Chapter 70: Storage Ring

  Long Xiao Tian patted Zhang Yi Ming's shoulder: "Zhang Tang Zhu, oh, now I should call you Zhang Fu Bang Zhu. In the future, I hope you can help me share some of the Flying Eagle Gang's trivial matters."

  "This is certain, absolutely certain." Zhang Yi Ming said respectfully. If it was said that at the beginning, Zhang Yi Ming had a perfunctory attitude towards Long Xiao Tian, after becoming the deputy leader, Zhang Yi Ming thoroughly devoted himself to Long Xiao Tian. This society is like this, whoever gives more benefits is the parent!

  Long Xiaotian is rough in character, but he's very clever and knows that his experience is shallow. To truly control the Flying Eagle Gang, he needs the support of a group of prestigious old men. As the hall master, Zhang Yiming is the most suitable candidate. Long Xiaotian can afford to give up the title of deputy gang leader.

  "Have someone take Lu Tianxiong's body out, put it in a sack and throw it into the sea." Long Xiantian ordered Zhang Yiming.

  Zhang Yiming nodded and immediately shouted for two small hooligans to carry out Lu Tianxiong's body.

  "Vice Master Zhang, if there's nothing else, you can go back and rest." Long Xiangtian looked at the situation and thought it was almost handled, so he wanted to send Zhang Yiming away.

  Zhang Yiming glanced at Long Xuetian, opened his mouth, and looked like he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

  "Vice Master Zhang, is there something else?" Long Xiantian asked in puzzlement.

  "Hmm..." Zhang Yiming hesitated for a moment: "What about Lu Tianxiong's wife and son?"

  Long Xiao Tian was taken aback for a moment, then furrowed his brow.

  Zhang Yiming quietly looked at Long Xiantian, waiting for his instructions.

  "Let's take care of them all," Long Xiaotian said in a low voice. Although he didn't want to harm innocent people, he had heard the idiom "cutting grass and eliminating roots".

  Zhang Yiming let out a light breath, nodded, and turned to walk out of the villa. Just now, Zhang Yiming was really afraid that Long Xuetian would soften his heart for a moment and spare Lu Tianxiong's family members. After all, Lu Tianxiong was killed by Zhang Yiming himself, and if Lu Tianxiong's wife and son wanted to take revenge, they would definitely look for Zhang Yiming first.

  After finishing all the things, it was already late at night.

  Long Xiao and Long Xiaoming sat on the sofa, chatting all night long.

  A week's time has passed in the blink of an eye.

  This week, Lin San was very busy. During the day, he had to help Gu Jialan with company affairs. After work, he still had to accompany Gu Jialan for dinner and shopping. Returning home in the middle of the night, he also had to practice his magic skills. In short, he was extremely busy.

  Since Qin Dong fell, there has been no government department to inspect and find fault with Ding Sheng Group. The several branches of Ding Sheng Group that were sealed up have also started normal business operations. The personnel inside the company are no longer making trouble and working with a peaceful mind.

  There is another thing to mention, Qin Xiangdong was sentenced to a short prison term, the Public Security Bureau arrested Qin Shenghan and Qin Hao, accusing Qin Shenghan and his son of multiple serious crimes including illegal business operations, bribery of government officials, and hiring thugs to injure people. In just a few days, the court sentenced Qin Shenghan and Qin Hao to 10 years and 5 years in prison respectively, causing the once prosperous Qin family to completely fall from power.

  Gu Changfeng has been frequently entertaining Mayor Song Shan of Lanzhou in recent days. At first, the two were a bit awkward when they met and didn't say much, but after seeing each other several times, they became close friends who could talk about anything. Gu Changfeng had deliberately gotten close to Song Shan, hoping that as mayor, he would take care of Ding Sheng Group in the future.

  Sometimes, Gu Changfeng would take Gu Jialan to visit Song Shan. Song Shan was very enthusiastic about Gu Jialan. Later, in order to strengthen his relationship with Song Shan, Gu Changfeng directly let Gu Jialan recognize Song Shan as her godfather, and Song Shan happily gained a beautiful and sensible goddaughter out of the blue.

  With the support of the mayor, the Ding Sheng Group developed even more smoothly.

  That night.

  Lin San sat on the sofa in his living room, holding a small booklet and looking at it carefully.

  This little booklet was given by Guangyuanzi, and the contents recorded are all about the use of spells. The last page also records several methods for refining magical treasures, among which one item, "Storage Ring", sparked Lin San's great interest.

  According to the booklet, the storage ring is actually a small spatial artifact used for storing large quantities of items. Storage rings are divided into three levels: top-grade, mid-grade, and low-grade. Top-grade storage rings are generally used by immortals, with an enormous storage space that can also be used as an attack-type artifact. Mid-grade rings can only be used by cultivators above the Embryonic Breath stage, with a storage space 100 times smaller than top-grade rings, but with defensive capabilities. As for low-grade storage rings, they can be used once one reaches the 10th layer of the Qi Refining stage, with a storage space several dozen times smaller than mid-grade rings, roughly the size of a bedroom. Apart from storing items, it has no other auxiliary functions.

  According to Lin San's current cultivation level, he can just barely use a low-grade storage ring.

  The materials for making low-grade storage rings are not few, but most of them are ordinary objects that can be easily found in the market. The only thing that is not easy to find is Xuan Tie, also known as "Meteorite from Outside the Heavens".

  It's not easy to find a piece of meteorite on Earth.

  The next day, Lin San took a day off from work and came to an antique street to find out what had happened to the meteorite.

  After wandering around on the streets for several hours, I still didn't see any sign of the meteorite.

  After walking for most of the day, Lin San felt a bit thirsty, so he bought a bottle of mineral water and stood on the side of the street drinking it slowly.

  "Hey, everyone come and take a look! Authentic ancient swords, all are divine weapons. If you have friends who like collecting ancient arms, come and take a look. The price is absolutely fair!" A shout came from the opposite side.

  Lin San turned his head and took a look, only to find that the one shouting was an old man in his 50s, with a tattered cloth laid out at his feet, on which several dull-colored knives and swords were scattered. "Huh?" Lin San suddenly let out a surprised cry, lifted his foot and walked up to the old man, pointing at a dagger without a scabbard on the cloth and asked: "Where did you get this dagger from?"

  When he saw the guest coming, the old man's face suddenly showed a warm smile: "Young brother, your eyes are really good. This dagger is the best among my weapons and also the oldest... I bought it from a friend, who said it was from the Warring States period. Although its surface is dull and has no luster, it is very sharp." To make his words more credible, the old man picked up the dagger and chopped at a stone by his foot. "Clang" - the hard stone was easily cut off a piece, while the dagger remained undamaged.

  Lin San's eyes lit up: "What a sharp dagger."

  The old man chuckled and handed the dagger to Lin San: "Young brother, I didn't cheat you, did I? This dagger is absolutely a good thing."

  Lin San took the dagger and felt a chill run from his palm. He examined it carefully, noting that it was about 20 centimeters long, with a dark body and handle. The tip had a notch, which seemed to have been cut out by something hard. Lin San wondered: this dagger is so sharp and hard, what could have cut out such a neat notch?

  "Little brother, this dagger is not only ancient, but also made of very rare materials." The old man introduced: "This dagger is made of Xuan Tie..."

  Lin San's eyebrow twitched as he raised his head and stared at the old man: "You say this dagger is made of Xuan Tie?"

  The old man smiled and nodded: "I don't dare guarantee one hundred percent, but I have eighty percent confidence."

  Lin San lowered his head, re-examined the dagger, and thought to himself: Judging from the color and sharpness of this dagger, it really does seem like it's made of Xuan Iron. It looks like I'm quite lucky, finding such a large piece of Xuan Iron in just half a day. With the volume of this dagger, I can make at least three low-grade storage rings. Of course, that's assuming this dagger is indeed made of Xuan Iron.

  "Come on, kid, don't hesitate, this dagger is definitely worth collecting." The old man said with a smile.

  Lin San hesitated for a moment and asked: "How much do you plan to sell it for?"

  The old man stretched out five fingers and drew a stroke: "Fifty thousand yuan."

  Lin San smiled and said: "You're quite bold with your price."

  The old man shook his head: "Young man, I've already given you a very fair price. If you go somewhere else to buy it, the price will definitely be at least twice as much."

  Lin San furrowed his brow and directly returned the dagger to the old man, then turned around and left.

  "Hey, hey, young man, don't rush off, if you think the price is not suitable, we can still negotiate." The old man wasn't about to let a rare customer get away easily.

  Lin San was just pretending, he didn't really plan to leave. When the old man pulled him back, he stopped in his tracks and looked at the old man with a slanted gaze: "Name a real price."

  "Four hundred thousand yuan, I really can't go any lower..." The old man said after a moment of hesitation.

  Lin San shook his head and didn't respond.

  "Name a price then." The old man smiled: "I think if it's suitable, I'll sell it to you."

  Lin San thought for a moment and stretched out one finger: "Ten thousand yuan, after all, this dagger has a flaw and is no longer complete, so the value should be discounted."

  The old man shook his head repeatedly: "Ten thousand is too little, if you really want to buy it, the price is 20,000. If you can't accept it, then go somewhere else." After finishing speaking, the old man put the dagger on the tattered cloth and took out a tobacco pipe to smoke on one side.

  Lin San saw the old man's appearance and knew that 20,000 yuan was the bottom line in his heart. It is estimated that it will not be possible to lower the price further.

  The old man lowered his head and smoked a dry cigarette, completely ignoring Lin San again.

  Lin San glanced at the dagger on the tattered cloth and gritted his teeth: "Alright, two hundred thousand is two hundred thousand..."

  The old man immediately stood up from the ground and stretched out his hand in front of Lin San: "Give me money."

  Lin San rummaged through his pocket for half a day before finally pulling out a bank card and handing it to the old man. The card had a total of 200,000 yuan stored on it, which was basically all of Lin San's assets.

  The old man slung a bundle of tattered cloth on his back and led Lin San to the bank to withdraw money.

  Out of the street, a turn is a bank.

  Lin San let the old man wait outside and went into the bank to withdraw 20,000 yuan.

  The old man counted the money and then threw the dark iron dagger to Lin San, before turning around with a smile and leaving.

  Lin San has already made a big profit today. The old man who sold the dagger to Lin San is actually a tomb raider, and this dagger was stolen from a grave. It's a stolen good, so the old man was eager to get rid of it and sold it to Lin San for 20,000 yuan. If we consider its true value, this xuan tie dagger is worth at least hundreds of thousands, or even more.

  Lin San put the dagger in his bosom and went to a nearby business street to find other materials for refining storage rings.