Yin Ghost Master stepped inside, then took a Storage Bag from his robes. His spiritual power circulated, the mouth of the bag opened, and a beam of white light spilled out. It whirled through the small treasure room, sweeping every item on the floor into the Storage Bag.
At the sight, no surprise showed on Lin Xuan's face.
Though Storage Bags were convenient, aside from items such as crystals, talismans, and spirit artifacts, things like medicinal herbs, certain materials for artifact crafting, and some parts obtained from demonic beasts could not be stored inside for long.
Cultivators often carved out a special treasure room in their cave residences, only putting things into Storage Bags when they abandoned the residence or traveled far away.
The reason Lin Xuan's spiritual sense scan had not found the treasure room just now was because the other party had laid down an extremely powerful illusory restriction.
In only a very short time, Yin Ghost Master had packed everything into the Storage Bag. He had just stepped out of the treasure room when his expression suddenly changed. With a bang, he was struck by a red light that appeared out of thin air and was smashed hard into the mountain wall.
Lin Xuan inwardly cried pity. He beckoned, and the red streak flew back—it was the top-grade spirit artifact he had obtained from Fire Spirit Sect Leader, the Hook Sword.
Because he had wanted a sneak attack, and to avoid being discovered by the other party, Lin Xuan had infused only a very small amount of spiritual power into it, letting it unleash only twenty percent of its strength.
Originally, that should have been enough. Although a cultivator's body had undergone tendon-changing and marrow-cleansing and was far stronger than an ordinary person's, it was still flesh