Zhou Leng spent most of the day cleaning out the clutter.
There were very few gold, silver jewelry or treasures; even orange gold was only a little more than a hundred grains, not as much as what he acquired on the Celestial Tier Battlefield.
Most were everyday items.
Things that were intact and useful were scarce.
Six beast hide books, clearly influenced by witchcraft power, remained uncorrupted to this day.
A lavish bone box, like a jewelry box, about the size of a lunch box.
Four high-energy shells, palm-sized, an inch thick, resembling a flattened ordinary conch, in a spiral ring with five shell layers.
The surface shimmered with colorful light, akin to an artwork, making the heart race, more beautiful than the cross-section of an ammonite or nautilus.
Not considered rare collectibles, but more vibrant than ordinary high-energy shells.
With just a glance, Zhou Leng was instinctively attracted, wanting to keep them, not intending to sell.
