Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 383 Treasure Hall (Part 2)

Regardless of the speculations or conjectures within Jingtian Manor regarding the truth of Han Yi's battle record.

Although there are rumors that Han Yi poisoned someone or hired help... in any case, the undeniable battle record speaks for itself.

But the result was clear: Mad Lion Lin Zhenwei was dead.

Therefore, now, in Huayang City, all the major businesses that have a slightly larger presence know the name of Han Yi.

Jingtian Manor, an inner disciple of the Nine-Bend Academy, single-handedly wiped out the Mad Lion Gang, including the infamous Mad Lion Lin Zhenwei, who was beaten to death.

Han Yi impressed many forces in Huayang City as a powerful and ruthless expert.

After all, that was a gang, and they were wiped out just like that…

"Didn't we agree before? I just happened to be passing by today, so I thought I'd come and take a look," Han Yi said with a smile.

He had previously written to Tao Qingtang, asking her to keep an eye out for various antique shops, especially for the latest antiques.

Therefore, as soon as he received Tao Qingtang's reply, he rushed to Jubaotang.

"No problem, no problem." The shopkeeper wiped his sweat and led the way.

He wore a long brocade robe and a rich man's hat inlaid with red jade. His legs were thin and his belly was large, making the brocade robe bulge out, making him look like a watermelon.

"Young Master Han, please come in. I didn't expect you to be such a connoisseur." He walked quickly with his calves pacing. "If I had known you were so fond of antiques, I would have had someone send you a few pieces..." "Alright, alright, I'm already here. Where are the things?" Han Yi looked around.

The hall was quite crowded, with servants attending to each person here and there. Wooden shelves were mounted on the walls, displaying exquisite porcelain vases of all kinds: tricolor vases, white jade vases, vases depicting flowers, birds, fish, and insects.

The most eye-catching item is a three-legged golden toad displayed on top. It holds a fortune slip in its mouth, is entirely golden, plump and full, and has cloud and pearl patterns on its back.

If this large ornament were truly made of gold, I could acquire it, resell it, and make a fortune in gold coins...

Seemingly noticing Han Yi's gaze, the shopkeeper smiled ingratiatingly: "Young Master Han, those are just ornaments, worthless, worthless. The good stuff is all inside."

"Oh, I see..." Han Yi was a little disappointed. If it were valuable, he would have liked to take a look.

"Here, everything is here." To prevent any unforeseen complications, the shopkeeper led Han Yi quickly through the hall to the backyard.

"These are all freshly unearthed treasures," the shopkeeper, with his large belly, said in a low voice. "The goods are indeed of good quality, just delivered. However, their appearance may be a bit dirty. Please bear with it."

"It's okay, I just like things to be new. This is the taste I want," Han Yi smiled.

"That's good, that's good." The shopkeeper nodded, then yelled at the two servants behind him, "What are you two good for? You have no sense at all, hurry up and open the box."

"Yes, yes." Two somewhat thin servants stepped forward, walked to the two large boxes, one for each of them, and opened the locks of the boxes.

Bang!

With some effort, the two opened the lid of the box, which hit the ground with a dull thud.

Han Yi stepped forward and examined them carefully. The two large boxes were a mess, completely haphazardly organized.

Many of the items still had mud that hadn't completely dried on them, gave them an old, antique smell, and some even had traces of blood, making them clear as genuine burial objects.

A bronze wine cup, devoid of any yin energy.

A gold necklace has no yin energy.

The bronze halberd head was covered in rust and had no trace of yin energy.

Han Yi frowned.

He then took out several more items: a broken sword, a tattered knife, and an iron crutch, none of which contained any yin energy.

He looked at the two large boxes of items and said to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, you can go ahead and get busy. I'll look around myself, and if I find anything suitable, I'll keep it."

"Yes, yes, yes." The shopkeeper agreed verbally, but he dared not leave. Logically speaking, as the owner of Jubaotang, he could have stayed at home and enjoyed his life, occasionally coming over to stroll around and do some accounting, and that would have been enough.

But this guy is a ruthless man who wiped out an entire gang, the Mad Lion Gang.

He only started frantically squatting here every day after receiving a message from Tao Qingtang's messenger saying that Han Yi might be coming. He hadn't even had time to favor his newly acquired concubine, fearing that Han Yi wouldn't be here when he arrived.

Now that the real person had finally arrived, he dared not leave.

This is a great opportunity to make friends with experts.

The shopkeeper waved his hand, dismissing the two servants, while he stood a little further away, waiting patiently.

Han Yi didn't care and continued picking and choosing. His previous statement was just a polite remark.

After all, with so many people here watching over him and serving him, it's a bit of a delay for their business, and he'd feel bad about it.

He quickly rummaged through the contents of the first large box and examined them thoroughly. There was no trace of yin energy; they were just ordinary burial items.

Although it felt a bit cold to the touch and looked quite exquisite, it was still of no use.

Han Yi wasn't discouraged. If items containing yin energy were so easy to find, he wouldn't have searched so hard without success. After all, items capable of storing yin energy are still relatively few.

He moved on to the second large box and continued searching.

Copper basin, jade hairpin, rouge box...

The contents of this box appear to have belonged to a woman in her lifetime.

But the contents of the box were dwindling, and soon there was only one layer left, and the bottom was almost visible.

Han Yi suddenly stopped throwing things out and looked at what he was holding. It was a mirror, a bronze mirror with bat patterns, its surface blurry, corroded by moisture and dirt.

He wiped the yellowish-brown dirt off the mirror, and wrote, "To my beloved daughter Liu Xi..." The rest of the writing was completely covered by patina and was illegible.

It's like a gift a father gives to his beloved daughter during a holiday.

Han Yi examined it carefully for a while. Holding it in his hand, he could clearly sense a cold, yin energy flowing within it, and in his mind, there was also a prompt about absorbing yin energy.

"Shopkeeper, how much is this mirror?" He suppressed his excitement and didn't immediately absorb the yin energy, but looked up and asked.

“This mirror…” The chubby shopkeeper walked over, looking puzzled. “Although this mirror is quite old, the patterns and the surface have long been corroded away, so it’s not worth much…”

He assumed Han Yi was ignorant and smiled ingratiatingly, "Young Master Han, I think this thing is quite good. Whether you take it back as a gift or keep it for yourself, it has considerable potential for appreciation."

He picked up a jade bracelet from the ground. It was regularly shaped and had a smooth surface. He wiped it lightly with his sleeve.