After searching all over the Bloody Butcher's body, Ye Chen did not find anything valuable, only a few hundred gold notes and some silver.
"Am I really that unlucky? No, this Bloody Butcher said that he had gotten a huge amount of wealth from the dead disciples of his martial institutions, and he also said that he would leave the Windy Nation and go to another country. There is no way that he only has this amount of money with him. Then, there must be something else.
Ye Chen did not believe it, so he released his soul power and searched every inch of the Bloody Butcher's body.
After a while.
Ye Chen's eyes brightened, he reached out his hand and touched the Bloody Butcher's belt.
Inside the belt, there was a small protrusion that looked like a ring. When he touched it, he felt a light wave of spirit Qi.
"It's a storage ring, I see." Ye Chen could not help but admire the Bloody Butcher's cunning, hiding the most valuable thing inside the belt. If it were not for Ye Chen's powerful soul power, he would have missed it and lost the chance to make a fortune.
There were too many people around, so Ye Chen poured his zhen Qi into his fingertip and quietly cut open the Bloody Butcher's belt. He took out the storage ring and put it into his own storage ring without even looking at it.
As for Teng Yunlong's wealth, Ye Chen thought it would be troublesome, so he did not take it, in case the Purple Sun Martial School would blame him for Teng Yunlong's death.
After searching the body, Ye Chen started to look at the Bloody Butcher's head.
The head looked hideous, with countless scars on it. The mouth and the nose were indistinguishable, but the eyes were wide open, staring at Ye Chen.
Shaking his head, Ye Chen took out a piece of black cloth from his storage ring. He reached out his hand, and the Bloody Butcher's head landed on the black cloth. Ye Chen quickly wrapped the black cloth and tied a knot on it, wrapping the head tightly. From the outside, only the outline of the head could be seen.
With this, he could go to the Floating Cloud Palace to collect the reward and record his score.
"Young warrior, you can't just leave like this. My restaurant is ruined, and so many customers died. What should I do?" Thinking that Ye Chen was a disciple of a martial school, so he would not kill innocent people, the forty year old owner ran out with tears and snot running down his face.
Ye Chen frowned. This restaurant was destroyed by the Bloody Butcher and Teng Yunlong, and most of the customers were killed by the shockwave from their battle. It had nothing to do with him. But now that the Bloody Butcher was dead, and he had all of his wealth, it would not be right if he did not pay for it.
A thought flashed through his mind, Ye Chen took out two gold notes, each worth one thousand silvers, and said: "Here are twenty thousand silvers, it is enough to buy your restaurant and compensate those innocent people who died. But you have to remember, only one thousand silvers belongs to you. If you dare to take even a single cent, the next person to die will be you."
The Black Stone Town was located in a remote area, the buildings were old, and the value of a restaurant was less than one thousand silver. But it was hard to calculate the value of human lives. A rich family could not even afford a few hundred thousand silver, but if it was a disciple of a big family, he would have to pay with his life. Money, they had it all.
According to the law of the Windy Nation, an ordinary person who died in an accident would have to pay five hundred silver to his family, which was enough for an ordinary family to live for ten years. Now that Ye Chen had taken out twenty thousand silver, minus the one thousand silver from the restaurant, the remaining nineteen thousand silver could be used to pay for thirty-eight families, and the number of people who died was far less than thirty-eight.
Maybe it was the sorrow of the poor, but compared to the lives of their families and the five hundred silver, they would rather choose the latter. At least the latter could guarantee them ten years of peace, and they would have enough money for their children to marry, and they could even repair their houses.
The owner kept nodding, "Young warrior, don't worry. There are so many people here as witnesses, I would not dare to take a single silver."
"I hope so." Ye Chen thought about it and agreed.
Handing the gold notes to the owner, Ye Chen was about to leave, when those Jianghu people surrounded him.
"Young warrior, you are so powerful! The Bloody Butcher killed people like flies, a lot of people wanted to kill him, but they were killed by him. Today, with the death of the Bloody Butcher, I wonder how many people are grateful to you. "
As the saying goes, "Don't hit a smiling face." Ye Chen said, "You are flattering me. Even if I didn't kill him, someone else would have."
"May I know your name, young warrior? We all respect you."
Ye Chen thought about the fact that the reason he traveled the martial world was for fame. Sometimes, even if he didn't care about fame, people would still respect him because of his fame. In the end, he still couldn't escape the shackles of fame, so he decided to be generous and said, "I am a disciple of the Sky Cloud Martial School, Ye Chen."
"Young warrior Ye, I am the Dual Blade Artist Xu Shan."
"I am the Deadly Crutch Sun Ruhai!"
"I am the Iron Leg Liu Wan!"
…
All of a sudden, the martial artists all announced their names. They all thought that they were quite famous in this area, and if they could establish a relationship with an inner disciple of the Sky Cloud Martial School, they would be even more famous in the future, and people would look up to them when they went out.
Ye Chen forced a smile. Sometimes, fame was not a good thing. It could cause a lot of trouble.
When he finally got rid of those people, it was already afternoon.
Riding on the dark brown horse, Ye Chen left.
On the road with few people, Ye Chen took out the Bloody Butcher's spirit ring from his storage ring and sent his soul power into it.
Whoo!
A faint vibration spread out, and Ye Chen saw the space inside the spirit ring.
The space was one square meter, which was the size of a small room. It was filled with gold and silver, and the golden light made it bright.
Counting carefully, there were more than ten thousand gold taels and three hundred thousand silver taels piled on the ground. There was also a stack of gold notes at the side, adding up to sixty thousand silver taels. In total, there were more than a hundred thousand gold taels, which was equivalent to more than a million silver taels.
Even Ye Chen's father only had a few hundred thousand silvers. Although he did not need to spend his own money, and everything was covered by his family, it was enough to prove his wealth.
Besides money and other common things, there were a few martial arts manuals on the small bookshelf in the corner.
Ye Chen moved his mind and took out the martial art manual from the top of the bookshelf.
On the cover of the manual, there were four shocking blood red characters – Blood Hand of Qi Butcher!
He opened it.
"Blood Hand of Qi Butcher, Top Rank Mortal Realm Martial Skill, the exclusive martial art of the rank 7 Evil Blood Martial School in Rudra Nation. The user needs to absorb the rare Evil Blood Qi from the natural environment. The stronger the Evil Blood Qi, the more powerful it will be. Once mastered, the user can easily break through the protective Zhen Qi layer of other warriors at the same level, and take their lives."
It was a martial art from the rank 7 Evil Blood Martial School in Rudra Nation. Ye Chen was a bit confused. The Evil Blood Martial School was one of the top martial institutions in Rudra Nation, and their overall power was even higher than the Emerald Martial Palace. Their disciples were extremely evil, and they would kill anyone they wanted. Ye Chen did not know how the Blood Hand of Qi Butcher ended up in his hands.
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