As Yu Daohan was about to turn and leave, a drop of liquid, emitting a faint blue light and shimmering like a diamond, caught his eye.
Yu Daohan curiously reached out to touch it, and the liquid suddenly solidified, becoming as hard as a diamond.
Holding it in his hand, Yu Daohan felt an intense cold. After a careful inspection, he had no idea what it was.
Completely transparent, emitting a chilling aura, and incredibly hard – could this be Ghost Tear!
Yu Daohan suddenly thought of something, finding it hard to believe that such a thing as Ghost Tear truly existed in this world.
Ghosts had no physical form. Even if they cultivated to the Ghost King realm and gained a physical body, they would not have tears. Legend had it that under certain circumstances, ghosts would shed tears, but the substance of these tears was unknown, and they were rarely mentioned in legends or books.
Yu Daohan had never heard of anyone in the martial world obtaining one. He had always thought it was just a legend, but now it seemed to be real.
Yu Daohan quickly put the item away. Instantly, his face and shoulder stopped hurting. It was all worth it.
As far as he knew, the market value of this Ghost Tear was conservatively estimated at least one hundred million.
Yu Daohan, who had been filled with resentment moments ago, was now overjoyed. He even felt a slight urge for the evil spirit to have hit him harder.
Yu Daohan walked towards Su Lai and the other two with a swagger, his face beaming with pride, his steps carrying a gust of wind.
Seeing Yu Daohan's smug expression, Su Lai was bewildered: "Master Yu, have you been possessed? You look so happy even after being beaten like this."
Yu Daohan didn't reply but climbed into the van and sat down.
As the saying goes, don't flaunt your wealth. This was a hundred million! Just keeping it in the bank and living off the interest would allow him to live a comfortable life.
Su Lai was completely baffled by Yu Daohan's behavior: "Brother Da Hu, what's wrong with Master Yu? He could barely walk earlier, but now he's suddenly full of energy. Did he find a hundred million?"
Da Hu laughed heartily: "Brother Su, your imagination is too wild. How could he possibly find a hundred million?"
Su Lai nodded: "That's true, but why does Master Yu look like he found a hundred million, so happy about it?"
Da Hu shook his head: "Who knows? Maybe he thought of something happy."
Su Lai felt a bit helpless and got into the car with Da Hu.
The rest of the journey was uneventful. Da Hu first went to Jiangdu and dropped Yu Daohan off at his shop.
The Fengtian Grand Competition was fast approaching. Zhou Fu wanted to take care of Yu Daohan first before going to cultivate with Su Lai, but Yu Daohan refused.
Yu Daohan knew that for Zhou Fu to achieve a good ranking, he needed to train intensely in the next two months. After all, every bit of hardship now might lead to a higher ranking in the competition.
Although Zhou Fu wanted to stay and take care of the sect leader, he could only obey the order and go to cultivate with Su Lai.
Watching everyone drive away, Yu Daohan finally took out his key and opened the door to go inside.
Creak~
A sound of wood rubbing against wood echoed out. Yu Daohan looked at the familiar surroundings, and his weary heart immediately relaxed.
There's no place like home.
Yu Daohan put down his backpack. The pain in his face and shoulder forced him to slow down.
Although he had been circulating the internal energy in the car to heal himself, it only lessened the pain; the injuries were still severe.
How did I get myself into this state?
At some point, Qin Muyu, dressed in ancient attire, was already standing at the entrance of the backyard.
Yu Daohan didn't consider these injuries to be a big deal: "Look, I brought back so many treasures. It's a huge harvest."
As Yu Daohan spoke, he picked up his backpack and walked to the tea table. Qin Muyu followed him, looking disdainful.
Yu Daohan grinned foolishly and then took out ten stacks of cash from his bag, ten thousand per stack, totaling one hundred thousand.
It was originally one hundred and fifty thousand, but he had forcefully given Zhou Fu fifty thousand yuan. After all, that kid would surely not be able to eat well from the stingy Su Lai, and might even go hungry.
Qin Muyu looked at Yu Daohan, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, yet he was still smiling foolishly. He felt a bit helpless: "You got yourself into this mess for these things?"
"No, the real treasures are yet to come." Yu Daohan said, then took out the Tiangang Disha Banner: "How about this? This is a peerless treasure. It can even trap a Ghost King."
"Tiangang Disha Banner," Qin Muyu said faintly.
Yu Daohan was slightly surprised that Qin Muyu could identify it with just a casual glance: "You know this treasure?"
Qin Muyu said dismissively: "Just a little trick with a special formation."
Yu Daohan rolled his eyes. Why was this guy so unromantic? "And there's more. You definitely haven't seen this before."
Yu Daohan took out the Ghost Tear he had kept as his ultimate prize. Qin Muyu was slightly surprised to see the Ghost Tear in Yu Daohan's hand: "Ghost Tear?"
Although Qin Muyu's surprise was very subtle and fleeting, Yu Daohan still caught it: "How about it? You haven't seen this before, have you?"
Qin Muyu was also somewhat surprised that Yu Daohan managed to obtain this item: "I've only seen this Ghost Tear once in my life. It's extremely rare. It's possible that not even a single drop appears in five hundred years."
Upon hearing Qin Muyu's words, Yu Daohan became excited: "What exactly is this Ghost Tear used for? It's worth at least a hundred million outside right now."
Qin Muyu said: "You can't use this thing now. Keep it for now. Perhaps it will be useful someday in the future."
"What is this..."
Yu Daohan wanted to ask more but was interrupted by Qin Muyu: "Alright, if you don't treat this pig's head of yours soon, you'll really be disfigured."