Sure enough, he found many bottles of pills in the Storage Bag, along with other items.
But after seeing the pills, he calmed down.
The names "Qi Gathering Pill," "Blood Coagulating Pill," "Blood Replenishing Pill," and "Detoxification Powder," among others, were labeled on the bottles.
At a glance, it was clear this was the work of an old hand. He knew to prepare medicine for emergencies: pills for external injuries, stopping bleeding, and detoxification.
Unlike him, a rookie who had rushed out in a fit of excitement, he knew to prepare ahead. That was why he hadn't ended up in such a passive predicament.
Luckily, his luck had been decent this time. He had actually gotten his hands on this Storage Bag at a critical moment. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
Perhaps the ancestors in his family grave had sent up thick plumes of green smoke to bring him such good luck.
Whatever the case, the priority now was to treat his injuries. He immediately and impatiently dumped everything in the Storage Bag onto the ground.
A clatter rang out.
A large pile of items filled most of the cave before him.
He wasn't in the mood to sort through them. He went straight for the Blood Coagulating Pill and the Blood Replenishing Pill.
On the way here, blood had been pouring from his chest. Luckily, he'd used his robe as a bandage to wrap himself up, keeping the blood from dripping onto the ground. Otherwise, someone would certainly have found out.
The pills he'd poured out seemed a little unusual: a sweet fragrance wafted from them. He had no idea what Spiritual Medicines had been used to make them.
He took a walnut-sized pill from each bottle and swallowed them.
Before long, he felt the medicine taking