44: Chapter 44 Advancement to Fourth-Rank Spirit Demon: A Lucky Day of Great Harvest!

[Divine Servant Zhang Qianlü, receiving special favor from his Master, obtained 3 Origin Spirit Pills, 60 Foundation Nourishing Pills, 60 qi gathering pills, and 30 Spirit Nourishing Pills.]

[Low-Grade Spirit Stones*2, Pill Bottles*4, Storage Pouchs*1, Low-Grade Seventh-Rank Magical Artifacts: spirit tail sword*1, Phoenix Feather Heart-Protecting Bracelet*1]

[Your Majesty will receive a tenfold return! 30 Origin Spirit Pills, 600 Foundation Nourishing Pills, 600 qi gathering pills, 600 Spirit Nourishing Pills! 200 Low-Grade Spirit Stones! 40 Pill Bottles, 10 Storage Pouchs!]

[Low-Grade Spirit Stones*20, Pill Bottles*40, Storage Pouchs*10, Low-Grade Seventh-Rank Magical Artifacts: spirit tail sword*10, Phoenix Feather Heart-Protecting Bracelet*10!]

"My... goodness..."

Feng Yifang opened his mouth, drool dripping down.

"Good heavens, so much stuff, how am I supposed to spend it all!"

It was all Li Linfeng's fault for distracting him, making him forget to immediately check out all these good things right in front of him.

"No, no, no, how can I blame Xiao Li?"

"Xiao Li, this sovereign has decided to be magnanimous and forgive you!"

With so many good things, what did it matter to be scared once and tested a bit?

His divine sense swept over these items, lingering especially on the Spirit Stones stored in the Storage Pouch.

Wow, this is money.

Both cultivation resources and currency in the cultivation world.

No choice.

Whether in his past life or this one.

Seeing money, he just wanted to look at it a few more times.

This stuff was much more attractive to him than beautiful women.

As he looked, he clicked his tongue, thinking to himself, "Spirit Stones, they're actually colorful?"

So, can't this kind of scare happen a few more times?

"I feel my heart is particularly healthy!" Feng Yifang licked the corner of his mouth, "It can definitely handle a few more times."

Not too many though.

After these few times, he could practically eat pills like meals.

Also, there's this precious sword.

Although he didn't know its power, its appearance was quite impressive.

"If I took this out to exchange for money..." Feng Yifang's heart raced wildly.

But even a low-grade Spiritual Artifact wasn't something ordinary Mortals could possess.

And if he sold this to a Cultivator, he didn't know if it would bring trouble.

So if he wanted to sell it, he'd have to wait a bit longer.

It seemed very necessary to expand his circle of friends.

The Demon Immortal Mountain Range should have quite a few demon Cultivators, right?

Selling to them would be no problem.

"The only thing to worry about is them forcibly buying without paying."

These past few days, he observed the Old Clan Leader dealing with the commoners who came to help and learned a thing or two.

"No rush, no rush..." Feng Yifang secretly thought.

Then, unable to resist, he attached his divine sense to the Flying Sword and gave it a try.

Whoosh—

Thump!

The Flying Sword shot out.

Then it nosedived.

And stuck into the ground.

"...Tsk."

He didn't know sword techniques, and his tiger body couldn't grip a sword hilt.

Controlling it with divine sense was also somewhat unsteady.

After all, a third-grade Spirit Demon was still too weak.

"But I should break through to the fifth grade soon."

After the brief cultivation session just now, his demonic power had grown again, and he felt the restless agitation of demonic power ready to break through at any moment.

This was a sign of being on the verge of a Breakthrough.

If he hadn't sensed Li Linfeng's movements, he would have already broken through by now.

Just as he thought this, Feng Yifang felt a sudden surge of demonic power in his body, and a sound like wind seemed to whistle by his ears.

Within his Meridians, demonic power rushed towards his inner palace.

Gathering in one place.

[Congratulations, Your Majesty!]

[Promoted to Fifth-Grade Spirit Demon!]

"...Whoa! What kind of lucky day is today?" Feng Yifang couldn't help but laugh.

Looking at the Flying Sword again, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

After all, this was a low-grade Magical Artifact; it couldn't be nurtured by the Primordial Spirit and wielded like an extension of the body.

But what did that matter?

During a fight, at worst, he could just throw it like a hidden weapon!

If nothing else, those wolf packs that dared to provoke before, piercing one with a single sword would be easy.

"Of course, that's assuming the opponent doesn't dodge."

So, if he really wanted to use this move in a fight, he'd have to practice more.

The spirit tail sword had a slender blade, its gleam like autumn water, exceptionally elegant.

Yet it was light, thin, and sharp, with a cold, shimmering edge, possessing a kind of sharp beauty.

"Come!"

Feng Yifang summoned all ten Flying Swords.

Touched each one.

The more he looked, the more he liked them.

He couldn't help but think, "This Xiao Li, is he worshipping a Master? This is like worshipping a godfather, and he's excessively generous!"

The Sword Sect's Third Elder is a good man!

You could tell he was truly wealthy, giving out so many things like throwing away takeout boxes.

"Even just for the sake of this good Master, this sovereign will absolutely not let Li Linfeng go!"

Then, Feng Yifang began to worry.

"Where do I hide all this stuff?"

He looked around the space inside the small temple, then glanced at the roof beams.

On the beams, ropes for hanging meat were still tied.

This temple only had this main hall, and it was said to be 'most' of a hall because the temple was built against the mountain wall.

The back wall was the mountain face.

Leaning against the mountain wall was a stone tiger statue of the Mountain Lord, over two meters tall, facing forward with its head held high.

Below the statue was an altar table.

The space from the altar table to the temple door was at most ten square meters.

Other than that, there was almost nothing in this temple.

However, between the stone tiger and the fake mountain under its feet, on the ground below, there was a pit he had dug.

[Congratulations, Your Majesty!]

[Divine Servant Li Linfeng promoted to Sword Sect Inner Disciple, received monthly allowance: 3 Foundation Nourishing Pills, 3 qi gathering pills, 3 Spirit Nourishing Pills! 1 Sword Sect Inner Disciple Protective Robe. 1 Small Storage Pouch!]

[Your Majesty receives a tenfold return! 30 Foundation Nourishing Pills, 30 qi gathering pills, 30 Spirit Nourishing Pills! 10 Sword Sect Inner Disciple Protective Robes, 10 Small Storage Pouchs!]

"The stuff can be hidden... what, there's more?" Another pile of items appeared before Feng Yifang's eyes.

The so-called protective robe actually included a hair crown, clothes, a belt, boots, a full set, and a jade pendant with a dust-repelling charm!

And the System's tenfold reward for him, of course, included all these.

"The Sword Sect issues uniforms to inner disciples, I really didn't expect that," he said, his eye twitching. "System, I even less expected you could give me ten identical sets!"

These clothes all bore the Sword Sect's insignia.

Even if he transformed into human form, he couldn't wear them!

However, the clever Feng Evil God quickly found a solution.

"Good, it seems it's time to recruit a female Divine Servant who knows needlework."

And, preferably, one who can refine artifacts.

Of course, at this moment, His Majesty Feng Yifang finally realized he didn't actually need to think about how to hide things.

Because he could put things into Storage Pouchs!

Before this, while drooling over the Spirit Stones, he had already confirmed that the Storage Pouchs issued by the System didn't come with an owner's imprint.

He could freely access them.

"Good, good."

But a new problem arose.

Storage Pouchs actually couldn't be put inside other Storage Pouchs!

"Or perhaps, it's that low-grade small Storage Pouchs can't hold other items of similar grade with comparable space?" Feng Yifang studied them back and forth and reached a conclusion.

The Storage Pouch given by Wu Haokong, containing the Spirit Stones, was clearly larger in space than the small Storage Pouch Li Linfeng received, and of higher quality.

So it could hold two small Storage Pouchs.

Any more, and it wouldn't work.

"Then what to do?"

Such a sweet annoyance!

[Given that Your Majesty's total quantity of Magical Artifacts and pills exceeds 100, requiring a treasury for storage, the Sacred Emperor's Inner Treasury is specially opened! Your Majesty may deposit Magical Artifacts and pills therein for access at any time.]

"...System, are you sure you can't take physical form?" Feng Yifang gritted his teeth.

If he could, he really wanted to give the System's big butt a good spanking!

This damn thing, couldn't it react faster?

So, he began researching how to deposit items into the Inner Treasury.

And after some hesitation, decided to set the entrance to the Inner Treasury under the white fur on his chest.

Just finished tidying up.

Just about to start cultivating.

[Congratulations, Your Majesty.]

[Divine Servant Li Linfeng obtained plant seeds...]

"...Argh! Damn it!"