Just then, the Miasma Demon Frog began to act sheepish. Its claws lifted and fell, and it kept stealing glances at Ye Ling.
Understanding dawned on Ye Ling. She guessed that it must have found other spoils in the cave.
She said, “Little Frog, there's no need to hide it. Show us whatever else you got.”
Ye Chen also looked at the Miasma Demon Frog with curiosity. “Brother Frog, did you actually find extra treasures? That's incredible.”
Having received permission, the demon frog finally straightened up and wrote: “There are indeed quite a few other things, but I don't know exactly what's inside. Check them yourselves.”
Immediately after, it opened its wide mouth and spat out dozens of ancient-looking storage bags, which fell to the ground with a clatter.
Seeing this, a look of immense delight flashed through Ye Ling's and Ye Chen's eyes.
So many storage bags. They were likely the belongings of cultivators who had perished in the Tyrant Spirit Tiger's cave over the years.
Most cultivators carried their entire net worth and savings on their persons.
Although some might hide their core treasures elsewhere in their residences, obtaining dozens of storage bags at once meant there was bound to be a substantial amount of resources inside.
The two exchanged a look, and Ye Chen spoke.
“Let's take inventory and categorize all these storage bags first, then we can discuss how to divide them.”
The two then counted them one by one, finding forty-five storage bags in total.
There were two 50-cubic-meter storage bags, ten 30-cubic-meter storage bags, twenty 10-cubic-meter storage bags, and the rest were ordinary 1-cubic-meter storage bags.
Storage items were highly precious. A 1-cubic-meter storage bag had a market price of several thousand taels of gold, while a 10-cubic-meter storage bag was worth two hundred low-grade spirit stones.
A 30-cubic-meter storage bag was worth one thousand low-grade spirit stones, and a 50-cubic-meter storage bag was worth around five thousand low-grade spirit stones.
From the forty-five storage bags, they tallied a total of over thirty-six thousand low-grade spirit stones.
As for cultivation methods and martial arts, they only found a few Profound-grade low-tier methods and techniques, with no higher-grade manuals.
It made sense; cultivators would never carry their truly top-tier inheritance techniques with them when traveling for training. Most would keep them safely secured within their sects or residences.
There were also very few Yellow-grade methods and techniques left behind, only about a dozen volumes.
The deceased were almost all Xiantian martial artists, who had no use for Yellow-grade cultivation methods or martial arts.
However, to her surprise, they managed to turn up a Yellow-grade peak-tier cultivation method, bringing a surge of joy to Ye Ling's heart.
With this method, the Ye family's legacy of cultivation methods would no longer be inferior to any of the top aristocratic families in the Qingyun Kingdom.
Now, the only gap lay in the number of top-tier combat powerhouses.
The pills and materials were mostly scattered Yellow-grade pills, with none of the Profound-grade.
Looking at the mountain of treasures piled before them, the two began to discuss the division of spoils.
Ye Ling spoke first. “Ye Chen, you paid the greatest price in this operation. Not only did you discover the Spirit-Converging Green Grass first, but you also expended a precious Transfer Talisman for it. Let's split the spoils seventy-thirty, with you taking seventy percent.”
Ye Chen did not agree immediately. After serious consideration, he spoke. “Your contribution was just as crucial. If you hadn't pinned down the Tyrant Spirit Tiger from the front, we would have had no chance of carrying out our plan and successfully stealing the spiritual grass. How about this: we split the spirit stones right down the middle, and all the storage items go to me since I have connections to sell them on the black market. I'll compensate you with an extra ten thousand low-grade spirit stones. As for the remaining cultivation methods, martial arts, and various pills, they'll all go to you. I have no use for these things. You can bring them back to the Ye family to expand the family's resources. Calculated this way, it's basically an even fifty-fifty split.”
Ye Ling shook her head. “No, you're taking too much of a loss this way. After all, a Yellow-grade peak-tier cultivation method is an extremely rare treasure that can't just be found anywhere.”
Ye Chen waved his hand dismissively. “Let's leave it at that. We belong to the same clan, so there's no need to bicker over details. I heard you took the initiative to donate a batch of resources to the family. It's clear you have a heart to give back. I don't have much of a bond with the Ye family, but seeing your dedication makes me want to pitch in as well. Just don't mention me to the clan. Tell everyone that you were the sole donor.”
Ye Ling chuckled inwardly. So Ye Chen was actually a tsundere.
This time, she did not decline further. She said solemnly, “I'll take it as me getting the better end of the deal this time. Next time there's a good opportunity, I'll definitely look for you.”
Ye Chen nodded slightly.
Seeing that the two had finished dividing everything without leaving anything for it, the Miasma Demon Frog hurriedly wrote in a panic: “What about me? What about me? I helped too!”
Seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but chuckle.
Ye Ling soothed, “Don't worry, Little Frog. I won't forget your contribution. I'll give you fifty stalks of Quiet Heart Grass as your reward.”
The demon frog instantly jumped around in excitement, writing at lightning speed: “Fantastic! I've struck it rich! Give them to me quickly, I want to go into closed-door cultivation right away!”
Ye Ling directly took out fifty stalks of Quiet Heart Grass and handed them over. The demon frog opened its mouth, swallowed them all, and then turned to write to Ye Chen: “Brother Ye, I'm off to cultivate. Let's meet again if fate permits.”
Ye Chen cupped his hands in thanks. “Thank you for your full support this time, Brother Frog.”
The demon frog let out a cheerful croak. In the next instant, Ye Ling activated her beast-taming bag, and a swirl of spiritual light swept it back inside.
With the spoils properly divided, Ye Ling planned to find a quiet place to heal her wounds in seclusion. Ye Chen had the same idea.
Before they went their separate ways, Ye Chen asked seriously, “You'll be participating in the Qingyun Grand Tournament in four months, right?”
Ye Ling nodded solemnly. “I will. You won't be missing it either, right?”
Ye Chen's gaze was resolute. “Of course I'm going. In this grand tournament, we will astound the entire Qingyun Kingdom together, and make the name 'Twin Dragons of the Ye Family' echo far and wide.”
Ye Ling was slightly taken aback by the title, then she couldn't help but chuckle before replying seriously, “Alright, let's work hard together then, and live up to the name of the Twin Dragons of the Ye Family.”
After both of them had scaled the nine thousand steps of the heavenly stairs, and the outside world learned that they hailed from the same small family, this rumor had gradually begun to spread, though it hadn't circulated widely back then.
This was only because they were still very young, and their cultivation was only at the Houtian Realm.
But once the grand tournament ended in four months, as long as the two achieved outstanding results, the name of the Twin Dragons of the Ye Family would surely resound across the entire Qingyun Kingdom.
After bidding farewell to Ye Chen, Ye Ling rode the wind alone into the depths of the continuous mountain range. She found an extremely secluded and spiritually tranquil hidden cave, where she began her closed-door cultivation to heal.
This battle was the most severely she had been injured and the most dangerous fight she had experienced since she began her cultivation.
The peak Xiantian Realm Tyrant Spirit Tiger possessed a domineering physical body and violent demonic power. Had it not been for her robust foundation of the True Dragon Treasure Body, she could never have held out until Ye Chen finished gathering power and successfully stole the grass to escape.
Fortunately, the True Dragon Treasure Body was infinitely profound. Strands of pure dragon qi circulated within her body automatically, constantly nourishing her meridians and repairing her physical form.
During the time they spent dividing the spoils, the minor wounds covering her body had already completely healed and scabbed over, leaving only a few deep, severe gashes that had yet to fully recover.
Through this battle, Ye Ling's understanding of her own swordplay deepened once more, particularly regarding her primary technique, the Blue Billows Returning to One Sword.
Through countless head-on clashes, split-second dodges, and collisions of Sword Force, it had already transformed into a lethal sword technique of pure instinct.
In the future, she would use the Blue Billows Returning to One Sword as her foundation, systematically mastering all the ultimate techniques of the Qinglan Sword Sect's six sword peaks, complementing her weaknesses with their strengths, and integrating them all.
Then, by accumulating and deducing the essence of countless low-level sword techniques, she would eventually innovate and forge a sword technique completely of her own creation.
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