He Shoufeng's elixir qi still lingered on his Storage Bag.
Although he was dead and the divine soul imprint inside the Storage Bag had vanished, an item of this kind was still not easily breached.
But as Fang Shu examined it, he released a wisp of dragon qi with a whoosh, sending it toward the Storage Bag.
Now that he had formed his golden core, his Dao Insect vision was even more subtle and profound than before. A single glance let him grasp the various openings in the Storage Bag.
With this wondrous ability aiding him, opening the Storage Bag was already considerably easier for him than for ordinary immortals. With dragon qi's suppressive effect on immortal arts added to the mix, his speed far surpassed theirs.
Sure enough, in barely a dozen breaths, He Shoufeng's Storage Bag was opened, suffering almost no damage.
Fang Shu probed inside with his divine sense and immediately found that the Storage Bag had a sizable interior.
He could not help clicking his tongue in wonder. "They're both Ten-Tribulation Artifacts, yet this fellow He's Storage Bag is two or three times larger than the one I paid a fortune for."
At the same time, the things stored inside the bag appeared in his mind one after another, leaving his thoughts buzzing.
Several spirit stones flew out of the bag and landed in his hand.
He rubbed and toyed with them, delight suffusing his face.
These were top-grade spirit stones, suited to golden core immortals. A single one was worth a hundred mid-grade spirit stones.
Back then, he had sold off a great deal of his possessions in the Scarlet City Immortal Prefecture, only to receive a few hundred in total.
And now, the number of top-grade spirit stones inside He Shoufeng's Storage Bag reached