"Hmm?"
Fang Mo was taken aback when he saw the bright purple flying sword in the other party's hand.
But he quickly realized what it was and looked up at the witch Fu Yao, who was holding the sword.
"..."
She said nothing. She merely took out a small, exquisite pouch from her waist and handed both the flying sword and the pouch to Fang Mo.
Fang Mo likewise said nothing, though his expression darkened somewhat.
He accepted the flying sword and pouch from Fu Yao, weighed them briefly, then opened the pouch and rummaged through it.
"The material of this thing seems rather strange."
Meanwhile, Zhiyuan the Witch outside was still speaking in a mocking tone. "For some reason, it couldn't be digested even after being swallowed, and it has restrictions placed upon it, so ordinary people cannot open or use it... I presume it was personally crafted by the Immortal Venerable?"
What she said was indeed correct.
The pouch looked unremarkable, but it was actually an Alchemical Bag from the Equivalent Exchange Module.
Fang Mo had even enchanted it with Loyalty, Unbreaking, Expansion, Soul Bound, and more. In terms of practicality, it surpassed the cultivation world's Mustard Seed Bags by miles.
"..."
Ignoring her words, Fang Mo directly reached into the pouch and searched through it.
Although it had a Soul Bound enchantment and theoretically could only be opened by its owner, Fang Mo was ultimately the creator god of the block world. His authority stood above everything.
There was not much inside the pouch. Aside from a small bronze mirror, there seemed to be only a few spirit stones and medicinal pills.
However, in one corner of the pouch, Fang Mo noticed a crumpled scrap of cloth. It looked as though it had been cut from clothing,