After dealing with Nightwing, the three returned to the main battlefield.
Jin Dajun called out, immediately stepping forward to join Gong Qian in suppressing the perfect creature. Ou Huchen handed the piglet Nightwing over to Yu Xian, then slowly stepped forward as well, his body transforming into a three-meter-tall gorilla.
*Oink, oink!*
Piglet Nightwing struggled frantically in Yu Xian's grip.
Unfortunately, he was a pig now, his tail clutched in Yu Xian's hand. No matter how much he squirmed, he couldn't break free of Yu Xian's large grasp.
Carrying the piglet Nightwing, Yu Xian returned to the mountain peak. Zhang Shou had already been teleported back. Seeing the tender, pale suckling pig in Yu Xian's hand, Zhang Shou immediately said in delight, "Salty Fish, where'd you get the piglet? Are we having a barbecue up here?"
Images of roast suckling pig already sprang to mind, and he swallowed instinctively.
"This pig used to be a human. Senior Colonel Ou just used the Pangu Transmutation Divine Ability to turn him into this. You sure you want to eat him?" Yu Xian asked Zhang Shou with a beaming smile.
The moment Zhang Shou heard it was a person, he shook his head vigorously. "Never mind, then."
"Theoretically speaking, a creature altered by the Pangu Transmutation Divine Ability has already undergone a transformation at the cellular level," Qingniao said, stifling a laugh. "He really is a pig right now—there's no doubt about that."
Zhang Shou looked at Qingniao and retorted, "Then Sister Qingniao, would you dare eat him?"
"I don't like meat," Qingniao said at once.
Yu Xian produced a bubble, tossed piglet Nightwing inside, and chuckled. "Even if you did dare to eat him, we couldn't do it now. His body still has research value. Once the research is done, you can reconsider."
"Who'd reconsider that?" Zhang Shou grumbled.
Watching the three in the distance gang up on the perfect creature, Qingniao asked, "Salty Fish, are we just supposed to wait around now?"
"What else?"
Yu Xian pulled a storage ring from his pocket and looked up at Qingniao as he replied.
If they actually dared to rush in right now, the shockwaves from the trio's attacks would shake them to death in seconds. A person needed self-awareness—a squishy mage shouldn't always be thinking about charging the front lines.
Take his fights with Scott and Nightwing, for example: from start to finish, he hadn't dared to show himself in front of them.
Whether it was Scott or Nightwing, both were absurdly strong for someone of his rank. Without his spatial ability, relying solely on Silver Blood and regular bubbles wouldn't have dealt them any significant damage.
Naturally, every loss brought a gain.
Scott had lost his life, so Yu Xian had gained wealth.
Because Yu Xian had killed Scott single-handedly, all the spoils on Scott's person belonged entirely to him.
Right now, what he was most curious about was the extent of Scott's assets, and he hoped Scott had the habit of carrying his entire fortune on him.
Following the general knowledge from the Qilin app, he first inspected the entire ring thoroughly, paying special attention to the inner band to ensure there were no hidden mechanisms.
Generally speaking, a storage ring's internal space was self-contained, making it impossible to tamper with, but the physical ring itself could be rigged with traps, such as poison needles or other concealed mini-weapons.
However, Scott had likely been quite confident in his own strength; his storage ring contained no such traps.
After confirming it was safe, Yu Xian slipped the ring onto his left hand, mainly because his right hand already wore a storage ring.
Once the ring was on, he focused his attention on his left hand and immediately sensed an immense space—the interior of this storage ring was even larger than his own!
"Isn't this a bit ridiculous?!"
The first thing Yu Xian saw was stack upon stack of cash.
He roughly estimated at least tens of millions. The very first thought that popped into his head was that this was more than enough to buy back his family's small factory.
Back then, his father hadn't sold the factory to seek medical treatment, first because selling it still wouldn't have raised enough money, and second because he wanted to leave the factory to Yu Xian so his son wouldn't have to scramble for a living.
When Yu Xian was diagnosed with ALS, he decided to sell the factory because he was the sole remaining descendant of the Yu family. If he couldn't survive, the factory would eventually be reclaimed by the government anyway; rather than let that happen, it was better to make a desperate gamble.
He hadn't expected that after all the twists and turns, not only had he survived, but he now had the money to buy the factory back.
Yet after a moment's hesitation, he abandoned the idea. After all, he had stepped into the world of Transcendents and shouldn't remain overly entangled with ordinary people. If an enemy ever used the factory to blackmail him in the future, it would be far too dangerous for the workers.
Of course, with such a massive sum of money, he certainly wouldn't be lacking funds going forward.
Once he activated Super Stomach and Super Taste on the Perfect Skill Tree, he could feast on delicacies every day and enjoy life to the fullest!
Having decided how to handle the money, he continued inspecting the ring's contents. First, he spotted a massive collection of potions, all stored in exquisite bottles labeled with their names.
"So many healing potions!"
Yu Xian checked them over and discovered more than fifty bottles just for healing wounds, along with others designed to boost defense or enhance reflexes.
Scott, however, had been ambushed.
Caught completely off guard by a calculated strike, he had been instantly killed, leaving him no time whatsoever to use any of these concoctions.
After checking the potions, Yu Xian continued browsing. Scott's storage ring held far too many treasures.
Beside the potions was a dazzling array of weapons, and these weren't standard-issue gear either; judging by their appearance, every single piece had been meticulously crafted, with even the lowest tier likely ranking at the Eagle rank.
Yu Xian pulled out a staff. The moment his hand touched it, he felt a sense of extension, as if the staff were an integral part of his own body.
He felt his spirit grow exceptionally sharp and his perception spike dramatically. Though he couldn't see what lay behind him, he could faintly sense the swaying of the trees.
In gaming terms, this staff probably had stats like "Spirit +1, Perception +1, Spirit Recovery Rate +10%."
After fiddling with it for a moment, Yu Xian tossed the staff to Zhang Shou and chuckled. "Old Zhang, try casting a skill with it."
"Holy shit, a staff?" Zhang Shou said in shock.
Transcendent gear had always been in short supply. As an Eastern faction, Qilin had relatively few transcendent weapons like staves to begin with, and whenever one turned up, staff members snapped it up in an instant.
Zhang Shou attempted to activate Touch of Healing. Instantly, a tentacle one-third thicker than before manifested out of thin air.
"This buff is insane!" Zhang Shou said, astonished.
Yu Xian smiled. "It's yours. Put it to good use."
"This is way too valuable. Let me pay you back in merit," Zhang Shou said earnestly.
Treating each other to food and drinks was one thing—it hardly cost much anyway—but this staff was worth a fortune.
He browsed the Qilin app daily, soaking up all kinds of knowledge about the transcendent world, so he knew full well that listing this staff for sale within Qilin might not fetch a hundred million, but it could easily go for seventy or eighty million.
Even if that price certainly included a premium.
"Just use it for now. We can talk about it whenever you're flush with cash," Yu Xian said casually.
Then he went back to examining Scott's storage ring, feeling as if he were on a treasure hunt. This guy had simply had too much good stuff.
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