If these 18 spirit stones were added to the 26 spirit stones that he would gain after exchanging all his resources, then he would have a total of 44 spirit stones.
1 trip and 44 spirit stones. With just a few more trips like these, Fang Yag would easily be able to pay off his debt and maybe even earn a decent profit!!
The thought alone was enough to scare him.
A few days ago, he was flat out broke and now he was talking about earning hundreds of spirit stones in a few weeks.
After walking out of the eastern sector, Fang Yang found a secluded section of the mines and de-summoned his skeleton squadron. He also changed out of his robes and removed the mask from both him and his corpse puppet.
Now when he changed back into his regular look, he had to be more careful. His masked appearance was now a criminal bandit.
Fang Yang was certain that those cultivators he robbed would not feel any thanks for him sparing their life. The second they got a chance, they would definitely kill him and tear him apart.
Leaving such a threat behind was definitely a problem, but it was not like he had a choice anyway.
If a fight really broke out, it's unknown who would come out as the true victor and Fang Yang also wasn't sure of keeping all of them behind. The tyrannical and overbearing appearance he showed in front of those men was only a fake after all.
If the group had thought about it a little harder, they could definitely sense something was wrong as what kind of vicious corpse controller would leave behind a group of cultivators that would only cause future problems?
The only reason he had gotten away with it was because the group had been so scared and intimidated by his appearance that they had forgotten to even think straight. But after the young men got together and thought about it for a while, they would definitely be able to see all the problems and what would follow after that would only be their mad and desperate revenge.
But so what?
What does their revenge against the masked bandit have to do with me, Fang Yang?
For everyone else, these were two completely different people that had absolutely nothing to do with each other.
So as long as Fang Yang was a little careful, he didn't have to fear their revenge in the slightest.
With this in mind, Fang Yang confidently walked outside of the mines.
Fang Yang didn't know how long exactly he had spent in the mine. He only knew that several hours had passed since he entered.
Fortunately, it didn't look as if he had spent too long as by the time he came out, the sun was still in the sky.
Fang Yang looked around the mining outpost and was a bit shocked by the number of people he saw there.
With just a quick scan, Fang Yang could see nearly over 200 people at the mine.
And this was whilst a lot of the other members were still in the mine.
Fang Yang was certain that if all the people inside the mine and outpost gathered, then they could easily surpass 400.
The sect had been gradually increasing the number of disciples stationed at the mining outpost.
Luckily, the number of people at the exchange centre wasn't too outrageous, so after waiting for a few minutes, it was finally Fang Yang's turn to go up.
Walking up to the desk, Fang Yang saw a pretty lady smiling at him with a near perfect business smile.
"Hello sir, will you be exchanging spirit gold or gold-eating rats today?"
Both replied Fang Yang
"Well, if you can please place the rat tails on the desk please."
Fang Yang looked at the small counter in front of him and a hesitant look appeared on his face .
"Are you sure? There's quite a lot?"
Faced with Fang Yang's question, the lady just chuckled.
"I'm sure that we'll be able to manage somehow."
"Very well then."
After Fang Yang said this,
Countless rat tails poured out of Fang Yang's space bag.
When the lady saw this number, she was quite shocked.
As an experienced worker at the exchange counter, she quickly realised that they were early stage gold-eating rats.
What shocked her was the fact that Fang Yang had managed to hunt so many with his low cultivation base.
She knew even some late stage Qi cultivators would struggle this much.
But the little clerk didn't know that there were many circumstances that allowed Fang Yang to hunt so many gold-eating rats.
If a late-stage Qi cultivator tried to hunt in the eastern sector.
Their very aura would scare all the rats into hiding.
Fang Yang's undead had a very faint aura so they couldn't be detected until it was too late and Fang Yang's aura was only that of a weakling in the 2nd level of Qi refinement.
When the gold-eating rats were rushing to what they thought was easy prey, they were actually rushing to their very own end!
Other cultivators simply couldn't replicate it.
They were either too strong and scared away by the gold-eating rats or they were too weak and became good under their claws.
The lady couldn't help but look at Fang Yang in a slightly different light, recognising his capability despite his weak cultivation.
After a brief count, the clerk lady came to a quick count.
"I'm total, it all adds up to 15 spirit stones."
But before the lady could hand over the spirit stones, Fang Yang interrupted her.
"Hold on, I still have more tails to hand in."
With that, Fang Yang pulled out the tails of 3 mid stage gold-eating rats and handed them to the clerk and as the clerk saw the 3 mid stage rat tails, her expression changed.