As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but endless ocean.
Lu Xuan stood at the bow, filled with regret.
He hadn't seen Big Stomach Bag again throughout the journey.
What a letdown...
We'd been "friends through life and death" for so long, and he wouldn't even see me off?
Night fell. The Milky Way stretched across the heavens.
Inside the cabin, Lu Xuan's spirits lifted.
The cooldowns on the Spacetime Dice and the Spacetime Fishing Rod had reset.
Lu Xuan casually tossed the Spacetime Dice, not even bothering to check the result. It seemed to be a begonia blossom?
Whatever. Who gave a damn?
He quietly waited for the flower to bloom~
He honestly wasn't holding out much hope anymore.
Then a gleam of excitement lit up Lu Xuan's eyes.
"I thought this Spacetime Fishing Rod was another dubious piece of junk, but last time it actually struck gold and dropped a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!"
"What will it be this time?"
Lu Xuan cast the rod. "Keep the riches coming!"
The space-time before him rippled like the surface of water.
Something flew straight toward Lu Xuan's face.
Fortunately, with his previous experiences to draw on, Lu Xuan caught it firmly!
It felt silky in his hand.
Lu Xuan took a look. It was a Storage Pouch, giving off a faint fragrance that smelled somewhat familiar.
Ding! Congratulations, host! You have obtained one of Pontiff Bibi Dong's Storage Soul Tools!
What the hell?
Why was it Pontiff Bibi Dong again?
Thinking of the Spacetime Fishing Rod's name, Lu Xuan couldn't help growing suspicious. Could all the system's rewards have been stolen from another space-time?
Could this Storage Soul Tool, just like the dudou last time, have been taken from the same unfortunate victim?!