The main hall, specifically used for hosting banquets and guests, was in complete disarray. The floor was stained with blood, and broken tables, chairs, and stools lay scattered everywhere.
People were dragging intact tables and chairs from various rooms, while over ten people dressed as scholars were preparing papers and brushes, busily writing.
So were docunting the harvest, while others were transcribing books.
Boxes of different sizes were carried out, their lids opened to reveal contents brimming with gold and silver, and jade.
Silks and satins were piled into mountains.
Silver notes, land deeds, and docunts were stacked in piles, and the carriers, flushed with excitent, paid no mind to the blood that stained them.
The more valuable items were selected and placed on a long table.
On it lay a dagger capable of cutting gold and jade, a Luminous Pearl the size of a dragon’s eye, unknown wood and tal, and a few rare herbs.
Fang Zheng shifted his gaze, landing on the wood and tal.
Magical Artifact Materials!
Although he had never seen anything like them before, an innate sense told him that these two items were the legendary materials for crafting magical artifacts.
"This item is called Yin Wood. It is said to house the Souls of the deceased and is an excellent material for crafting Yin Soul Magical Artifacts."
Ye Nanqiu stepped forward and introduced:
"As for this piece of tal, it should be Iron Essence, an indispensable material for crafting a Magic Sword. Once the sword is forged, it can cut through iron like mud."
Indeed, being a Warlock with heritage, he knows far more than others.
"Patriarch Linghu."
Pan Ran gestured with his hand:
"Please go first!"
At these words, a representative of the Bai Martial Arts in the venue slightly altered his expression, but soon lowered his head to suppress the surge of emotion.
Logically speaking.
This endeavor highly relied on the Bai Family’s Patriarch Bai Hai who ran back and forth and coordinated everywhere, so the Bai Family should choose first during the division of the spoils.
This was agreed upon.
Unfortunately.
Bai Hai died, leaving the Bai Family without a Stabilizing Needle. The Pan Family even intended to suppress them. Even if they were discontent, they dared not speak out.
Linghu An chuckled and nodded:
"Then I’ll graciously accept."
He stepped forward, circling the table once, and after pausing his gaze on a few items, reached out to pick one.
It was the Luminous Pearl the size of a dragon’s eye.
This choice wasn’t surprising.
In terms of value, the Luminous Pearl was the highest among the items present. Although Magical Artifact Materials were rare, they were only useful in the hands of a Mage.
Pan Ran spoke again:
"Brother Wen, you’re next."
"Hmm." Fang Zheng nodded and stepped over to pick up the Yin Wood.
His choice indeed surprised others, as the gem-inlaid dagger was more valuable.
But unbeknownst to them.
With modern technology, crafting sothing similar isn’t difficult. In contrast, the materials for crafting magical artifacts were more enticing to him.
As for why not choose the Iron Essence...
The Iron Essence was only the size of an adult’s thumb, while the Yin Wood was the size of a brick. Knowing nothing about value, he naturally chose the larger one.
After both had chosen, it was the turn of the Pan Family, Bai Martial Arts, and others.
"Master!"
At this mont, soone dragged a person out from the backyard, shouting:
"There’s still a Wild Doctor here."
"I am not a Wild Doctor!" The man, in his early thirties, was being dragged on the ground, and under his wide robe, he was cradling an infant.
His face was covered in dirt and showing panic, he urgently pleaded:
"I’m Elder Huang’s disciple. For the past few years, I have been treating Grandmaster Wang. I understand dicine; I beg you, don’t kill ."
"My child was just born recently, I don’t want to die..."
"Wah..."
The infant in his arms, startled, burst into loud cries. The man hurried to cover the child but dared not exert too much force, breaking into a cold sweat from anxiety.
"Elder Huang?" Pan Ran looked puzzled.
"He was the physician Grandmaster Wang brought from Qing Province," explained soone behind him:
"This elder died a few years ago. He was reputed for his dical skills, capable of making the Living Dead rise. The old master lived as long as he did thanks to his treatnts."
"The Living Dead rising?" Pan Ran sneered:
"If he had such prowess, would he have died so straightforwardly?"
With a wave of his hand.
"Kill him!"
"Yes!"
The subordinate responded, drawing his sword and moving forward.
"Wait!"
Linghu An’s eyes flickered, raising his hand to stop the movent and said:
"Killing a healer brings bad luck."
"Additionally, I am quite interested in the life-saving formula he used for Grandmaster Wang. If he’s willing to hand it over, sparing his life is no issue."
"Indeed." Pan Ran’s eyes flickered:
"That old guy was half-dead years ago, yet managed to hang on till now. It’s said he used so miraculous formula. Let’s find out first."
"I’ll tell, I’ll tell!" Seeing this, the man hastily spoke, looking with hopeful eyes at Linghu An, the only one sowhat lenient toward him in the venue:
"This hero... elder, if I reveal it, would you truly spare a path of survival?"
He initially wanted to address him as a hero, but realizing the current situation with the Wang Family was not the work of a hero, he switched to calling him elder midway.
"Heh..." Hearing this, Linghu An chuckled and shook his head:
"Even if we let you go, where could you possibly go now? Today’s matters must not be leaked. Do you think we would let you co and go as you please?"
"Co with !"
"As long as you don’t run around, after three to five years, when the Wang Family’s affair is forgotten by the world, you may leave as you wish."
The man’s face turned pale.
It was the sa in the Wang Family, akin to being kept captive. Though he was provided for, it felt like being imprisoned without freedom.
He didn’t expect...
Even after the Wang Family’s downfall, his fate remained unchanged.
He opened his mouth, but seeing Linghu An’s face grow cold, he shivered involuntarily. Looking down at the child in his arms, he repeatedly nodded:
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