Chapter 99: Storage Bag, Qian Shan Riot
The Mine Owner is dead. Isn’t this place now his to take whatever he wants?
Fang Shu’s heart stirred, but he quickly suppressed the stray thoughts in his mind.
The most pressing matter was to first secure all the benefits he could get his hands on.
He immediately groped the bodies of the Bei Demon and Mine Owner Cao.
In a short while, he groped from the Bei Demon’s body several taels of Spirit Stones, several bottles of Pills, and two Black Tickets,
But on Mine Owner Cao’s body, something surprising happened: he found not a single tael of Spirit Stone or Black Ticket.
However, Fang Shu did not come away empty-handed. Instead, he groped a Pouch from the opponent’s sleeve pocket.
The Pouch was made of leather, with a deep red color, and was no ordinary item, but a Magic Tool imprinted with Secret Scripts.
This style made Fang Shu’s heart move, and he thought to himself: “Could this be the rumored Storage Bag!?”
The Storage Bag had the effect of containing a mustard seed’s space in a mustard seed; it was small on the outside but had considerable internal space, an essential item for Immortal Cultivators at home or traveling. Even mortal children were familiar with it.
Before Fang Shu had even entered the Marketplace, he had imagined that once he became an Immortal Cultivator and owned a Storage Bag, he would put all his daily necessities and miscellaneous items inside. Then, when traveling, he wouldn’t have to carry a Shoulder Bag all day and worry about losing it, which was extremely troublesome.
Unfortunately, only after truly entering the Marketplace did he learn that the Storage Bag was an item only Refining Qi Immortals were equipped to use.
Marketplace rumors said that all items in the world that could contain more with less were Magic Tools of Refining Qi level or above.
For such Refining Qi Magic Tools, not to mention whether Essence Refining Immortals had enough money to buy them, they lacked both True Qi and Spiritual Sense, making it hard to activate them even if purchased.
Otherwise, the various merchants in Gu Ling Town wouldn’t have come up with something like Black Tickets for storing money and items.
His mind racing, Fang Shu thought of this and stared intently at Mine Owner Cao’s corpse.
He immediately rejected the idea in his heart: “Impossible. This fiend absolutely cannot be a Refining Qi Immortal.”
Immediately, Fang Shu channeled his Qi and Blood into the Pouch.
Buzz buzz.
The Pouch shook on the spot, and faintly, Fang Shu sensed that there truly seemed to be a pile of items inside the Pouch, all far larger than the Pouch itself.
It was just that he and the items in the Pouch were separated by a thick blood-colored membrane, so he couldn’t retrieve them for the time being.
But even so, Fang Shu was still overjoyed in his heart:
“This is truly a Storage Bag! Could Essence Refining Immortals also use Storage Bags?”
Though happy in his heart, he also knew that now was not the time to study such an item carefully.
Fang Shu briefly checked the item and found no tricks on it, then stored it in a spare Wooden Box, sealed it with a Talisman, and put it in his Shoulder Bag.
Next, he dug out the Wooden Box containing the Flesh Ganoderma and put it in the Shoulder Bag as well.
After looting the goods, Fang Shu finally turned his gaze to the corpses of the Bei Demon and Mine Owner Cao on the ground.
After hesitating for just one or two breaths, he decisively chose to abandon the remaining remains, merely grabbing the blood-red Long Tongue Sword and pouncing toward the outside of the Cave.
Although these two corpses were both Second Tribulation quality and valuable, carrying them was too troublesome and cumbersome.
Rather than carrying them and hindering his quick looting of other goods in the Mine, it was better to leave them here to be completely devoured by the Poisonous Moss, which would also help him destroy the bodies and erase traces.
Whoosh.
Fang Shu’s figure quickly arrived before the Monsters guarding the tunnel.
“Boss! You came out… heh heh.”
The guarding Monsters thought it was the Bei Demon or Mine Owner Cao coming out, but what greeted them was a blood-red cold gleam.
Puchi puchi!
Fang Shu held his Sword, his body brimming with murderous aura. Like a Fierce Tiger released from its cage, he mercilessly began a slaughter.
He walked out from the tunnel all the way, and wherever he passed, Foremen, Managers, Cooks, and all sorts of monstrous chickens, ducks, cats, and dogs became blood food under the Long Tongue Sword.
With the Mine Owner here dead, the matter would inevitably blow up.
What Fang Shu needed to do now was to fight quickly and decisively, and try to make the situation bigger and bigger, turning it into muddy waters to attract others’ attention, then escape in the chaos.
He walked while killing.
Because there were many Monsters and vast amounts of Essence Blood, he even selectively allowed the Long Tongue Sword to only absorb the heart blood of these Monsters.
In no time, he killed his way from inside the tunnel to outside.
The Monsters also realized a killer star had emerged from the mine tunnel, and they screamed one after another:
“Disaster, disaster has come!”
“Quickly report to the officials, someone is robbing the Mine.”
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Clusters of crimson Smoke Signals were lit by the Monsters, burning thickly. One was to call for help from the surrounding Mines, hoping for mutual assistance; the other was to hope the Marketplace would quickly send people over.
Seeing this scene.
Fang Shu knew his decision to get out quickly was indeed correct. If he delayed any longer and people from outside really came, trapping him inside the Mine tunnels, that would be trouble.
But since he was already out, the matter was easy to resolve.
Fang Shu shifted his gaze from the scattering Monsters to the terrified Miners in the arena.
With his face covered, he suddenly shouted loudly:
“Fellow heroes, this place harbors filth and accepts wickedness, occupied by a group of Monsters who eat people and force Mining. The evidence of their crimes is conclusive, right in the pits!
Everyone, follow me to kill the Monsters and demand justice!”
“Kill the Monsters! Kill the Monsters! Get back my brother’s blood sweat money!”
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
After Fang Shu’s shout, he held the Long Tongue Sword, using it only as an ordinary Sword. In one breath, he killed two Monsters and kicked them onto the Miners on both sides.
The Miner and Mine Slaves retreated in fright.
But his shout, especially the words “blood sweat money,” immediately ignited fury and greed in the eyes of the Miner and Mine Slaves.
However, this group of Miner and Mine Slaves still hesitated and did not act immediately.
The next moment, Fang Shu pounced toward them and with crackling sounds, chopped off the fetters of those Mine Slaves.
The situation changed immediately.
Whether out of anger, greed, or just wanting to escape in the chaos, these lowest existences in the Mine moved.
“Monsters! Taste your human grandpa’s pickaxe.”
“A bunch of Monsters, daring to act like big shots.”
Stimulated by the Mine Slaves, the other Miners all became restless too, and soon, this restlessness turned into a Riot.
Especially after they used pickaxes to smash the skulls of those Monster Foremen, these Miner and Mine Slaves suddenly realized that the Monster Foremen were indeed nothing special.
Waves of battle cries immediately rang out in Mine Owner Cao’s arena.
Due to the overwhelming momentum, the nearby Mine Owners did not rush to help immediately but observed first.
And Fang Shu took advantage of this chaos.
He grabbed a few Monsters, forced them to reveal Mine Owner Cao’s residence in the Mine, then rushed straight there, smashed open the money chests and such, and looted everything clean.
The things he looted were not small in quantity and hard to carry.
But Fang Shu had no intention of taking it all; with too many items, he could only pick the valuable ones. Standing in a high place, he immediately scattered them toward the fierce-faced Miner and Mine Slaves.
Clink clank!
Talisman Money, Ore, Spirit Stones rang out incessantly, adding fuel to the fire.
The already rioting Miner and Mine Slaves became more riotous than ever.
Excited, ferocious roars echoed throughout the Mine:
“Kill the Monsters! Kill the Monsters!”
Because Mine Owner Cao’s Mine had an exceptionally large number of Monsters and extremely tense human-Monster relations, the momentum of this Riot was the most massive and intense in Qian Shan Mine in the past decade.
The surrounding Mine Owners all changed color, with even less intention to come rescue Mine Owner Cao’s Mine.
Because in their own Mines, those usually honest Miner and Mine Slaves also lifted their heads one after another.
The eyes of this group of Miner and Mine Slaves seemed to spark with fire, all staring intently at the place where the Riot had risen.
“Quickly! Let’s light the Smoke Signal too.”
“Damn it, don’t let the fire spread here.”
The various Mine Owners shouted sternly.
Someone said: “Wait, this momentum suggests someone is stirring things up!”
Immediately someone cursed: “Wait my ass, is finding people more important or suppressing more important?!”
Thus, the intensity of this Riot completely exceeded Fang Shu’s expectations.
Nearly half of Qian Shan was ignited red-hot under his single “fire.”
Under the night sky, hoarse shouts were endless, and over a dozen Mines had already descended into chaos with fires rising.
The entire Qian Shan was like a coiled fire dragon, finally shaking its scales and baring its fangs.
This scene left even Fang Shu dumbfounded for a moment.
