'But for now, I should see what the Purple Sun Sect has to offer.'
After tossing Ye Dongcheng to Cheng Boxuan, Yang Xiao began to sweep the battlefield.
He had already killed almost every disciple from the Inner Sect and above in the Purple Sun Sect.
And the upper echelons, too.
Not a single one of the Elders was left alive.
But there were bound to be some who had slipped through the net. Yang Xiao needed to eliminate them while also collecting his rightful spoils of war.
'Even though it's unlikely these guys have anything I'd find impressive, every little bit counts. Who knows, I might find something good here.'
Yang Xiao smiled faintly.
He had previously obtained Black Obsidian Gold from Lux Wentian.
This was a top-tier material for Magical Artifacts, which Yang Xiao had already used to refine his Lifebound Magical Sword. Unfortunately, the quantity was a bit small. After all, Black Obsidian Gold could be continuously tempered—the higher its density, the better its quality.
The piece inside Yang Xiao's body was only the size of a fist. While decent, if condensed into a full-sized sword, it would at most be equivalent to an Ultimate-Grade Magical Artifact.
If he wanted to turn it into a Spirit Weapon,
he'd probably have to settle for refining it into a dagger.
Of course, even if he made a dagger, turning it into a Spirit Weapon would require additional steps.
After all, it was a Spirit Weapon.
Not a mere Magical Artifact.
It was a treasure that possessed its own spirit and could attack automatically.
It wasn't an inanimate object that had to be held in hand and could only attack when its internal Array was activated.
'If I can find some other high-level materials, I have plenty of ways to upgrade a Magical Artifact into a Spirit Weapon. Of course, the best-case scenario would be getting more Black Obsidian Gold.'
'You can never have too much of this stuff.'
Yang Xiao thought to himself.
But he knew that something like Black Obsidian Gold was considered extremely precious, even to a True God. To have stumbled upon a piece in such a remote place was already incredibly fortunate.
Hoping for more was just wishful thinking.
After all, this place was too small.
This was why Yang Xiao felt he would have to leave soon.
Only by venturing out could he continue to advance.
Take his cultivation, for example.
Now that he had stepped into the Yellow Flame Realm, the Spirit Medicines he required for his cultivation had to be at least of the Ancient Spirit Medicine Level—what the world knew as a Medicine King.
Ordinary Ninth-Grade Spirit Medicines were useless to him now.
The only exception would be if he were willing to expend a tremendous amount of effort, refining each Spirit Medicine stalk by stalk with his Medicine Condensation Skill to create King-level Fire Essence Pills. Only then would they have some effect.
But this method was highly inefficient and time-consuming.
Furthermore, he would be limited by his own Spiritual Level.
For instance, he had previously been unable to refine King-level Fire Essence Pills because he was stuck just before reaching the Observing Micro High Level.
Besides, even if he drained the entire Celestial Cloud Region of its Spirit Medicines, how many King-level Fire Essence Pills could he possibly make?
But once he left, things would be different.
Yang Xiao was confident that greater opportunities awaited him in the vast world outside.
As for this place...
'I wasn't expecting much, but does it have to be this bad? There are hardly any Fourth-Grade Spirit Medicines. What a pile of trash. Still, the quantity is quite large. If I gather it all, it's useless to me, but it'll be helpful for my father and the others.'
Yang Xiao felt a bit helpless.
His initial excitement gradually faded.
And so, a day passed.
Yang Xiao had plundered every Storage Ring on the battlefield.
There were nearly three hundred in total.
Yang Xiao was a little surprised, but then he realized that many of them had belonged to the same few people, and it all made sense.
Although Storage Rings were priceless to ordinary people, they were essential for the mid- to high-ranking members of the Purple Sun Sect.
The top few Inner Sect Disciples would each have one.
As for the Elders, Core Disciples, and True Disciples, they each possessed several.
Viewed this way, over three hundred wasn't that surprising.
They were perfect for storing the possessions of all the slain disciples.
As for the Core Disciples, True Disciples, and Elders who owned Storage Rings, they carried most of their wealth on them, which saved Yang Xiao the trouble of tracking it down.
So, on the second day, Yang Xiao scoured the land, plundering every corner of the sect's inner grounds. He even shamelessly paid a visit to the Outer Sect.
He slaughtered every last Outer Disciple who harbored ill will toward his Yang Family.
Rivers of blood truly flowed.
The number of Outer Disciples was simply staggering.
Even a small fraction of them still outnumbered the Inner Sect Disciples, Elders, Core Disciples, and True Disciples combined.
Yang Xiao grew tired from all the killing.
A state of extreme panic descended upon the Purple Sun Sect's Outer Mansion.
Yet, under Yang Xiao's oppressive might, not a single person dared to flee.
Thus, after the massacre, the only ones left in the Purple Sun Sect were those who held no animosity toward the Yang Family and would not seek revenge on Yang Xiao for what he'd done to the sect.
Their level was too low, making them no different from ordinary people. It was easy for Yang Xiao to judge them with his Spiritual Power.
He could even directly peer into the minds of those with weak Spiritual Power.
As for those with no ill will toward the Yang Family, Yang Xiao did not lay another hand on them.
Killing, after all, was not a good thing.
Being decisive didn't mean he had to treat human life as worthless.
Toward those who posed no threat and held no malicious intent, Yang Xiao wasn't so bloodthirsty as to kill them.
And so, the second day passed.
On the third day, Yang Xiao entered the Purple Sun Sect's treasury, and this time, he made a small discovery.
'They actually have some Meteorite? While it can't compare to Black Obsidian Gold, it's still a good material for refining Magical Artifacts. With this and a few supplementary materials, leaving some Ultimate-Grade Magical Artifacts for Father and the others won't be a problem.'
As for Spirit Weapons, they required far better materials.
Without the proper ingredients, Yang Xiao couldn't forge one, no matter how skilled he was.
After emptying the treasury and thoroughly inspecting the Storage Rings of Ye Nantian and the others, Yang Xiao collected all the High-Level items he could use.
The rest he set aside.
"Young Master Yang, this is Ye Dongcheng's Storage Ring."
Just then, a relieved-looking Cheng Boxuan appeared before Yang Xiao.
Three days.
He had tortured Ye Dongcheng for three days.
He had vented all of his hatred.
Only then did he allow that old dog, Ye Dongcheng, to die.
The oppressive gloom in his heart finally dispersed.
But he was now uncertain about his future.
He didn't know where to go or what to do.
Yang Xiao took the Storage Ring and gave it a casual scan, but his expression immediately changed.
'This old bastard... who would have thought? His personal fortune is worth half the entire Purple Sun Sect. Incredible. Wait, he actually has this...?'
A look of delight crossed Yang Xiao's face.
'Talk about a timely gift.'
The old bastard actually had a complete meteorite in his Storage Ring.
And this meteorite contained not only more of the Meteorite material he had found earlier, but over half of it was composed of Black Obsidian Gold.
Yang Xiao was ecstatic.
'This time, I've really hit the jackpot.'