Back at his residence, Qin He took out the Black Wood Box.
When he opened it, there was unexpectedly a Purple Gold Alms Bowl inside. It was an inch deep, with rippling water patterns at the bottom, where some indescribable Origin Power circulated.
Beneath the rippling water patterns, a small sword quietly floated in midair.
Qin He immediately found it strange. He shook the Purple Gold Alms Bowl, only to discover that the little sword did not budge in the slightest, neither shifting from side to side nor bobbing up and down within.
The sword was tiny, suspended inside the bowl like a toothpick.
"This is..."
A strange look flashed across Qin He's face. After a pause, he slowly reached out and inserted his hand into the Purple Gold Alms Bowl.
Something bizarre happened.
After his hand passed through the water ripples, it rapidly shrank until it, too, was like a toothpick.
Yet he felt no discomfort whatsoever.
Qin He did not hesitate. He grabbed the small sword and took it out.
The sword body was slightly cool. Once it passed through the water ripples, it grew thicker and wider.
When he fully removed it, a five-foot treasure sword, polished bright and gleaming with cold light, appeared before Qin He.
"Holy shit, an Artifact Storage Space!"
Qin He was overjoyed. In Sin City, this thing was absolutely a treasure.
The City-Covering Great Array that blanketed the thousand-mile radius around Sin City greatly suppressed the power of spatial artifacts and treasures.
Ordinary storage bags could not be used at all, and spatial cultivation arts and divine abilities were likewise restricted.
That was only for ordinary cultivators.
For Qin He, the situation was even worse. Even if storage bags could be used, he could not channel Origin Power to open them.
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