticize the old man for being so vain.

Next were two sandalwood boxes, square and dignified in appearance.

Yu Xian rubbed his hands, looking forward to opening them.

"By the heavens, may I be blessed with good luck!"

Crack!

The sandalwood boxes opened.

A cold air rose up, and a huge wolf head frozen in ice stared fiercely from inside.

Even though the wolf head was already dead, it still emitted the aura of a powerful being.

This was at least a second-order demonic beast, equivalent to a Foundation Building cultivator.

Yu Xian: "..."

He opened the remaining box with a disappointed expression.

Sure enough, it was another frozen head.

But this time, it was a human head.

"What the hell are these collections!"

Yu Xian's state of mind was a bit shattered.

Apart from these larger items, there were only some miscellaneous things left.

For example, two blue spirit stones.

"No, as a Foundation Building cultivator, only having two spirit stones seems a bit plain, doesn't it?"

Little did Yu Xian know that before the old man came to the mortal world, he had already made clear arrangements for his affairs, and most of his precious spirit stones were given to his descendants.

In addition, in order to help Jiang Xuanwu refine the flesh container and set up the formation in the bedroom, he had almost exhausted the spirit stones he brought with him.

"Hmm, something's not right?"

Yu Xian picked up the blue spirit stone, which was transparent and resembled a sapphire.

"Could this be the legendary medium-grade spirit stone? It has a certain beneficial effect on the cultivation of Foundation Building cultivators."

"A medium-grade spirit stone is worth a hundred low-grade spirit stones, and there are two here, which is two hundred spirit stones."

"Although it still doesn't match your worth, it's already not bad compared to useless clothes and a head."

Next was a tall and round jade bottle, about thirty centimeters high.

Yu Xian pulled out the stopper and poured it into his hand. It was a blood-red pill the size of a peanut, and a sweet fragrance could be smelled when placed between the nose.

There were at least thirty-four pills in the bottle.

Yu Xian couldn't help but swallow his saliva and wanted to swallow it.

"No, it's better not to eat unfamiliar medicine. Let's find a guinea pig first."

Next were a green jade slip, a white jade slip, and a red wolf head jade pendant.

"Let me see what good things these are."

Yu Xian's divine sense eagerly explored, and the contents of the green jade slip quickly appeared in his mind.

After a short while.

Yu Xian's face emerged from the jade slip with a constipated expression.

"A diary! It's another damn diary!"

"I want cultivation techniques! I want secret manuals!"

This jade slip was full of the old man's memoirs.

Starting from about twenty years ago when he first arrived in the Yue Kingdom, it sporadically recorded about a hundred diary entries.

Because he often fell into a dormant state, even if it was a diary, it would take several months to write an entry.

Of course, the diary couldn't be considered completely useless.

Yu Xian realized why there was nothing in the old man's storage bag. It turned out that his good things were left in his own clan.

And the old man was already at the age of retirement and waiting for death, so how could he bring any cultivation techniques or secret manuals?

"I can't believe this is still a diary."

Yu Xian's divine sense once again entered the white jade slip.

After a while.

"Monster cultivation technique, experimental notes?"

It turned out that the white jade slip recorded experimental records of a cultivation technique called the Monster Cultivation Technique.

The Monster Cultivation Technique involved implanting the bloodline of a monster race into an ordinary person, allowing them to gain powerful strength in a short period of time.

For example, the Tiger Leopard Pill was a byproduct of the Monster Cultivation Technique. If an ordinary person consumed too much of it, they would easily lose their sanity and become a fool under the influence of the will of the monster inside.

There was also the Black Wolf Guard, which was also a product of the Monster Cultivation Technique. The blood pill in the jade bottle was specifically for the Black Wolf Guard to consume.

These were all just the old man's pastime when he was bored.

"Unfortunately, it's useless for me, and it can only implant the bloodline of a first-order monster. It's almost like chicken ribs."

"But this, for me, is more valuable."

Yu Xian held the wolf head jade pendant and then infused it with his mana. The jade pendant flashed with light, as if emitting mysterious information.

This jade pendant was a blood contract token specifically used to contract with a monster beast. The silver wolf that had appeared in the bedroom before was controlled by this jade pendant.

Since the jade pendant didn't shatter, it meant that the silver wolf was still alive.

Yu Xian sent out a message, and the silver wolf would come along with the induction.

"Alright, the first treasure chest is opened."

"To summarize, there is one broken mysterious iron armor, two medium-grade spirit stones, one diary, one notebook, several blood pills, one monster beast (to be returned), and a pile of tattered clothes."

With a thought, Yu Xian caused the earth to fly, and soon a large pit was dug, and the old man's body was successfully buried.

"Now that I have buried you, these things are not brought into life and not taken into death. Let's consider them as my reward. Rest in peace."

Yu Xian waved his hand, and all of the old man's clothes fell into the pit.

Then he flicked his finger, and a fireball fell.

The old man's body and clothes instantly ignited, and it took nearly half an hour to turn into ashes.

Truly a body cultivator, with a strong physique.

If it fell into the hands of a cultivator who manipulated corpses, it could be turned into a powerful weapon after some refining and could probably be sold for a good price.

However, Yu Xian had no grudges or grievances with him, so he didn't want to desecrate the old man's body.

(End of this chapter)