Primordial Cultivator

After increasing his pace toward the Tornado White Tiger's area, Yang Wei noticed the aftermath of the environment.

There were large craters every mile or so and the trees were colliding with each other.

"What a long powerful strike?" Yang Wei muttered as he halted his movement briefly.

Yang Wei's eyes were staring at the large paw mark in the ground and based on the sheer size of the paw, the Tornado White Tiger must have been enormous.

Yang Wei tried to track down the fight scene as he used his spiritual perception to surround the area.

Thankfully, the wind pressure seemed to have disappeared after the fight between the Tornado White Tiger and the other cultivators.

Thus, Yang Wei didn't need to barricade himself with his spiritual qi and could save his stamina.

Sometime later, Yang Wei discovered some blood splattered around the area.

"Seems like I'm getting closer to the end of the fight." Yang Wei muttered in a low tone.

He slowly knelt down on one knee to investigate the blood and tried to determine whether it came from the Tornado White Tiger or the cultivators.

Yang Wei retrieved a pill bottle as he took the pill out and crushed it in his hand.

Afterward, he scattered the pill around the blood and waited for a few minutes.

Soon, the blood became crimson gold and Yang Wei noted to himself. 'The blood came from a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator huh.'

Yang Wei smiled slightly as he wondered if the cultivator managed to survive the fight or not.

After all, a dead corpse means the loot belonged to the founder and Yang Wei was not a hypocrite to refuse such treasure.

Yang Wei proceeded to walk ahead while increasing his alertness just in case there were still some cultivators alive.

Although there wasn't any danger in his spiritual perception, it was better to be safe than sorry when danger really comes.

Sometime later, Yang Wei discovered the first corpse and he recognized it was one of the cultivators that were fighting against the Tornado White Tiger.

"Seems like the battle was intense enough to be dragged over here." Yang Wei muttered as he calculated the distance of their fight.

When he was here with Elder Jing and spying on their fight, the distance was at least 100 kilometers away from his current location.

Thus, Yang Wei predicted that it was either the Tornado White Tiger fleeing away from the battle or it was chasing after the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators that were trying to escape.

From the corpse's wound, Yang Wei saw multiple claws strike that tore his internal organs apart.

It was a gruesome death since the corpse still held a disbelief expression, almost like it didn't expect to die in this place.

However, Yang Wei curled his lips upward as his eyes locked onto the storage ring in his finger.

Yang Wei tilted his head left and right, making sure that there was no one else here as he grabbed the storage ring.

"A Nascent Soul Realm cultivator's storage ring. I wonder how many treasures are hidden." Yang Wei said wickedly as he used his spiritual perception to pierce through the storage ring.

Suddenly, there was a soul consciousness appearing from inside the storage ring, nearly shocking Yang Wei by his sudden appearance.

"Hmph, a lowly Foundation Core realm dares to peek into my storage ring?" The soul conscious snorted as he detected Yang Wei's cultivation base.

'Ah, this must be the additive security that Elder Jing had mentioned before about the storage ring.' Yang Wei regained his composure as he stared at the soul conscious in a calm expression.

Normally, a cultivator would add their own soul consciousness in their storage ring to prevent intruders from stealing their treasure.

The soul conscious would have their own mind, meaning that it would remain in the storage ring even if the original cultivator died.

Of course, the soul conscious would dissipate once the intruder killed them or they released themselves.

Thus, Yang Wei wasn't concerned about the soul conscious in front of him.

"You're already dead so unless you want to be killed again, you can leave peacefully." Yang Wei said as he gave him a chance to decide.

"Junior, you're courting death." The soul conscious sneered as he launched himself toward Yang Wei.

"If you had attacked me before I learned soul force then you might have a chance of victory." Yang Wei muttered as his expression turned cold. "Unfortunately for you though, you chose the wrong time to attack."

Afterward, Yang Wei released his soul force, restricting the soul conscious completely.

A dim light started glowing in Yang Wei's eyes as he grinned. "You're probably thinking about memorizing my facial appearance so that you can get revenge when your true soul reincarnates or occupies another person's body right?"

The soul conscious flinched slightly, almost like someone who was caught naked in public.

Yang Wei smiled as he snapped his finger. "What a shame that you would never be able to memorize me with this soul technique."

Yang Wei almost felt pity for the soul conscious as it had practically zero chance of getting revenge.

"Stellar Soul."

With a soft breeze, the soul conscious felt multiple chains constricting him and soon, his memories began to alter.

"Noooo- what is this technique?" The soul conscious cried in horror as his vision soon blurred and disintegrated from the storage ring.

Yang Wei thanked Su Mingxia in his heart silently for the Stellar Soul technique. Otherwise, he would have been in a dilemma for having a conflict with an unknown Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

Meanwhile, Yang Wei began inspecting the number of treasures hidden inside the storage ring.

His eyes widened in surprise by the abundant wealth and herbs.

"Heavens… he even has the Dragon Soul Grass in here, and it seemed to be around 1,000 years in age." Yang Wei muttered as he truly struck the gold mine this time with a casual walk.

Such treasures were unbelievably rare and unique that cannot be purchased with money alone.