After sorting through everything that had happened during this trip to Divine Ape Valley from beginning to end, Ye Yun finally took the Storage Bag from his chest.
This harvest was unlike the one from Clearwind Stronghold, where everything had been of the same type. It was a motley assortment, filled with all manner of strange and bizarre items.
He first took out the Storage Bag he had obtained from Liao Qingxuan. It was a dark red Storage Bag, seemingly refined with some kind of blood, which had formed this color after drying.
Ye Yun sank his consciousness into the Storage Bag. In the next instant, a space roughly three zhang wide appeared before his eyes, several times larger than his own Storage Bag.
At this moment, more than half of that three-zhang space was filled. Some items had originally belonged to Liao Qingxuan, while others were things Ye Yun had acquired in Divine Ape Valley.
Faced with this huge pile of crammed belongings, Ye Yun could not help but feel his head swell. After a moment of silence, he began sorting through them anyway.
After a bout of busy work that lasted over two hours, Ye Yun finally finished organizing everything inside the Storage Bag.
Most of these items had been carried by the martial artists who had died in Divine Ape Valley. There was not much among them that he could use.
As for the rest, they had originally belonged to Liao Qingxuan.
Among all these things, only five caught Ye Yun's eye. The rest were ordinary, unremarkable items.
The first was Spirit Stones. In Liao Qingxuan's Storage Bag, he found more than a hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones. The instant Ye Yun saw them, he was utterly dumbfounded.
Although he had already held great expectations for Liao Qingxuan's