Chapter 223: A Bountiful Haul
Yang Haoran sensed a faint power fluctuation, his expression subtly shifting, and his gaze upon the porcelain bottle in his hand also changed slightly.
Since it could emit power fluctuations, that meant this porcelain bottle wasn't as ordinary as it seemed; it surely concealed some unknown secret.
Considering this, Yang Haoran increased the injection of Spirit Power, wanting to see if the porcelain bottle would undergo any changes due to the enhanced Spirit Power.
The porcelain bottle indeed changed. As more and more Spirit Power was injected into it, the power fluctuations emanating from the bottle also grew stronger, but the rate of increase was quite slow.
Furthermore, apart from the power fluctuations slowly increasing, the porcelain bottle showed no other changes; its interior remained empty.
Yang Haoran frowned. With only the slow increase in power fluctuations, he found it difficult to determine the bottle's true function.
Left with no choice, he had to temporarily put the porcelain bottle away, intending to study it properly when he had time. If possible, it would be best to find some relevant information for reference; only then could he truly understand its purpose and how to use it.
After placing the porcelain bottle into his independent space, the next item that caught Yang Haoran's eye was a tattered, ancient black book.
A book that Deng Feng would place here clearly wouldn't be a children's picture book, and its tattered appearance didn't suggest that either.
Carefully, he opened the book. Since it only had a few pages, it took him just a moment to flip through the entire black book.
An interested expression appeared on his face. What was recorded in this book were actually several secret arts, and these secret arts all required Spirit Power to perform.
However, Yang Haoran did not find Deng Feng's method of altering the Death God Seal among these secret arts.
He wasn't surprised by this. This method of altering the Death God Seal was something that couldn't see the light of day. Even if this was Deng Feng's residence, Deng Feng would absolutely not dare to place such a thing casually here. It was just like the refining method of the Soul-Refining Cauldron in his own hand – would he dare to reveal that casually?
Of course not. Because once such a thing was exposed, then his downfall wouldn't be far off. Yang Haoran could think of this, and Deng Feng wasn't a fool; of course, he could think of it too.
Although he didn't find the secret art to alter the Death God Seal, Yang Haoran didn't feel disappointed at all, because he had no interest in this secret art to begin with.
There weren't many secret arts recorded in the black leather book, but Yang Haoran thought they were quite good. If he cultivated all of them, there would only be benefits and no drawbacks.
After putting the black leather book into his independent space as well, Yang Haoran looked at the remaining items.
After Yang Haoran's inspection, these items were all products that had been empowered by some force; some were for defense, others for attack.
Whether for defense or attack, the power imbued within them was Spirit Power. It seemed these items were all crafted by Deng Feng himself.
These items could certainly be called treasures, because the power fluctuations they released were quite intense, far more powerful than the defensive treasures Deng Feng had once bestowed upon them Night Watchers.
Before he opened his Heaven Soul, these treasures would have been of considerable help to Yang Haoran, but now, they were of much less use in his hands.
However, just because he didn't need them, didn't mean other Night Watchers didn't either. If he bestowed these items upon the Night Watchers under his command, their combat effectiveness would also significantly increase.
“These items weren't of much use to Deng Feng, yet he'd rather leave them here as decorations than bestow them upon the Night Watchers under him. He's truly quite stingy. ”
Yang Haoran felt a wave of disdain in his heart, then with a wave of his hand, he put all these items into his independent space.
As these items were put away by Yang Haoran, everything on the entire bookshelf had been taken into Yang Haoran's independent space, with nothing left behind.
After clearing one bookshelf, Yang Haoran did not leave the study immediately. Instead, he continued searching and rummaging through the study, hoping for more discoveries.
But what left him speechless was that he turned the entire study upside down, yet found nothing else. It seemed all of Deng Feng's collections outside of his independent space were on that single bookshelf.
Since there were no more discoveries, Yang Haoran naturally wouldn't linger in the study. After a final check of the study yielded nothing, he walked out.
Compared to its previous clean and tidy state, Deng Feng's study now looked as if it had been ransacked by thieves, a complete mess.
Just as he stepped out of the study, Yang Haoran halted. He seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and after his expression subtly changed, he actually turned back.
This time entering, it took more time than his previous entry into the study. Approximately an entire hour passed before Yang Haoran walked out of the study again, a satisfied smile gracing his face.
An hour ago, the reason he, who had clearly already left the study, chose to turn back was because he suddenly remembered a very important matter.
Among the numerous books in the study, were there any types he liked and needed?
One must know that in order to broaden his knowledge, Yang Haoran had not only borrowed books from Jiang Dashi but also from Wang Yiming. From this, one could see his love and desire for these books.
Deng Feng, as a Night Watcher, likely had many books among his collection that Yang Haoran needed. It was precisely because he considered this point that Yang Haoran, who had just walked out of the study, turned back and then inspected every single book in the study one by one.
The result left him very satisfied. Apart from a few "colorful" publications and some ordinary books, the rest were precisely what Yang Haoran needed most at the moment, and there were quite a few of them.
For him, this was also a significant gain. If one were to speak of value, in his eyes, the worth of these books far surpassed that of the few Spirit Power-enhanced treasures.
It was precisely because the harvest was considerable that a satisfied smile appeared on Yang Haoran's face when he exited the study once more.
Outside the study, the several women were all trapped in place by Yang Haoran's Spirit Power. Unable to even twitch a finger, they naturally had no way to escape.
Seeing Yang Haoran walk out of the study, the expressions on the women's faces varied. But due to the Spirit Power, they couldn't make any sound; they could only try their best to express their thoughts with their eyes, hoping Yang Haoran would understand.
Yang Haoran naturally saw the expressions on the women's faces and their varying gazes, and understood the meaning in their eyes. However, he had no intention of wasting words with them; the previous awkwardness was still vivid in his mind, and he certainly didn't want such a thing to happen again.
Moreover, his purpose for this trip had now been achieved; he had absolutely no need to continue wasting time on a few ordinary women.
Under the women's varying expressions and reactions, Yang Haoran walked towards them. Some thought Yang Haoran was going to silence them, so terror appeared on their faces.
But there were also women who thought that since Yang Haoran had achieved his objective, he should be preparing to let them go, so their expressions grew excited.
However, Yang Haoran's actions were completely different from what they imagined. He didn't immediately kill these women, nor did he immediately release them. Instead, he decisively acted, erasing all their memories from today.
Their memories suddenly wiped away, the several beautiful women fell into unconsciousness, their delicate bodies slumping softly to the ground. Yang Haoran's gaze swept over them, and after confirming that they were indeed all unconscious, only then did he withdraw the Spirit Power that had trapped them. He then tore space and left Deng Feng's villa.
The women in the villa had no grievances or grudges with him, so he naturally wouldn't harm them, much less take their lives.
Of course, he also wouldn't be kind enough to arrange their future. He had no such obligation, nor did he have any interest in it.
Although Deng Feng, their patron, was dead, they were adults, after all. If they couldn't even manage to survive in this world, then their deaths wouldn't be a pity.
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