Chapter 45: Checking The Loot

I took out the bags from under the beds and opened them all. One of the luggages that Feng Yi brought contained her, mine and Chunu's clothes. The other one was full of whatever she'd stolen from Gang Zheng and other elders' rooms.

A painting of an old tree, two manuals for training the fists, a pouch full of golds... I sorted through the less important things and found a smooth wooden case. Opening it, my eyes were graced by seven rings lined up neatly. Each one had a gemstone of different colour embedded in it, from red to violet.

I could trade these for more pills. I put it beside the bags and took out more items. There was a jade vase, another painting, a thin and new folding fan.

It's quality could match the best steel produced on earth's factories. I immediately liked this weapon after trying it out once. It was sharp, smooth and light.

Suddenly, I smelled herbs. Feng Yi hadn't left out medicine granny's room. In white jars, there were healing reagents, potent sleeping pills, beautification pastes... Anything for cultivation, hmmm... I finally found one.

It was a medicinal bath recipe! There was a bottle of skin toughening oil as well. After I carefully put the raw herbs away, I opened the bags I brought. I had looked at one bag, there was only money and weapons inside that.

Swords, daggers, iron chains, whips and spear heads. There was a bit too much so I was going to sell them in the auction tommorow.

As I opened the other bag which was made of processed fibers, I saw bundles of scrolls inside. Three of the scrolls contained names of Gang family members since the first generation. I threw those away and looked at the scrolls whose papers seemed more expensive.

"Quick Kick Techniques... Flower Picking Technique... Heat Tempered Body... Hidden Sword Technique... trash, all trash," I mumbled while going through the various practice forms and body tempering techniques of Gang family.

These were the treasures? I could probably write thousands of these if I became creative... hmm, one of the scroll contained pictures of a rather sophisticated movement form. Its name was Sinking Sand Technique.

Below the pictures, a note was scribbled. Devised by Gang Yue? I didn't believe it. The original note was crisscrossed, making it unreadable and this Gang Yue trying to take the credit.

It wasn't hard to tell that no Viscera Purifying pracitioner could come up with such a movement technique. The creator seemed to have taken inspiration from the nature of Shang desert. He was definitely at Qi gathering at the very least.

"Hmm, now this is worth practicing." I put the scroll together with the folding fan. I found a set of brown leather gloves and put that together with the scroll. The leather was extremely tough and it would make a good weapon for punching.

Lastly, I found a book titled "Qi and Spirit." Its author seemed to be the some monk of Golden Tribulation Monastery. His name and cultivation base wasn't mentioned though.

This book was sort of like a free material given by a charity organization. It most likely belonged to Gang Shan considering how well kept it was. I turned the white paper cover and read the first two paragraphs.

"All things have Qi in them and all things bear a spirit once they get old enough. For the living, their spirit is birthed with them. For the non-living, attaining a spirit is their ultimate goal. With my understanding, the spirit is someone or something's understanding of the world. Greater the spirit, the more it attracts Qi.

As this world favours demonic beasts, the qi here isn't pure. Thus, the spirit of beings born or formed in our world is inherently tainted. Only by purifying his/her spiritual existence can one reach a higher realm."

This author had a profound understanding of this demon world. He even argued that cultivating the Qi of this world limited the cultivators' potential, causing them to lose 'The Way.'

I didn't fully agree with this monk though. Although he had caught up on the notion of Spiritual Cultivation by his own Enlightenment, he seemed to have forgotten that Qi could also be purified.

I knew from the get-go that blindly cultivating the impure Qi like foolish mortals wasn't the true way to higher stages. That's why most cultivators in lower worlds get stuck in either Qi Gathering or Essence Aggregation.

One thing, they don't build a solid foundation during the first three stages and another, they cultivate the Qi without purifying it. It wasn't that beings in higher worlds had greater talent but that they were more aware.

Even so, this book was useful. It described in detail what spirit stones were and where to find them. It didn't explicitly mention any locations but the general features of a place which hid a spirit vein.

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I closed the book and sorted what I needed. Altogether, I found a lot of things useful for me. The folding Fan which I named as Silverite, scroll of Sinking Sand Steps, medicinal bath recipe, Spirit-Qi book, leather gloves, a light longsword, the case containing the seven rings, medicine granny's herbs, and the skin toughening oil.

As for other things, I would either sell those in the auction or keep them for future trade. I planned to pass some herbs to Chunu. Her practice didn't require a weapon as she was more focused on the 'softness' part. [1]

Feng Yi, however, would need a weapon. I also planned to write a set of techniques for her. Zuifan's memories contained many of such and I was amazed how well I remembered them.

Hmm... I nearly forgot, I had to write something for the auction as well. It was to be the source of the chaos.

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At noon, I finished packing everything up. Things that I wanted to sell, I put them in two bags. Things that I would use and consume, I put it in my personal bag.

I had long since abandoned my twin swords. I had a better sword now, why should I use things of lower quality? I hid the steel folding fan under my left sleeve and tied the longsword to my back. It's sharper edge curved and formed an acute angle at the tip.

I always had a habit of keeping a clean white paper scroll and a quill pen with me. I also stored some mls of dark ink inside a thin hollow bamboo.

Speaking of bamboo containers, I had already given my remaining Lia posion to Chunu. She had a job that required it.

I donned a black robe and a face mask trying to make myself look as edgy as possible. It was intentional because I was going to pose as a disciple of the infamous Poison Asura.

I wore the leather gloves and kept the flute pressed against my chest. Wearing such a loose robe, it's shape would be unnoticeable unless I wanted to make it seen.

Finally, I was done. I could already feel the need of a spatial ring. I knew they existed but forget about affording, I wouldn't even be able to convince the seller to sell them to me. My cultivation was low right now, I had to equip everything in the old-fashioned way.

I sighed and went outside. I had spent an hour convincing Ling'er to not rashly run away from this town. She was staying at Chunu's room.

When it was time to leave, I went to where she was. I lightly knocked the door three times and forcefully two times. Following that signal, the door opened from inside and Ling'er peeked at me.

"You're too afraid. I don't think they will locate you here." I closed the door as she came outside.

Ling'er still had the straw hat on her head. Though, she didn't wear men's clothes this time.

"They could have informants around here," she replied and exhaled a long breath.

I shook my head and didn't say anything. Thankfully, I had told her that I'd be coming dressed very suspiciously, or she'd have freaked out unnecessarily.

The second day of the fair, it was a little different. Various competitions were going on in the park. Beauty contest, drinking competition, fishing contests... I would have participated in one of them just for fun if I wasn't so busy.

Cultivating and plotting all the time could get very tiresome. I still considered myself a human (not humane) and I wouldn't shy away from experiencing worldly pleasures. I would enjoy mortality while it still lasted.

'But not at this moment. Today, I must strike a good deal with Lin family..' My eyes flickered as I walked beside Ling'er.

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