The sect had fixed prices of exchange for beast cores. A raw third-tier beast core was worth fifty low-grade Spirit Stones, one in fourth tier was worth a hundred and fifty, fifth tier was four hundred and fifty, and so on, with each increment in tier raising the price three-fold. Furthermore, beast cores with a special element would be exchanged for at least double the base price.
After salvaging and claiming the cores from the corpses, the Duanzhen disciples were looking at a shared fortune over ten thousand low-grade Spirit Stones from more than eighty fourth-tier beasts, over three thousand Stones from the seven fifth-tier beasts, and over four thousand Stones from the three sixth-tier beasts. All together, the grand total was looking to be greater than seventeen thousand low-grade Spirit Stones—a grand fortune!
Not only that, there was also the seventh-tier Fiery-Scaled Serpent of the fire element that Fang Xing had killed. The base value of an ordinary beast was four thousand Stones, and the elemental nature would double it to make it easily worth eight thousand. This was a huge profit even on its own.
And to think that life within the sect had required every single Spirit Stone to be carefully used and spent, yet a single battle yielded such a large amount in one go. This was perhaps the perfect example of the saying "from great danger comes great wealth."
Money and fortune were things that came incredibly slowly at times, but knowing where to look could make them come at a rather incredible speed.
"Little Shixiong Fang, according to how it should be allocated, this is all ours so far…." Even the usually calm and collected Wu Xiangtong could not help but show signs of excitement as he brought over a jade scroll to confirm it with Fang Xing. All of the beasts could be traded in for money, and one of Fang Xing’s most important responsibility as the lead disciple was to evenly distribute and hand out this collected wealth. Yet Fang Xing—being as lazy as he was—had tossed the job completely onto Wu Xiangtong’s shoulders. With how responsible Wu Xiangtong was, he would write it down and ask Fang Xing to look over and confirm it afterwards so the report could be given to the sect.
Fang Xing merely swept his eyes across Wu Xiangtong’s report and saw that not only was the Fiery-Scaled Serpent core his, but thirty percent of all of the collected resources had also been put under Fang Xing’s name. With this, Fang Xing knew that Wu Xiangtong was someone sincere and honest, and for people like this, Fang Xing would respond in kind. He threw back the jade scroll and said, "Only count the Fiery-Scaled Serpent as mine. I don’t need the rest; distribute them evenly to the bunch of bastards instead."
This took Wu Xiangtong by surprise, unable to believe what he had just heard. Even if the Fiery-Scaled Serpent wasn’t added in, the Duanzhen Valley had collected cores worth over seventeen thousand low-grade Spirit Stones. For Fang Xing to say "I don’t need the rest", wasn’t this the same as someone just throwing away five thousand Stones in a heartbeat?
Once Wu Xiangtong once again confirmed that this was exactly what Fang Xing had said, he smiled with joy, bowing over and over before taking hasty steps over to announce this to the Duanzhen disciples, where cheers and claps could soon be heard. Fang Xing had effectively given them five thousand extra Stones; such generosity was unheard of. The Duanzhen disciples were so overwhelmed with joy that they would throw Fang Xing up in the air if they could.
"If they could" being the key phrase. After seeing the barbaric and vicious look on Fang Xing’s face, they quickly passed on that idea, even though it didn’t change that they all felt nothing but gratitude towards Fang Xing.
As for the other branches, their successes were far below Duanzhen Valley’s; only if the three other valleys’ collections were counted together would it equal Duanzhen Valley’s alone. With their lead disciples taking thirty percent, the normal disciples received only a very small amount.
While all of the disciples were busy counting out their share of the spoils, Xu Linyun walked over and spoke in an emotionless manner, "You helped me earlier, so thank you!" Her feelings towards this fact were complex. She hadn’t thought that a weak insect like the Fang Xing from three years ago would become such a help to her today.
In fact, the situation back then had been rather dangerous. Facing all three Fiery-Scaled Serpents at once was quite tough for her, but she knew at the time that if she were to run away and the snakes went after the disciples below, at least half of the Qing-Yun disciples would end up either heavily wounded or dead. This was why she continued to fight even as it began to push up to her limit. When Fang Xing killed one of the three for her, it had eased the steadily mounting pressure on her shoulders. Of course, Xu Linyun clearly knew that he had only helped her, not saved her. If she had truly felt as though she were in grave danger, she could have escaped at any time; her life hadn’t been in danger.
"No need to thank me. As the hero I am, with your physique so tall and your features fair enough to make you beauty itself, it is my duty to save you. If a hero does not rescue his damsel in distress, he’s nothing more than a big fat brown bear, so says the scholars!" Fang Xing declared with a serious expression.
The emotionless Xu Linyun let out the hint of a smile. "The scholars have never said such a thing!"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes. "There are so many scholars and each of them would have said many things throughout their life. How do you know they didn’t say that?"
Xu Linyun was smiling now and no longer wished to dwell on this topic. "Did you realize that something was rather strange just then?" she gently asked.
Fang Xing was startled. "You noticed it too?" he asked quite seriously.
Xu Linyun nodded her head. "When I was up there with the snakes, it looked as though all of the beasts within the entire one-hundred-and-fifty-mile range of the forest were coming towards us in packs in an endless wave. This is not normal. Although these beasts might have started developing their own thoughts and consciousness, most would still base their actions on their natural temperament. They would typically stay within their own territory without ever going past that!"
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