Chapter 95
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Even Qing Shiyu was taken aback at this moment.
“**Spirit Stones**!”
Spirit Stones are essential for cultivators’ practice, containing an abundance of pure spiritual energy. Cultivating with Spirit Stones and absorbing their energy is far more efficient and refined than drawing energy from the natural world. It truly is a case of achieving more with less!
However, Spirit Stones have always been rare and precious, typically found only in the capital city, where powerful cultivators gather. Liuyue City, located on the frontier of the Qingyun Empire, is predominantly inhabited by cultivators at the Physical Training stage, so it is quite rare to see Spirit Stones there.
Qing Shiyu took a glance and swallowed hard, unable to resist exclaiming, “In these ten cabinets, there must be at least… at least a hundred thousand Spirit Stones!”
Ye Wushuang, on the other hand, looked at the Spirit Stones with an even darker expression in his eyes.
This hall, left behind, was meticulously crafted based on the Wenhuan Hall that he had personally designed for Xu Wenhuan in the past.
Ye Wushuang was extremely familiar with the Wenhuan Hall.
Therefore, when he came to this room and opened the cabinet, he was not surprised to find it filled with Spirit Stones.
How did Xu Wenhuan die, and why did he create a hall identical to the Wenhuan Hall here before his death?
At this moment, Ye Wushuang did not directly take the Spirit Stones. A hundred thousand Spirit Stones were far too many to carry without a spatial ring.
Ye Wushuang stood up and walked to the table in the center of the room.
On the table lay several books and a pen holder, with a few calligraphy brushes casually placed inside.
Taking out the brushes, Ye Wushuang picked up the pen holder and clenched it in his hand. With a series of cracking sounds, the pen holder shattered into pieces.
As the pen holder broke apart, it eventually transformed into a light green jade ring.
Slipping the jade ring onto his finger and infusing it with a drop of his own blood, Ye Wushuang immediately felt a vast space forming within the ring.
It was a space of over a hundred cubic meters.
It should be noted that even a single cubic meter of space in a spatial ring is extremely rare.
In the capital, the scions of great families usually possess spatial rings with only one cubic meter of space, while only the Heavenly Gang realm elders of their families own slightly larger rings with ten cubic meters of space.
This ring, however, had a capacity of over a hundred cubic meters.
Without any hesitation, Ye Wushuang began to store the hundred thousand Spirit Stones into the spatial ring.
“**Spatial ring**?”
Qing Shiyu had been puzzled earlier, wondering why Ye Wushuang was smashing the pen holder for no apparent reason. But now, seeing him put on the jade ring, she immediately realized it was a spatial ring.
“You…” Qing Shiyu’s face was filled with astonishment.
Ye Wushuang’s familiarity with this place was so profound that it felt almost eerie.
“Who exactly are you?” Qing Shiyu’s expression was now tinged with anxiety.
Ye Wushuang simply replied, “My name is Ye Wushuang, and I am from the Ye family in Liuyue City.”
“I brought you here to help you seek revenge. You need not concern yourself with anything else.”
With these words, Ye Wushuang turned and left the room, walking down the corridor to another chamber.
This room appeared to be a cultivation chamber.
Looking at this place that he once knew so well, Ye Wushuang walked to a corner of the cultivation chamber.
In the corner stood a wooden cabinet. Ye Wushuang opened it, revealing three brocade boxes.
He opened the first box, and inside were two pills.
“**Heaven-Mending Pills**!”
These are third-grade spiritual pills, so valuable that even Heavenly Gang realm cultivators would go mad for them.
Heaven-Mending Pills can compensate for certain innate deficiencies in a cultivator’s talent and also replenish vital energy.
As a member of the Ye family, Ye Wushuang’s spiritual bloodline had naturally been stripped away. However, after the fusion of the ninth divine soul, the loss of his bloodline’s spirit no longer affected him.
But his third uncle was different.
Ye Wushuang had originally planned to help his third uncle refine pills to eliminate the trouble caused by the loss of his bloodline’s spirit after he arrived in the capital. But with these two Heaven-Mending Pills, it would be more than enough!
He put away the brocade box and opened the second one. A faint, pleasant fragrance wafted out, and Qing Shiyu’s eyes brightened as well.
