Chapter 176: Chapter 176
Owen Bertram opened it and saw dazzling treasures!
Although these fellows had shady identities, Prince Henry had given them high salaries, and under the guise of Prince Henry, they had really done many acts of violence and looting over the years, accumulating a substantial fortune.
Inside the Master of the Estate’s Storage Brocade Pouch, there were a total of 1,760 Spirit Jades! In addition, there were more than a dozen precious spiritual medicines, and six bottles of various spiritual pills, which were all rare Tier-2 and Tier-3 goods.
There were also five Tier-2 Magical Artifacts and four Tier-3 Magical Artifacts, but no Tier-4.
Lastly, there was a strangely shaped dark yellow beast bone - probably the scapula of an unknown demon beast, the size of a door panel, with densely engraved texts on it.
Owen Bertram took a look, and it was exactly the source of the Master of the Estate’s Ghost Breeding technique.
As for the Guest Chieftains, there were also a total of more than 2,000 Spirit Jades, more than 30 Tier-2 Magical Artifacts and 14 Tier-3 Magical Artifacts. One of the Guest Chieftains even had a Tier-4 Magical Artifact hidden away!
However, this Tier-4 Magical Artifact was a bowstring, so thin that it was difficult to see what material it was made of, yet it had an overwhelming evil aura. It was unknown how many people had been strangled to death by it...
It had no divine powers but was a genuine Tier-4 artifact — it was clearly a part of a higher-level artifact.
If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would be excitedly looking for the other parts of the complete artifact, and that Guest Chieftain’s memory did contain information related to this treasure.
But Owen Bertram didn’t care at all: How much higher level could it be? At most, it would only be a Tier-5 artifact. Its power wouldn’t compare to his Five-toothed Flying Sword, and its practicality might not even be as good as his Gatling Version of the Slaying God Breaker.
Such an item would just be a snack for his brother.
Ah? Maybe his brother needed dental floss?
He had already decided to feed these Magical Artifacts to his brother. Although their overall quality wasn’t high, there were many of them, and they should be able to give back one or two good things, right?
Apart from that, he had also found a large number of spiritual medicines and treasure materials from the Guest Chieftains. Owen Bertram could use these, so he kept them for himself.
It could be said that this harvest was quite substantial.
This also made Owen Bertram look forward to the upcoming Henry Case!
As for the information about the case, Nathan Lane had basically interrogated it all out. However, there were some seemingly unrelated parts that the Guest Chieftains hadn’t confessed, mainly because Nathan Lane hadn’t asked.
After inspecting all their memories, Owen Bertram had a general idea of the case, and he sent the Mechanical Dao Soldiers back. If needed, they would speak on behalf of Owen Bertram and remind Nathan Lane.
Furthermore, Owen Bertram selected a few spiritual pills and asked the Mechanical Dao Soldiers to bring them to Nathan Lane. These pills could help Nathan Lane become a cultivator and possess some self-preservation ability.
These spiritual pills came from the Master of the Estate and the Guest Chieftains’ collections, and their quality wasn’t high. At most, Nathan Lane would reach the Spirit Vein Level of the First Great Realm- in a huge vortex like the Henry Case, this level of cultivation would still be very fragile and easily killed.
Moreover, these spiritual pills were far inferior to those personally refined by Owen Bertram. Their toxicity residue was higher, and taking too many would damage the foundation.
When Owen Bertram improves his alchemy skills in the future, he will personally refine some pills and give them to Nathan Lane based on his merits.
After taking care of all this, the sky had begun to lighten, and Owen Bertram went out to find his brother. The patrolling Military Officers in the outpost greeted him with salutes as they saw him. Owen Bertram nodded and walked out with his hands behind his back.The military officers looked at each other: Master Chief Flag was in seclusion, wasn’t he? Why did he come out so soon?
They felt that it wasn’t a proper seclusion.
Owen Bertram at the riverside called Little Loach over and picked some magical instruments for it, "Here, don’t say that your big brother isn’t looking out for you. In the next period of time, you can probably only hunt demon beasts on your own. I’m giving you these as a nutrition boost."
This time, he picked a few Tire-3 and a Tire-4 bowstring, as well as a huge dark yellow beast bone.
Little Loach excitedly rolled in the river water, occasionally putting its head up and sticking its tongue out, humming a few times. When his elder brother threw these magical instruments down, it immediately leapt up and swallowed the ordinary tire-3 instruments in one bite.
The dark yellow beast bone then sank down, and the bowstring floated on the water.
Little Loach acted like a dolphin, lifting the huge beast bone with the tip of its nose, then suddenly turned around and smacked its tail onto the beast bone.
With a swooshing sound, it made the beast bone skim across the water!
The giant beast bone skimmed across the river, creating seven or eight water whirlpools before diving headlong into the river. Little Loach had already rushed over, happily biting and chewing on the bone.
After that, it swam back wagging its tail, and began chasing the bowstring. It sniffed at it with its snout, seeming very satisfied with the smell, and then slurped it up like a noodle, swallowing the whole thing.
It was extremely satisfied!
Little Loach lay on its stomach on the river surface, waving its whiskers at his elder brother as if saying goodbye, and then sank to the bottom of the river.
As the river water engulfed his younger brother, Owen Bertram smiled faintly, turning around and returning to his improper seclusion.
Slyvia was frightened and felt insecure. She beseeched Nathan Lane to guard her door so that she could sleep peacefully.
Nathan Lane couldn’t sleep anyway, so holding his own sword, he sat outside the door thinking about the whole case. The more he thought about it, the more shocking it seemed. From the current clues, Prince Henry had really accumulated a very strong power. If he didn’t rebel, the forces under his command would not let him off.
Some people were just born adventurers, like Nathan Lane. Since he had decided to investigate thoroughly, the bigger the case, the more excited he became. He couldn’t sleep at all. He carefully analyzed and pondered how to handle this case properly and ironclad. He might even have a chance to present the evidence to His Majesty at the Golden Palace and expose Prince Henry’s ambitions!
While he was excited, the warriors in the estate were on duty in shifts, and all was quiet after the battle.
However, at the bottom of the cold pool, corpses were piled up—even though their souls had turned into ghost soldiers, there were quite a few ghost generals involved.
The cold pool was filled with extremely heavy Yin energy, which was why the Master of the Estate had tried to lure Nathan Lane here, in an attempt to drown him in the pool. Nathan Lane’s biological father and mother were both born at Yin time, and he himself was born in a very rare "Triple Yin"—which counted from his parents but didn’t include him yet.
Once the corpses were submerged in the cold pool and coupled with secret techniques, they could be refined into a rare "Barlow Demon," which could become a ghost leader for the entire ghost army!
All of these corpses had their souls extracted, but for some reason, a small ghost, looking about ten years old, timidly crawled out from under the stacked corpses, swam in the water, and carefully reached for an iron plate hanging on the arm of a corpse.
The iron plate thrown down by Nathan Lane.
The plate was carved with a large ghost with nine eyes and eight arms, yet had a solemn appearance. Each arm controlled a magical instrument, and the body rode upon a white elephant.