Demonic Cultivation: Devouring Ten Thousand Demonic Beasts

Yue Ling flipped the new pouch upside down and, once again, channeled a gentle stream of spiritual energy into its seal. The pouch responded with a soft glow, and more items spilled out onto the ground with a chorus of soft clinks and rustles, forming a small but steadily growing pile between them.

First came a few well-maintained weapons—sleek daggers, and a short sword with a jade-inlaid hilt, still sharp and polished.

Then, several bottles of rare elixirs designed to boost spiritual energy absorption. These were highly valuable during cultivation, and even core disciples could only receive a limited number each month.

These alone were already such amazing finds.

Next came a few basic formation flags. Clearly, the owner had been practicing the art of array formations.

Alongside them were some familiar-looking cultivation manuals.

Langtian picked one up and flipped through it briefly.

"Hm... these are just beginner manuals from the Mysterious Sun Sect," he muttered. "I already memorized these years ago."

But then—

"Huh?" Langtian paused, reaching toward a slim, worn book near the bottom of the pile.

Something about it tugged at his memory. The texture of the binding... the faded color of the cover... it all felt oddly familiar.

But the moment he saw the title, his blood ran cold.