Items Inside the Ring

Seedling carefully pinched the ring between her fingers and examined it closely.

When she infused a thread of spiritual power into it, an invisible ripple immediately spread across the ring's surface, and her fingertips could feel the fluctuations of space.

"Sure enough, it's a Storage Ring."

Her heart settled, and she spoke softly.

Compared to the common Storage Pouch, a Storage Ring was not only smaller and more discreet, but its interior space was often far more spacious as well.

This ring alone could fetch at least several hundred Spirit Stones.

At the thought, Seedling's anticipation for the items inside grew even stronger.

She hesitated no longer, slowly circulating the spiritual power within her body and steadily sending it into the ring.

Fortunately, there were no restrictions placed on the ring, and her spiritual power entered it without the slightest hindrance.

Next, she gathered a wisp of divine sense and sent it probing into the ring as well.

Inside was a space roughly the size of a small wooden hut, with quite a few items scattered about within.

Seedling's divine sense carefully identified them one by one, and an irrepressible delight gradually bloomed across her face.

She raised her head, her eyes sparkling as she looked at her father, her voice brimming with excitement:

"Dad, we really struck it lucky this time! There are so many treasures inside!"

With a thought from her, a faint gleam flashed across the ring.

With a soft rustle, a small pile of glittering stones about the size of fingertips appeared out of thin air on the table.

Jiang Fu'an leaned closer and asked uncertainly:

"These... are Spirit Stones?"

He had never seen Spirit Stones before.

"That's right, these are Lower-Grade Spirit Stones."

Seedling could not hide the smile at the corners of her lips:

"I counted them roughly just now. There are eight hundred and eighty in total!

"The table is too small to hold them all, so I only took out a portion."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fu'an's face relaxed into a smile as well.

This was a huge fortune!

It was enough for him, Yue'er, and Stone to cultivate for a very long time.

Seedling lightly brushed a finger across the ring, and the pile of Spirit Stones on the table vanished in an instant.

Then the faint light flashed again, and dozens of porcelain bottles in varying styles were neatly arranged atop the table.

She rolled up her sleeves and began inspecting them one by one.

She pulled out each stopper, either sniffing lightly or pouring out the pills for a closer look.

After identifying them, she turned and explained them to her father:

"This bottle contains Grain-Avoidance Pills. Eat one, and you won't feel hungry for several days. They're probably worth a few Spirit Stones."

"These are Clear Spirit Pills, a rather universal antidote.

"No matter what poison you've been afflicted with, taking one may not immediately neutralize it, but it can at least ease the symptoms."

"Mm... I don't recognize this bottle. I've never seen it before."

When she picked up the next white porcelain bottle, her voice rose noticeably:

"These are Spirit-Gathering Pills! They're used to break through the bottlenecks of Qi Refining Mid-Stage and Qi Refining Late-Stage. They're extremely precious.

"One pill can sell for several dozen Spirit Stones, and they're often impossible to find even with money.

"Unfortunately, there's only one in this bottle."

She picked up a slightly larger jade bottle, her tone becoming more relaxed:

"These are Qi-Nourishing Pills. Dad, you know about them—they're used to assist cultivation.

"This bottle is full. There should be more than thirty pills inside."

As Jiang Fu'an listened to his daughter's introduction, he silently calculated the value in his heart.

Even setting aside the ones they did not recognize, the pills they could identify alone were probably worth a few hundred Spirit Stones.

After taking stock of the pills, Seedling put every one of them back into the ring.

The ring flashed, and a stack of neatly cut talisman paper appeared in her hand.

Jiang Fu'an focused his gaze and saw that the top sheet was covered in intricate, winding patterns, with a faint spiritual glow occasionally flowing between its lines.

This was clearly not blank talisman paper, but completed talismans.

After observing them for a moment, Seedling began introducing them one by one:

"This is a first-rank lower-grade Fireball Talisman.

"After activation, it can fire a fireball. It's quite powerful and is probably worth one Spirit Stone."

"This is a first-rank middle-grade Rejuvenation Talisman. Stick it onto your body when using it, and it can quickly restore your stamina. It also has some effect on external injuries.

"It's probably worth four or five Spirit Stones. It's a good thing for saving your life."

"This is a first-rank upper-grade Divine Movement Talisman. It is also used by sticking it onto your body.

"After activation, your body becomes exceptionally light, and you can run as swift as the wind.

"This one is worth at least ten Spirit Stones. It's especially useful whether you're chasing enemies or fleeing for your life in a critical moment..."

This time, Jiang Fu'an listened with exceptional focus, his eyes barely leaving the talismans in his daughter's hands.

If everything went smoothly, perhaps within two years of returning, he could try learning how to draw talismans himself.

After hearing Seedling's explanation, he discovered that talismans truly came in a dazzling variety, each with different uses.

If used properly, they could absolutely produce unexpected results in battle, even allowing the weaker side to turn defeat into victory.

After introducing the talismans, Seedling took several palm-sized objects from the ring and placed them on the table.

Jiang Fu'an looked closely:

A jade-green object like a real leaf, a miniature short sword, and a tiny round shield.

Seedling first picked up the "leaf" and infused it with a little spiritual power.

The "leaf" seemed to come alive, glowing with a layer of green light before rapidly expanding.

In the blink of an eye, it became a jade-green leaf over a meter long, hovering a few inches above the table.

"Dad, this is a flying magical artifact. It can carry people through the air."

As Seedling introduced it, her sparkling eyes remained fixed on it, her tone filled with longing:

"However, cultivators at Qi Refining Early-Stage have too little spiritual power. They probably wouldn't be able to fly far before exhausting it all.

"You have to wait until Qi Refining Late-Stage before you can control it for long periods."

In her daily life, she often saw the senior brothers and sisters in the sect flying on their artifacts and weaving through the clouds. She had no idea how many times she had envied them.

She stared at it for a while longer before restoring the enlarged leaf to its original form and setting it back on the table.

Next, she picked up the small sword and shield and infused them with spiritual power as well.

The short sword let out a soft buzz, cold light flashing across its blade as it expanded to around three feet long;

The small shield expanded at the same time, transforming into a round shield with a metallic sheen.

"These are a flying sword and a shield, both upper-grade magical artifacts.

"Each is worth several hundred Spirit Stones. I heard they're commonly used by Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators against enemies.

"Controlling upper-grade magical artifacts places great demands on both spiritual power and divine sense. At the very least, a Qi Refining Late-Stage cultivator is needed to wield them freely."

Seeing that his daughter had no intention of taking out anything else, Jiang Fu'an casually asked:

"Is that all?"

To his surprise, two crimson blushes suddenly flew across Seedling's cheeks, and she replied softly:

"There's also a cultivation manual."

As she spoke, another booklet appeared in her hand.

The booklet's cover was a striking red.

Jiang Fu'an leaned forward and saw five words written on the cover: Dragon-Phoenix Twin Cauldron Art.

Combined with his daughter's shy and bashful expression, he understood at once—

This was probably a dual cultivation technique.