Chapter 222: Raiding the Home (Part 2)
A moment later, Yang Haoran arrived outside Deng Feng's study. According to information obtained from the women, Deng Feng's study was the forbidden area of this villa; even they were not permitted to enter the study.
To regard his study with such importance, in Yang Haoran's view, there might be something he wanted inside Deng Feng's study.
An Emissary of Death like Deng Feng possessed a personal independent storage space. This so-called independent space was actually a uniquely carved-out personal dimension used for storing various items.
This independent space was not exclusive to the Underworld Office. Regardless of the organization or sect, be it the Talisman Order or Exorcists, as long as their strength reached a certain level, they could use their own power to forcibly open up a personal independent space in this world.
Depending on their respective strengths, the size of the independent space they could open up also varied. But regardless of size, one thing remained constant: these independent spaces were always used for storage.
It was precisely because of the existence of independent spaces that many experts could effortlessly retrieve or put away items with a mere flick of their wrist.
As long as the owner lived, the independent space would persist. But once the owner died, the independent space they had opened would shatter as a result.
The shattering of an independent space usually had three outcomes. The first outcome: all items within the independent space would shatter due to the spatial rupture, turning into dust.
The second outcome: some special items, due to their robust material, could withstand the destructive force of the spatial rupture. They would float in the void like rudderless ships, or potentially scatter to various corners of this world, awaiting their fated owners to begin new chapters.
This was akin to playing a game and slaying monsters. The same monsters might sometimes drop items—materials, potions, or even equipment—while others would drop nothing at all, clean as a blank sheet of paper.
This situation occurred not because there was an issue with the monster, nor because the method of killing it was incorrect, but purely due to probability.
After a powerful expert who had opened an independent space died, whether the items within that independent space would "drop" followed the same principle as items dropping from monsters in a game.
After Deng Feng and Du Da were killed, the items within their independent spaces did not scatter. From this, it was clear that the probability of items "dropping" from a powerful expert's independent space was exceedingly low.
Before opening his Heaven Soul, Yang Haoran did not have his own independent space. After opening his Heaven Soul, he too, relying on his own strength, forcibly opened up his own independent space, though his was still quite small.
As the capacity of independent spaces was limited, these powerful individuals wouldn't store all their collections within their independent spaces. Some items, due to their large size, or for other special reasons, would still be kept in the real world.
It was precisely for this reason that Yang Haoran had come to the villa where Deng Feng once lived, hoping to try his luck here and see if there might be any unexpected gains.
Standing outside the study, Yang Haoran clearly felt a faint energy fluctuation. This energy enveloped the study, likely a restrictive barrier designed to protect it.
Although this energy fluctuation was very faint, Yang Haoran did not let his guard down. Remaining vigilant, he reached out, intending to push open the door.
The instant his fingertips touched the door, the originally faint energy fluctuation suddenly intensified. A powerful force prevented Yang Haoran's hand from approaching.
Encountering this sudden situation, Yang Haoran, who was already mentally prepared, showed no change in expression. He circulated the Spirit Power within his body, and a wisp of black smoke immediately rose from his ordinary hand, resisting the force.
With a faint smile, Yang Haoran forcefully pushed his palm towards the door.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, the restrictive barrier enveloping the study immediately shattered. Yang Haoran's palm successfully pressed against the door.
Don't be fooled by how easily Yang Haoran broke this restrictive barrier. If he hadn't successfully opened his Heaven Soul, even if he broke his hand trying, he absolutely wouldn't have been able to break through this restrictive barrier.
Furthermore, this was Deng Feng's residence. He had never imagined that one day his home would be raided. The restrictive barrier he set up was partly for peace of mind, and partly to prevent the women in the villa from trespassing. Thus, this was not his strongest restrictive barrier.
The door was forcibly pushed open, revealing the interior to Yang Haoran's sight. At first glance, it didn't seem much different from a regular study, but Yang Haoran's gaze was drawn to a particular bookshelf.
This bookshelf was different from the others. The difference wasn't in the bookshelf itself, but in the items displayed upon it.
It wasn't filled with various books, but a whole row of Soul-Gathering Beads, along with some miscellaneous items.
Yang Haoran's eyes lit up, and the smile on his face spontaneously deepened. He knew that what he was looking for should all be on this bookshelf.
A faint ripple of excitement stirred within him. Yang Haoran took a step, walking towards the bookshelf.
The Soul-Gathering Beads on the shelf were not empty. Instead, they were filled with souls, and one could clearly see Soul Threads swirling within them with the naked eye.
There were a total of five such Soul-Gathering Beads filled with souls. One of them, astonishingly, was entirely filled with Evil Spirits.
Emissaries of Death usually delivered souls to the Underworld only once a year, with the time consistently set for the end of each year. Yet, the five Soul-Gathering Beads Yang Haoran now saw were all completely full. This couldn't help but stir some doubt in his heart.
From the Lunar New Year until now, their Lecheng Underworld Office had been anything but peaceful. Where could so many souls have been found, and even one Soul-Gathering Bead filled entirely with Evil Spirits?
Although Deng Feng was an Emissary of Death, he occasionally went out to guide lost spirits. The first time Yang Haoran met Deng Feng was because of that rotting old woman. But even with Deng Feng, the Emissary of Death, it would have been impossible to collect so many souls in such a short period.
In Yang Haoran's opinion, a portion of these souls must have been deliberately held back by Deng Feng, not all sent to the Underworld at the end of last year. As for why Deng Feng did this, he had no way of knowing.
Whatever the reason for leaving these souls behind, it wasn't important to Yang Haoran. What was important was that these souls now belonged to him. This was a considerable gain, especially that entire Soul-Gathering Bead full of Evil Spirits!
With a gentle wave of his hand, Yang Haoran stored all five Soul-Gathering Beads into his independent space. He then shifted his gaze to the items displayed on another shelf of the bookcase.
This item was a porcelain bottle. It wasn't large, only about the size of a regular beverage bottle. Its body was milky white, and strange patterns were etched upon it.
Judging solely by its appearance, there was nothing remarkable about this porcelain bottle. No energy fluctuations could be detected from it either. But if someone claimed it was just an ordinary porcelain bottle, Yang Haoran would certainly not believe them.
Given Deng Feng's status as an Emissary of Death, how could he possibly place an ordinary porcelain bottle here?
Driven by curiosity, Yang Haoran took the porcelain bottle down, and carefully examined it in his hand.
The porcelain bottle was light. Its interior was empty. There were no mechanisms or buttons. After a careful examination, he found nothing unusual about the porcelain bottle.
Yang Haoran's brow furrowed slightly. The porcelain bottle itself showed no energy fluctuations, and its interior was empty. Could this porcelain bottle truly be just an ornamental piece with no other value?
Still holding his doubts and disbelief, Yang Haoran, with an experimental mindset, injected a wisp of Spirit Power into the porcelain bottle.
As this wisp of Spirit Power was injected, this seemingly ordinary porcelain bottle actually underwent a change. A faint energy fluctuation emanated from its surface.
However, this energy fluctuation was truly too faint. With even a slight lack of attention, one would easily overlook it.
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