Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

But even so, when Wu Fan saw the internal space of the bead, he was still pleasantly surprised. Not to mention what kind of treasures were stored inside, just this storage treasure alone was already a great harvest.

So Wu Fan immediately checked the items inside, thinking that a seventh-level demon cultivator would not be shabby; as expected, after a rough look, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

What Long Yan said before was indeed true. There were indeed more than twenty sixth-level beast pills in this storage treasure. In addition, there were nearly a hundred fifth-level beast pills.

But this was not a big deal. In fact, the largest number of items in the bead must be various rare minerals that can only be produced in the Black Water Sea; although these minerals are almost useless to him now, their preciousness is unquestionable. It can be said that each one is hard to find in the outside world.

It was a pity that he did not find the materials for refining the Tiangang Soul-Slaying Sword. But if you think about it carefully, this is normal. After all, those treasures are not available to everyone. Even if there are, no one will carry them with them.

In addition, there are many kinds of coral trees that are as beautiful as jade in this bead, and there are even dozens of night-shining pearls as big as balls. Moreover, there are some glittering treasures that even Wu Fan cannot name.

Although other things besides minerals are not very useful to cultivators, at most they can decorate the cave and play a role in beauty, but it must be said that if all these things are added together, it is also a huge fortune.

It is said that the dragon race is born to like to collect treasures that only the emperors in the mortal world love, and it seems to be true.

In addition to these things, Wu Fan also found up to millions of spirit stones, a few kinds of spiritual medicines produced in the Black Water Sea, and some other types of materials, such as the skin, scales, tendons and bones of some special spirit beasts.

Wu Fan was not surprised by these things. After all, demon cultivators are not good at refining pills and tools. It would be good to have a few spiritual medicines that can be swallowed directly without refining.

As for the skills and secret techniques, Wu Fan did not see them, but he had prepared them long ago, so he did not feel sorry. After all, each demon beast has its own innate magical powers, which are engraved in its bones. Even if they are acquired, the clan will not let them carry them with them.

In addition to the above-mentioned items, there are many other things in the bead, and the types are also varied, but for Wu Fan, they are almost useless. At most, they can only be sold for some spiritual stones.

However, when he checked the bead before, there was an item that surprised him. It was a fist-sized conch. This thing seemed very ordinary except for containing some spiritual energy.

At that time, he didn't know what the conch was used for, but he thought that something that Long Yan could carry with him must not be useless. However, after some research, Wu Fan's face changed drastically, and he quickly used Tianluo Extreme Fire to turn the conch into ashes, leaving no trace.

Only then did he know how Long Yan had called for help; fortunately, he found this thing in time, if the evil dragon clan could find him through this thing in the future, it would be a big trouble.

Later, just in case, he carefully checked all the items, and only after confirming that there was nothing that could expose his whereabouts did he completely feel relieved.

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On the Swift Wind Boat, Wu Fan played with the beads in his hand and nodded with satisfaction. Then, after turning his palm, the beads disappeared. He decided to give the beads to Chang Xi after returning to Xia Country. After all, this is a rare storage treasure. If this thing is inlaid in a necklace or bracelet, it must be extremely beautiful.

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Time flies, more than a year has passed!

One day, in a room on the third floor of Qingfeng Pavilion, Dongjiao Island.

"What...? We are leaving here? We don't want the shop anymore?"

Zheng Linfeng, who was sitting on a chair, suddenly stood up and looked at Wu Fan, who was also sitting on a chair, with an unbelievable look on his face.

"This..., I say, Brother Wu, why are you doing this? This shop is doing well, why do you want to give it up? Brother Wu, you don't know that the income of our shop is very considerable now. Isn't it a pity to give it up?"

Chen Mingzhou on the side also looked surprised. Although he didn't stand up as excitedly as Zheng Linfeng, he also splashed the cup of tea in his hand everywhere.

"Don't worry, since Brother Wu has made this decision, there must be a reason for it. Let's listen to what he says first."

Dong Zhuojun on the side also frowned, but he was calmer, not as emotional as the other two. After he finished speaking, he looked at Wu Fan with a questioning look.

At the same time, on the floor of the hall, Xu Yun and Dong Mingzhu also looked puzzled, staring at Wu Fan in a daze.

On a chair, Wu Fan sat there lazily, holding a teacup in his hand. After seeing the eyes of several people, he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed. After taking a sip of tea, he said slowly:

"It's like this. A few years ago, I went to the Black Waters, but I didn't expect that... ..."

Wu Fan took a long time to finish telling the story, but he had an innocent expression on his face. After telling the story, he spread his hands, indicating that he was also forced.

However, when these words fell into the ears of the crowd, it was like a bolt from the blue. All five people were stunned. For a moment, no one spoke. The room was silent, and only the rapid breathing of several people could be heard.

But soon, Zheng Linfeng suddenly pointed his finger at Wu Fan and shouted in a slightly sharp voice:

"What...? You killed a seventh-level demon cultivator? And it was from the legendary evil dragon clan? Brother Wu, this is not a joke. Are you sure you didn't lie to us?"

"That's right, brother Wu, you can't joke about this. A seventh-level demon cultivator is equivalent to a Yuanying cultivator, and it is said that the evil dragon clan is even more ferocious, and is not inferior to a Yuanying cultivator in the middle stage. Did you really kill him?"

At this time, Chen Mingzhou couldn't help but stand up and questioned with his eyes wide open.

Dong Zhuojun didn't say anything on the side, but his hands holding the teacup were obviously shaking.

In the middle of the living room, Xu Yun and Dong Mingzhu couldn't help but glance at each other, with a look of shock on their faces.

"Brother Zheng, Brother Chen, do you think I would joke about this? That's why I said before that we must leave here as soon as possible. In fact, normally speaking, it's okay for you to stay here for a short time. After all, I have never shown my true face in these years; but if this incident causes a war between the human and demon tribes, then it will be too dangerous for you to stay here. After all, Dongjiao Island is the closest island to the east of the Black Water Sea. If the two tribes fight, this place will definitely bear the brunt."

Wu Fan saw the expressions of several people and couldn't help shaking his head again, and at the same time expressed his opinion with a serious face.