Ning Zheng had never felt as happy and exhilarated in his life as he did today.
After all, he was just a small-ti, diocre cultivator who had never seen the big scene and was used to being poor.
Just a while ago, he was still a mining slave, and even a month ago, he was only managing a tiny local manor, running around with no real standing!
But now?
He couldn't believe this was real.
The amount of materials seed like it could fill the entire manor!
This endless supply of resources, isn't it more than what his demon cultivator adoptive father could plunder from rchant caravans?
It's estimated that even if his adoptive father worked frantically for ten more lifetis, diligently robbing, he wouldn't be able to earn so many resources!
We are the true heirs of the tribulation cultivator.
What's with blacksmithing, doing business? Recognizing fathers? Tomb robbing?
Those are just side jobs!
Countless treasures, pill dicines, magical robes, talismans, spiritual flesh...
The joy of opening these boxes and reaping the rewards was so exhilarating that it made his scalp tingle.
He experienced the joy of counting money in a house full of it, feeling like he'd reached the peak of his life.
In this mont, he even entertained a nouveau riche thought: to set up a throne on that mountain of luxurious resources and enjoy the feeling of being a king sitting atop a mountain of resources.
Everyone despises the nouveau riche, yet everyone longs to beco one!
At this mont, Ning Zheng felt that gathering this group of adorable little blacksmiths to develop his manor, brick by brick, cleaning up... was absolutely the smartest thing he had done in his life.
They were so good at making money.
Their various showy actions were so impressive.
He continued flipping through.
The third storage ring contained the storage bags of those cultivators who had been watching, mostly young elites of various families.
There were all sorts of miscellaneous everyday items.
Clothes, shoes, bellybands, soone even hid a few skeletons, there were storybooks, adult books, and even diaries... along with so cultivation techniques and divine techniques.
What was ant to hold personal items was now mixed together into a pile, just like a garbage heap.
"Too many, too many."
"The quality seems low, but it's not impossible that among them are treasures, cultivation techniques, or spiritual roots, which would be profitable."
"However, these things are too chaotic. My manor may end up becoming a junkyard at this rate."
He pondered internally: "Wait a mont, just take them to the manor and have the blacksmiths sort them out, categorize them; free labor shouldn't go unused."
This joy of happiness needs to be shared a bit.
After glancing briefly, Ning Zheng's gaze finally fixed on the storage ring plundered from the Fang Family, focusing on several two-phase realm elders.
Inside the storage ring, there were three two-phase realm magical artifacts—a bell, a treasure sword, boots...
Unfortunately, they were quite damaged.
Their luster was dull, the artifact spirits were broken, leaving only the shape of a husk, at best sturdy enough to be used as iron rods to hit people, with no thought to the magical artifact's divine techniques.
"What a waste."
Ning Zheng sighed in his heart.
This was also Ning Zheng's weakness.
Only knowing archery and throwing bricks with great strength, he couldn't control his strength well enough, damaging the spoils of war.
However, what delighted Ning Zheng was:
Within these two-phase realm elders' storage bags, he found a large number of intact three-elents realm magical artifacts, various pill dicines, materials, cultivation techniques, and spiritual roots...
The three-elents realm corresponds to upper-grade magical artifacts.
The young blacksmiths at the manor who just advanced could not yet forge such artifacts.
Their styles were brand new and unclaid, likely reserved by these two-phase realm elders for their exceptionally talented younger generations in the three-elents realm.
Perhaps these people were power transmission elders, elder of pill dicine peak, elder of artifact peak, spirit farr elders...
After thinking about it, he simply poured everything out in one go, scattered in disarray on the ground; pill dicines he couldn't understand,
boots, magical robes, felt hats...
There were as many as thirty items in total!
Glorious and colorful, as if lighting up a rainbow in the room, beautiful beyond compare.
This is the color of wealth!
So beautiful.
"Now I can put them to use just right."
Initially, Ning Zheng, having just broken through to the three-elents realm, also wanted to get a few upper-grade magical artifacts.
After all, though saying blank page version, focusing qi fortune to improve the realm is most cost-effective.
Otherwise, at most, he would just be a four viscera realm with many spells, not as attractive as a blank three-elents realm despite strong combat power.
But magical artifacts need no qi fortune value, spending so magic coins to increase basic combat power isn't bad either.
The three-elents realm is already considered top-tier combat power in a thousand local cities.
Two-phase realm?
They've essentially all gone out to build cities.
They have the ability to carve out independent living zones in the wilderness.
Private Holy Lands, Major Sects, and Great Noble Families, the Two-Phase Realm is the core combat power of these isolated mountain cities.
And he, in his twenties, is in the Three Elents Realm, which can be said to be extrely rare.
He doesn't know the heritage of great families!
However, in local Middle Grade Demon Cultivator families, Shi Youxing, in his eighties, has reached Perfection in the Four Viscera Realm.
He is very hopeful to advance to the Three Elents Realm.
But to truly advance and break through, in the best-case scenario, he might be around a hundred years old before succeeding.
The previous Gui Pu, who broke through to the Three Elents Realm at less than a hundred years old, made it to the Celestial Pride List of Xinyi Continent.
Of course, Gui Pu himself didn't co from a great family.
That was a cunning move, breaking through using the death siphoning of the Yin Yang Rice Flower Sword, a Demon Path technique.
A hundred years old, Three Elents Realm is clearly a dividing line among the major Celestial Pride forces.
But thinking back on it, it makes sense.
The younger a person breaks through to the Three Elents Realm, the stronger their Essence, Qi, Spirit, and potential!
The older they are, the more withered their Essence, Qi, and Spirit beco, making it harder to break through, and even if they barely manage to break through to the Three Elents Realm, they have no capital to break through to the next more difficult realm.
Ning Zheng rummaged around and took out an ink-colored longbow, made from the bone of an unknown beast, extrely beautiful and exquisite. He fell in love with it at first glance.
After playing with the longbow for a while, he revealed a satisfied smile.
The enchantnt on it was a divine technique that increased attack speed, very suitable for his Spiritual Root.
However, the divine techniques of bow and arrow magical artifacts are mostly about attack speed and power, which is not surprising.
He studied a few magical robes and boots that amplified mana but had no practical effect on Ning Zheng.
Currently, he plans for his avatars to fight, and his main body does not intend to personally go into battle, so wearing them is of no use.
He weighed so other valuable items, a few exquisite bottles, probably precious Pill dicines for use in the Three Elents Realm and Two-Phase Realm, as well as so extrely valuable Divine Gold and other forging materials.
Ning Zheng recognized these forging materials because he had seen them during the Zhang Family's crafting of Divine Weapons before.
He weighed the heft of them, showing a satisfied expression: "The quantity is generous!"
The Zhang Family had previously given three million Magic Coins, but the materials for the Rice Flower Sword were expense-free for crafting; they spent over ten million in materials, bankrupting themselves!
Now, just these dozen or so high-tier forging materials are estimated to also be worth over ten million Magic Coins!
It's simply ridiculously exaggerated.
It seems these materials were collected in storage bags by these Elders, ant for a Divine Craftsman to help forge them, but now Ning Zheng got them cheap.
The most outrageous part is:
Ning Zheng also saw an unfamiliar tallic material emitting a dark golden sheen, estimated to be even more valuable.
It is probably one of the core materials for crafting Divine Weapons.
"Thanks to the original adoptive father of the Demon Cultivation Manor, the Fang Family."
Ning Zheng sighed, feeling completely satisfied.
He kept so of the precious items and prepared to take the remaining storage rings up the mountain to have them categorized.
He did not intend to be stingy.
The materials that could be used would be used to develop the manor.
Even weapons of the Three Elents Realm or broken ones of the Two-Phase Realm, he planned to leave a few for the blacksmiths to research.
There were even so private forging legacies, probably family crafting insights not ant for sharing, which could greatly enhance the blacksmiths' skills!
Ning Zheng, full of joy, silently walked up to the manor.
As soon as he entered, he saw a group of people still chatting excitedly.
After all, the cinema in the mine had just ended, and they naturally gathered in small groups to discuss the "movie" plot.
"Hehehe, at the end, I saw Jiao Wuyu and Xu Huan walking in the sa direction."
"He's going to get cuckolded."
"Scary! The Green Hat Manor is going to show its power."
"It's a common sight, emotions stable, do not disturb!"
"What cuckold? Li Youzhu is dead, she's a widow."
"Makes sense."
The crowd continued their speculative discussions.
Su Yuniang used her mature sense of people and the world:
"Jiao Wuyu is my adoptive mother; am I going to have a new dad soon? Xu Huan as an adoptive father, perhaps Ning Jiaojiao could be trained to call him dad in advance one day."
...
Ning Zheng turned a blind eye and strode confidently into the manor.
As soon as he entered, the whole manor of blacksmiths started shouting, "The old steward is here, and the clear sky has arrived!" Seeing so many storage rings in the steward's hands, it was obvious that the spoils of war had been brought back!
This instance was too enjoyable.
And it seems that this ti, it's going to be a choose-two-out-of-four reward, isn't it?
Ning Zheng glanced at them and said, "This ti, the Manor Master is more than satisfied with you, so the rewards are doubled."
"You can choose two out of the following four rewards."
As soon as he said this, the entire Sword Casting Manor of blacksmiths erupted; the welfare planning was more generous each ti, sparing no expense.
This ti it's actually a four-out-of-two choice!
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