Mortal: I have a Spirit Gathering Cauldron

After Nie Ying put away the compass, Lin Feng took out a large storage bag and handed it to her.

"This is the Liu family's wealth that Liu Yunwu carries with him, and I'm now entrusting it to you for safekeeping, Senior Sister." He paused, then added calmly, "Furthermore, Han Tianya attempted to ambush me for this wealth, but was killed by Junior Brother by sheer luck. I hope Senior Sister can bear witness for Junior Brother."

There was a moment of silence after he said that.

Senior Brother Xiao, who was sitting cross-legged to heal his injuries, opened his eyes, his gaze lingered on Lin Feng for a moment, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

Nie Ying was also taken aback for a moment, her movements slowing slightly as she took the storage bag. She glanced at Lin Feng, a subtle, unusual glint in her eyes, before taking the bag and probing it with her divine sense.

The next moment, her expression changed.

The expression on his face changed from surprise to a complex one, mixed with a hint of disbelief.

Her gaze shifted from the storage bag to Lin Feng's face, scrutinizing him several times as if she wanted to get to know him again.

"Junior Brother has acquired so much wealth, yet he has selflessly handed it over." Nie Ying's voice carried a profound meaning. "With such loyalty and sincerity, I doubt the martial uncles of Huadaowu will have anything to say."

Senior Brother Xiao chimed in, his voice hoarse but his tone resolute: "That's right. Someone else might have just run away. We'll bear witness for you."

Lin Feng felt a little uncomfortable under their gazes, but he still maintained his righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

But inside, I was screaming: Please, don't look at me like that! I don't look down on these people, I'm not really stupid!

He genuinely looked down on it.

Although the Liu family was wealthy, he had no shortage of spirit stones among these things. Apart from the few spiritual materials and medicines he took, the rest were all ordinary goods, just in large quantities.

For someone who possesses the Spirit Gathering Cauldron, such low-level resources are not a problem at all. It would be much more worthwhile to exchange these worthless resources, which he despises, for some Core Formation spiritual items from the Seven Sects.

"I have cultivated in the sect since childhood and have always been loyal to it. How could I possibly do something like stealing money halfway through my life?"

Lin Feng clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice strong and clear, his expression so sincere that even he almost believed it. "Junior brother just suffered some minor injuries and is going to heal them first. He won't disturb senior brothers and sisters any longer."

Nie Ying waved her hand and nodded, saying, "Junior brother, go ahead. We'll take care of the cleanup."

Lin Feng felt as if he had been granted a pardon and turned to leave.

He found a flat rock at the edge of the mountain, sat down cross-legged, took out a high-quality True Essence Pill from his storage bag, swallowed it, closed his eyes, and began to recover his magical power.

The medicinal power of the True Essence Pill is much purer than that of the Harmony Qi Pill. Once the pill enters the stomach, its warm medicinal power dissolves in the meridians, like a warm river, slowly flowing through every tired corner.

The series of battles during this period have greatly depleted his spiritual power and divine sense.

"Thankfully it's over." Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and focused his attention on circulating his true energy.

Golden true essence slowly rotated in his dantian, absorbing the medicinal power and gradually recovering.

Half a day later.

A sound transmission talisman landed in front of Lin Feng, carrying Nie Ying's voice.

"Junior brother, the Liu family's assets have been inventoried and sorted. We are ready to return to Jingu Plain to report back."

Lin Feng opened his eyes, stood up, and stretched his somewhat tired body.

At this time, Nie Ying had already summoned the flying ships and then arranged for half of her elite Qi Refining disciples to remain at Lingcui Mountain to be temporarily stationed there.

The remaining disciples boarded the ship one after another, and Lin Feng flew directly onto the deck.

The belongings of Senior Brother Chen and Junior Sister Ye were also packed up and placed in a corner of the cabin.

Senior Brother Xiao found a corner in the cabin and sat down, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing. His face was still pale, but much better than before.

As Lin Feng walked past him, he opened his eyes, glanced at Lin Feng, nodded, and said nothing.

Lin Feng sat down in another corner of the cabin and closed his eyes.

The airship slowly rose into the air, changed direction, and flew towards Jingu Plain.

Lingcui Mountain gradually shrank beneath our feet, the emerald green bamboo forest blending into the gray-brown of the mountain, the pavilions and towers shrinking into blurry dots, and finally even the outline of the mountain disappeared into the twilight.

Eight days later.

The flying ship returned to Jingu Plain.

The camp was still the same as when I left, as if nothing had changed.

After the flying boat landed, Nie Ying led Lin Feng and Senior Brother Xiao straight to the main hall in the center of the camp.

The palace doors were now open, indicating that someone was already waiting inside.

Lei Wanhe sat in the main seat, his fat face expressionless, his small eyes narrowed, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Fu Yunzi sat beside him, holding a whisk, a faint smile on his thin face. The two Core Formation cultivators from the Hidden Moon Sect and the Blade Transformation Valley were also there, one with a cold expression and the other with sinister eyes.

Several Foundation Establishment cultivators were also standing inside the hall, probably returning from other missions to report back.

Nie Ying stepped forward, clasped her hands in a respectful greeting, and said in a clear voice, "Master, fellow martial uncles, the mission is complete. All cultivators in the Liu family have been eliminated. The Liu family's wealth has been inventoried, recorded, and brought back to be handed over."

She took the booklet out of her storage bag and presented it with both hands.

Lei Wanhe took the booklet, flipped through it, and nodded.

"Tell me the details."

Nie Ying briefly recounted the course of the mission.

How to reach Lingcui Mountain, how to break through the formation, how to kill Liu Qinglan and the two elders, Liu Yunwu escapes, Lin Feng and Han Tianya pursue him, Han Tianya becomes greedy and attacks Lin Feng, but is killed by Lin Feng, and the Liu family's assets are recovered.

Her account was objective, without embellishment or deliberate concealment.

When she spoke of Han Tianya's sneak attack on Lin Feng, her tone remained completely calm, as if she were talking about something very ordinary.

The Core Formation cultivator at Huadaowu's residence frowned.

His face was already gloomy, but now it was so dark it looked like it was about to drip water. He shifted his gaze from Nie Ying to Lin Feng, his eyes carrying a hint of coldness.

"You mean, Han Tianya ambushed you, and you killed him?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a sense of oppression. Although the aura of a Core Formation cultivator was deliberately suppressed, it still caused Lin Feng's breath to catch in his throat slightly.

Lin Feng stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Reporting to Martial Uncle, that is indeed the case. Fellow Daoist Han took advantage of the moment when my spiritual energy was depleted after my fierce battle with Liu Yunwu to suddenly attack. I was forced to retaliate and managed to kill him by sheer luck. I have no grudge against Fellow Daoist Han. If he hadn't attacked first, I would never have dared to lay a hand on a fellow disciple."

His voice was neither arrogant nor humble, but his posture was very modest.

The Core Formation cultivator from Huadaowu snorted coldly, about to say something more.

Nie Ying spoke at this moment, her voice still cold and clear:

"Uncle-Master, although I didn't witness Han Tianya's ambush of Junior Brother Lin, Junior Brother Lin voluntarily handed over the Liu family's wealth afterward, without keeping a single penny for himself. If he were truly greedy, he could have simply taken the wealth and fled far away; why would he bother coming back to report? This alone proves that what Junior Brother Lin said is true."

She took out the large storage bag, presented it with both hands, and placed it on the table in front of the Core Formation cultivators.

"This is the Liu family's savings accumulated over many years. Please take a look, fellow martial uncles."