Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 44 Counting Harvest
"this..."

His face was embarrassed and his eyes were filled with guilt.

If he had not been defeated by that robbery cultivator, how could Sanniang have met with the disaster, and even the opportunity of having a cave would have been taken away by others.

"Robbery!!!"

Wan He's eyes were filled with rage, and he couldn't help but tear him into pieces.

Looking at Wan He with such an expression, Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and then he handed over the storage bags of the four Wan family disciples.

"Although I have contributed a lot in this trip, it has not been accomplished. I will return these storage bags to you."

Listening to Wang Lin's words, Wan He's face was moved, his eyes slightly reddened, he took the storage bag with both hands, opened his red lips slightly, and said: "Friend Wang, you are such a good person."

Wang Lin smiled awkwardly, and then said: "It is better to leave quickly in case there are more robbery cultivators coming here."

"Uh-huh!"

Wan He nodded repeatedly, a trace of fear flashed in her beautiful eyes. If it weren't for the precious pearl, she would probably have died here today.

The two did not stay any longer, but each used their own flying magic weapons and fled into the distance.

A few hours later.

Two streams of light instantly disappeared into the thick fog and entered the valley.

Tainan Valley.

Looking at the two people returning from outside the valley, the monks in the valley all pointed at them and whispered to each other.

Although he is a monk, he is still like an ordinary mortal and likes to watch the fun.

There were seven people who came here, but now only two are left.

Naturally, there will be gossip.

Wan He, who was already sad, remained silent at this moment and walked towards the Wan family compound alone.

In comparison, Wang Lin's expression was calm, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

The two parted at the entrance of the valley. Wang Lin walked through several streets and soon disappeared in the crowd.

Wang Lin pinched the magic formula with one hand, and a stream of light enveloped his body at this moment.

The invisibility technique is performed, and the body blends into the surrounding environment.

After doing all this, Wang Lin returned to Ruyin Pavilion with peace of mind.

"Xiao Linzi, you're back."

As soon as she entered the house, Xiaomei showed a happy expression and waved to Wang Lin: "Did your trip go well?"

Wang Lin waved his hands and pretended to be helpless: "Bad luck, I encountered a robbery cultivator, and Wan Sanniang died suddenly."

"Fortunately, I have some means of self-protection, otherwise I might not be able to come back to see you."

"what!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaomei's eyes widened, and she was filled with fear. She couldn't help but ask, "Is it so dangerous?"

Wang Lin nodded, and then asked, "Where's Sister Xin?"

"I'm practicing in seclusion."

Xiaomei pouted her rosy lips and said softly, "This journey is not easy, you should have a good rest, and I will talk to the young lady after she comes out of confinement."

"Thank you, Sister Xiaomei."

Wang Lin smiled and bowed, then walked out of the back room and returned to the house.

With a wave of his sleeves, four storage bags appeared on the table.

These storage bags came from the three robbery cultivators and Wan Sanniang.

All four of them fought, especially Wan Sanniang and the red-haired man.

Even if there were a lot of good things on hand, they had already been consumed.

With this in mind, Wang Lin did not have too high expectations and directly opened the four storage bags.

Pieces of crystal clear spiritual stones were piled on the table first, followed by some magical instruments and spiritual materials.

Wan Sanniang's storage bag contained the most spirit stones, while the items in the storage bags of the three robbery cultivators were much more mixed.

Obviously, it all came from some poor people.

Wang Lin's consciousness surged, and he carefully examined the items on the table. There were a total of 432 spirit stones and 18 bottles of pills, 12 of which were Qi-training pills.

However, eight bottles are low-level elixirs, only suitable for cultivators below the tenth level of Qi training, and only four bottles are suitable for cultivators in the high-level Qi training stage.

Two bottles of Jieling Powder are detoxifying pills.

The three bottles of Blood Snake Evil were the snake venom that Bai Mei was poisoned by that day. She never expected that the poison would fall into her hands today.

"Although this snake venom cannot kill a Qigong cultivator immediately, it is like a maggot on the tarsal bone and is very difficult to deal with."

Wang Lin nodded with satisfaction and turned his gaze to the last pill.

This bottle of medicine is pink all over, and the word Yichun is written on it.

After taking a quick sniff, Wang Lin felt his blood and qi become hot, and various erotic scenes of men and women kept appearing in his mind.

"aphrodisiac?"

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but murmured: "Just smelling it can have such a great impact on Qi training cultivators, keep it for future use."

Wang Lin waved his right hand and took the spirit stones and pills in front of him into the storage bag.

Then he looked at the remaining items.

There are eight magic weapons in total, including six mid-level magic weapons, one high-level magic weapon, and one top-level magic weapon.

Among them, the high-level magic weapon came from the red-haired man, and the top-level magic weapon belonged to Wan Sanniang.

Wang Lin had no intention of checking the intermediate-level magic weapon. He casually put it into his storage bag, then picked up the high-level magic weapon and slowly poured his spiritual power into it.

This magic weapon is a flying knife. As spiritual power surges into it, wisps of strong wind emerge on it.

This flying knife magic weapon was actually the red-haired man's flying magic knife.

"Such an iconic magical weapon is not easy to use."

Wang Lin muttered to himself that it was neither convenient to use nor to sell.

It's a hot potato.

Wang Lin shook his head, put it into his storage bag, and turned to look at Wan Sanniang's top-level magic weapon.

This is a red magic pen with a special appearance. At the moment, I don’t know what special use it has.

Wang Lin held the magic pen in his hand, and the spiritual power in his body slowly flowed into it.

In an instant, a dazzling red light appeared on the spirit pen, followed by streams of blazing fire gathering at the tip of the pen.

"what?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Wang Lin's eyes, and he muttered to himself, "Looking at this, it seems like it can increase the power of spells."

Wang Lin dissipated his magic power, and the light on the red spiritual pen dissipated. It then turned into an ordinary red brush and fell on the table.

"Not bad."

Wang Lin was quite fond of this top-level magic weapon. His fire magic was far superior to that of ordinary people, and with the help of this brush, his magic was even more powerful.

After putting away the magic weapon, Wang Lin turned to look at the remaining debris.

Several stacks of primary and intermediate level talismans, and five primary and advanced level talismans.

All the herbs are spiritual materials that are less than fifty years old, and can be sold for spirit stones.

It took me half an hour to comb my hair.

Wang Lin then put the items into the storage bag one by one and breathed a sigh of relief.

If the harvest from the four storage bags were converted into spirit stones, there would be nearly a thousand low-level spirit stones.

"I have to say that the robbery cultivators and family disciples are still very generous."

Wang Lin raised his lips slightly and chuckled: "He is still a Qi training disciple, and he is worth so much."

"It's a pity that the banana magic weapon and talisman were destroyed, otherwise the profit would be doubled."

Wang Lin shook his head, and his destroyed flying sword talisman came to his mind.

It is also worth several hundred dollars, which makes me feel painful.

After all, it is his trump card.

"The next step is the harvest of the cave."

(End of this chapter)