447: Chapter 447 Unrivaled Power

Han Jingyang originally wanted to refuse.

But a glance at the faint, ethereal energy seeping from the box made him reach out and take it: "Fine, I'll accept it. Take care, goodbye."

After saying this, he turned and got into the car.

Shi Xiaoya raised an eyebrow: "Hubby, we're leaving just like that?"

"What else are we waiting for?"

"Waiting for their gratitude, of course. Treating us to dinner, offering toasts, maybe even presenting a silk banner—you deserve it," Shi Xiaoya said, becoming serious. "Really, you are the superhero of the people of Quancheng, the kind that remains unknown, low-key, and reserved. Most people don't even know you exist, yet you are silently protecting them..."

"Ugh—"

Han Jingyang pretended to retch: "Give me a break. Do I look like that kind of person? I'm just a money-grubber, alright? A superhero? I'm the last person who wants to be a hero. Once a hero falls from their pedestal, they're worse than a laughingstock. You can't even do a single thing that isn't 'heroic.' If you make the slightest mistake, you'll be dragged out, verbally attacked, and condemned by everyone. So, I'd rather just be a money-grubber."

Shi Xiaoya sighed helplessly: "It's just us in the car, you don't need to put on an act."

"I'm not acting, I'm telling the truth," Han Jingyang sighed. "Being a hero is really not easy. It has nothing to do with anything else, only human nature. If the authorities were to publicize my contributions and mold me into a city hero, everything I've done before, including accepting Yang Xin's gift just now, would be immediately dug up. At that point, the public opinion... it would be unimaginable."

"Then never mind."

"Yeah, from now on, don't mention this to anyone. If people ask or bring it up, don't say a word, even to people who are close to us. Let's just quietly make our fortune. Just treat it as having done a trivial good deed along the way."

"Okay."

Jiguang Zhai.

Han Jingyang slipped into the back room and began the appraisal.

One item after another.

The appraisal results made him very happy.

Almost all the loot could be appraised.

In the final count, there were as many as twenty-seven items of Grade 5 or higher that possessed skills.

There were eighty-seven items below Grade 5 that possessed skills.

In other words, there were over a hundred items with skills—one hundred and fourteen in total. This probability was quite high.

In short, he'd made a killing again.

However, the biggest surprise came from Yang Yujie's father, Yang Xin.

The box contained a jade tablet.

It was carved from Hetian white jade.

Oblong.

The top of the tablet was carved with a double-dragon motif with the dragon heads facing each other, and there was a small hole under the dragon's snout for a cord to pass through.

The front was carved using the ground-reduction technique to depict a scene of Li Taibai drunk. In the picture, Li Taibai wore a headscarf and a loose robe, sitting against a railing, holding a wine cup, and drinking heartily with a look of extreme indulgence.

The back was engraved with two lines of poetry by Du Fu: "Luxuriant star sword, vast clouds and rain pool."

Pairing a picture of Taibai drunk with a poem by Du Fu was quite unique.

However, in terms of value, it wasn't extremely high.

Although it was old jade, the quality was good, and it was well-preserved, the era wasn't that ancient; it was from the Yongzheng Emperor's era.

The market price was only around five or six hundred thousand.

Of course, he wasn't looking down on it because it wasn't valuable. This was something Yang Xin had sold all his family assets to buy, and since it was a dharma instrument, the price he paid definitely exceeded a million.

He just didn't take it to heart.

After all, there were too many good things among the captured loot.

He appraised all the loot before finally appraising this tablet.

This appraisal really gave him a shock.

"Name: Qing Yongzheng Dynasty Hetian White Jade Carved Tablet of Li Taibai Drunk."

"Grade: Grade 3."

"Attribute: Drinking Capacity +18."

"Skill: Luxuriant Star Sword."

It was actually a Grade 3 item.

A Grade 3 item!

He only had a few Grade 3 items in his possession, counting them all up.

Although the attribute wasn't great—it was a lifestyle skill for increasing drinking capacity, and a rather useless one at that.

But the skill was good.

The Luxuriant Star Sword didn't sound very domineering, not as much as "One Sword Frosty Fourteen Provinces."

But its power was not inferior at all, perhaps even stronger.

The skill's effect was to summon stars from the sky to transform into luxuriant sword energy to attack the enemy, whether it was one enemy or many.

So I ask you, are you afraid?

Isn't this the legendary act of plucking stars to form a sword?

Plucking stars with one hand, transforming them into a luxuriant sword.

Raising his hand to pluck a star, and with a wave, it turned into sword energy evolved from the stars. The sword energy was luxuriant; the killing intent was not apparent, yet it contained a destructive power as formidable as the stars themselves.

This move, even if it couldn't destroy the heavens and earth, was enough to overturn rivers and seas.

In this human world, no one could withstand a single strike!

No one!

Seeing this attribute, Han Jingyang wanted to look up and howl at the sky, beckon to the Qunying Society and Ling Xiao, shout "Come here!", and then reward them with a sword strike to send them to see the King of Hell.

Too strong!

It was unreasonably powerful.

"One Sword Frosty Fourteen Provinces" was already strong enough.

But compared to this "Luxuriant Star Sword" move, it was more than a notch inferior.

He really didn't know which great deity had carved this masterpiece.

Too strong!

Invincible!

Han Jingyang sighed repeatedly.

With this thing, he could really walk sideways.

This was a true nuclear weapon. With this thing in hand, he could make any demand of any faction.

Dare to refuse?

Taste my Star Sword!

Of course, he wouldn't do such a thing; he wasn't that kind of person.

And although that kind of thing would be satisfying, the consequences would be equally severe; after the satisfaction, he would be targeted by everyone.

Keeping enough of a deterrent was enough. Rewarding certain people with a strike at a critical moment, then finishing up and continuing to keep a low profile, was more satisfying than being arrogant and causing trouble everywhere.

Han Jingyang spent a long time calming his excited mood, then hung the tablet around his neck. Acting as if nothing had happened, he grabbed three sets of dharma instruments and went to the main hall, coughing once: "Babes, time to distribute the money."

This time, the loot still included gold, silver, and jewelry, but the quantity wasn't very large.

He did find a pile of bank cards; there should have been quite a bit of money in them, but he didn't touch them. Bank cards were useless to him; he couldn't withdraw money from the bank, so he simply didn't touch them and only brought back some physical goods that weren't worth much.

While he said they weren't worth much, they were actually worth several million.

As per the old rules, he split it directly.

Shi Xiaoya, Liu Jing, and Yang Jinyuan each got a small pile.

Then came the items.

They were still carefully selected by him, best suited to each of their characteristics, and could also be paired with the other items they already had.

With these three sets of items equipped, the three women's combat effectiveness improved by another notch.

Liu Jing and Shi Xiaoya were curious about the new equipment, but they were also used to the good things Han Jingyang could produce anytime, anywhere.

Yang Jinyuan, however, was even more excited; set after set of dharma instruments simply stunned her.

This job, although a bit dangerous with battle after battle, had extremely high rewards. Moreover, following Han Jingyang was almost a guaranteed win, no different from picking up dharma instruments for free, which was something she hadn't dared to imagine before.

Previously in Taiwan, she had seen very few dharma instruments. Her master had a few, but treated them all as precious treasures. Not to mention playing with them, she didn't even have a chance to touch them, and didn't even dare to look at them too much for fear that her master would suspect she had other ideas.

But now?

She was covered in dharma instruments, set after set, and they were all high-grade dharma instruments with powerful effects—she couldn't even use them all.

As for her new boss, that went without saying. He was more treasure-laden than the Treasure-Abundance Daoist, able to pull out all kinds of dharma instruments anytime, anywhere. A casual reach into his pocket could very likely produce a quite powerful dharma instrument, which left her dumbfounded, to the point where she suspected Han Jingyang was the reincarnation of some deity from heaven.

Otherwise, where would he get so many powerful dharma instruments?

So much so that she couldn't help but develop a certain delusion—to have Han Jingyang all to herself?