Two Spirit Coins—not even worth a single Spirit Stone. When had the gifts of fortune he bestowed ever been this cheap?
If Dao Brother found out, wouldn't he laugh at me?
"The opportunity you missed is in there. Take it out."
Xiao Fan didn't dare refuse. He sent his awareness into his Storage Ring.
He saw all kinds of souvenirs piled together like a small mountain.
Are there really this many? Did Senior Confusion haul over the entire souvenir shop?
Soon, that familiar stirring appeared again. He focused his awareness on a corner and willed something out.
The souvenir cup he had returned to the clerk earlier appeared in his hand.
"Infuse it with spiritual energy."
Xiao Fan obediently did as he was told. He tore open the packaging and infused it with spiritual energy.
Ding~
As that wisp of spiritual energy flowed in, a soft glow lit up. The outer layer of the cup seemed to be peeling away.
In just a few seconds, the entire outer layer had fallen off.
Gone were the exquisite patterns and the antique appearance. In their place was a delicate, beautiful white jade cup, faint rosy light flowing across its surface.
"Senior, what is this?"
"A cup."
Xiao Fan: "..."
The next moment, the vast white space began to contract, and the surrounding scenery seemed to return.
Hm?
No, that wasn't right!
The returning scenery wasn't outside the hospital. It was... his own home.
Sunlight streamed through the window into the living room. On the coffee table sat the half-glass of water he hadn't finished that morning.
"Go on, try it. You should know how to use it."
How could I possibly...
He was about to say something when some hazy, indistinct images suddenly surfaced in his mind. Strange figures held jade cups