Chapter 887 Murder and Arson Gold Belt!

Two months later.

In the outer domain, in the cave.

Wei Hong sat cross-legged on a stone bed casually, with dozens of storage bags of different colors placed in front of him.

The number of these storage bags reached eighty or ninety, almost a hundred.

All these storage bags were obtained by him from slaughtering those evil cultivators in the past two months.

In the past two months, Wei Hong has been wandering in the secret realm, and from time to time he has used his spiritual sense to explore the surrounding situation in order to find those evil cultivators.

All those who were found by him were killed directly without exception.

However, Wei Hong did not really show up, but sent out paper figures and silver corpses, or used the ghosts in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which was enough to make those foundation-building cultivators powerless to resist.

In this way, he killed eighty or ninety foundation-building cultivators in just two months.

Most of them were the geniuses of the major sects, and it was unknown how those sects would react after learning about such a big loss.

The reason why Wei Hong returned to the cave and stopped slaughtering was because there had been various rumors in the past two months, saying that there was a mysterious and powerful cultivator in the secret realm who was protecting the righteous path, and all those who did evil would be killed directly by that cultivator.

The entire secret realm is large, but it is a closed space after all, and some news cannot be hidden, so Wei Hong's move was very effective, directly frightening all the surviving cultivators into silence, and they dared not have any bad thoughts at all.

They couldn't help but believe it, because there were many eyewitnesses who could testify that even the disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect, the sword cultivator who was at the peak of foundation building, still died at the hands of the mysterious cultivator.

In such a situation, who would dare to take risks?

The hundreds of surviving foundation building cultivators could only honestly search for spiritual medicines, and did not dare to fight with others, for fear of attracting the attention of the mysterious cultivator, thus bringing themselves a crisis of death.

However, there were not many natural treasures in the entire secret realm, and no matter how they searched, they did not get much.

For the first time, the surviving foundation-building monks felt so confused, as if they had no idea what to do.

And Wei Hong was not worried at all that killing those foundation-building monks would cause things like blood curses, because he did not do it himself.

Looking at the dozens of storage bags in front of him, he couldn't help but smile faintly: "I didn't expect that one day I would also be troubled by dealing with spoils!"

There were too many storage bags in front of him, and he had to look through them one by one.

If it were in the past, he might be very excited and expectant, but now that he has broken through to the Jindan stage, he naturally doesn't care much about the wealth of some foundation-building monks, and he doesn't have much expectation.

Wei Hong shook his head slightly to suppress the thoughts in his mind, and then picked up the first storage bag.

His spiritual sense gently probed into the storage bag, and a few breaths were enough for him to check everything inside.

Wei Hong stretched out his hand and flicked it, and a pile of medium-grade spirit stones were taken out of the storage bag. Then he put all the medium-grade spirit stones into his own storage bag, and left all the other things untouched.

After throwing the storage bag in his hand aside, he picked up another storage bag.

"Hey, the sect's genius is so poor?"

"Nothing except more than a thousand medium-grade spirit stones? Is he still a foundation-building cultivator?"

"Well, this is okay. There are more than three thousand medium-grade spirit stones, and seven or eight bottles of second-level high-grade elixirs and some talismans. Finally, I feel a little comforted."

"Hey, what is this? A talisman? Good stuff!"

"And this, this seems to be a third-level blue light stone? Haha, I've made a profit!"

As Wei Hong opened the storage bags one by one, various things appeared in front of him one after another.

At first, he was a little disappointed, because the storage bags were filled with worthless things. Apart from some mid-grade spirit stones, there were nothing more than personal daily necessities and clothing, as well as mid- and low-grade second-level spirit tools, pills, sundries, foundation-building skills, spells, and some spirit medicine ores, etc., all of which were worthless and not worth his attention at all.

But later, a few things that surprised Wei Hong appeared slowly, including two talismans, a blue ore the size of a human head, a fist-sized golden crystal, and a jade slip.

After he checked all the dozens of storage bags, only the above treasures appeared that satisfied him.

In addition, there were more than 100,000 mid-grade spirit stones in dozens of storage bags.

The biggest contributors were the top foundation-building genius of Xuantian Sword Sect and another genius of Jindan Family. The mid-grade spirit stones on these two people added up to more than 40,000, which were completely rich among the foundation-building cultivators.

Therefore, finding 100,000 middle-grade spirit stones from dozens of storage bags is not really a lot.

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However, these 100,000 middle-grade spirit stones are still a huge sum of money for Wei Hong. Even if he uses more high-grade spirit stones after breaking through to the Jindan stage, these 100,000 middle-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for 1,000 high-grade spirit stones. It must be said that it is definitely not a small amount.

"Haha, it's really the gold belt for murder and arson. The funds come quickly!"

Wei Hong was slightly excited, and then he stopped paying attention to the spirit stones.

In the dozens of storage bags, apart from the spirit stones, most of the rest were not very valuable things, such as second-level middle and lower-grade spirit tools and elixirs, etc. He simply made some simple classifications and prepared to deal with them all after he went out.

After all, no matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat, not to mention that he can give these things to others.

As for the personal daily necessities and clothing of those cultivators, they were all burned by him.

And those storage bags, except for some with special marks or made of special materials, all others were collected by him, ready to be dealt with together after he went out.

As for those storage bags with special marks, he directly dug a deep pit and buried them.

In this way, the spoils collected from killing dozens of foundation-building cultivators were completely cleaned up.

Now, only the most valuable treasures were left in front of him.

Looking at the things in front of him, Wei Hong couldn't help but laugh and said, "I didn't expect that these foundation-building cultivators actually have good things on them. It seems that the backgrounds of these cultivators are not ordinary!"

At this time, the treasures in front of him would be impossible to own without a strong background, especially the two talismans, which could only be bestowed by the elders of the sect who are above the Jindan stage.

But now these treasures have all been taken by Wei Hong, and the original owners of those treasures were unlucky to meet Wei Hong.