Immortal Palace of Eternal Life

Chapter 90: Art of Spirit Preservation

Wu Chang, Zhou Guibo, and the others gazed intensely at the green dagger, their hearts stirred by the allure of this high-grade magical artifact.

They knew that the magical artifact of the effeminate man and the retracted bronze lamp were likely beyond hope, and they didn’t dare to ask about them. However, this high-grade magical artifact that could immediately enhance their strength was something they all wanted to contend for.

Suppressing his smile, Liu Yu maintained a calm expression as he divided the items on the table into five portions, taking only two hundred ready spiritual stones from his share.

After all, they were all from the same sect and would be stationed in Cold Moon City for nearly five years. Being too greedy wouldn’t be appropriate.

Two hundred spiritual stones was just the right amount—neither too much nor too little.

“Senior Brother Wu's performance in this operation was commendable; he extracted important information from the traitor of the Feng Family. This magical artifact will be given to him,” Liu Yu said, pushing the green flying knife toward Wu Chang under his expectant gaze.

Wu Chang grinned widely, repeatedly praising Liu Yu’s good judgment, claiming he didn’t dare to take credit for it.

Zhou Guibo and Sun Ju were a bit disappointed, but since Liu Yu had spoken, they could only comply.

After all, they would still receive three hundred spiritual stones, which was only a slight difference in value.

Once the spoils were divided, Liu Yu picked up a teacup from the side and took a gentle sip.

“It’s been quite a while since we left the mine. To avoid any mistakes, we should go back and check the situation,” he suggested.

“Senior Brother Liu, then I will head back to the mine!” Wu Chang quickly understood and requested to take his leave.

Zhou Guibo and Sun Ju realized this and also expressed their farewells.

“Don’t be careless with the sect missions; proceed with caution. You all go ahead!” Liu Yu thought about reviewing the gains from this trip and didn’t offer any polite retention, watching the group leave.

Wu Chang and the others took out their respective magical artifacts and soon disappeared into the horizon, leaving the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake peaceful once more.

Liu Yu retracted his smile and calmed down, observing the briefly swimming fish in the lake, slowly savoring his tea while his thoughts surged.

After a moment, he waved his sleeve, putting away the tea set, and left the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake, activating the three talents formation to enter the attic.

When he reached the wooden table in the training room, Liu Yu sat down, and only at this solitary moment did his spirit truly relax.

He took two storage bags from his waist and placed them on the table; they were the storage bags obtained from Feng Tianwei and the effeminate man. Previously, he had only glanced at them hurriedly, but now he had time to count his spoils.

First, he grabbed Feng Tianwei's storage bag and infused a strand of magical power. Instantly, a pile of items poured out onto the table.

There were around three hundred spiritual stones, followed by a high-grade magical artifact—a light blue great halberd—and a low-grade magical artifact—a yellow bracelet. Additionally, there were various resources worth over two hundred spiritual stones. Of course, the damaged medium-grade defensive magical artifact—the round shield—was not included in this count, as it had been cut in half and was beyond repair, rendering it worthless.

Other items included several widely circulated cultivation techniques such as "Eternal Spring Formula," "Five Elements Spiritual Formula," and "Primordial Formula," none of which were worth much in terms of spiritual stones. Lastly, there was a bottle of Purple Spiritual Elixir.

Liu Yu estimated that without counting the already damaged round shield, Feng Tianwei had amassed over eleven hundred spiritual stones.

Truly worthy of being a clan leader, he was a person “renowned far and wide” within a five-hundred-mile radius of Cold Moon City. Unfortunately, all of these riches now belonged to Liu Yu.