When Chen Miao took the scissors out of the mirror space he had built himself, he smiled despite the discomfort wracking his body from depleted soul power. A storage space!
Back when he had first obtained the notes and learned that this world had ghosts and yin cultivation, all sorts of ideas had crossed Chen Miao's mind. Flying on a sword, walking through the air, and, naturally, the storage spaces that were indispensable in cultivation stories.
Yet the more he learned about yin cultivation, the more that idea faded, until he stopped hoping for it altogether.
Perhaps the closest thing to a storage space was the Notes on Achieving Divinity in the Mortal World in his possession.
But the notes' item pages could only store materials produced by the notes and the finished products made from them, not other objects.
That was certainly useful, but it still was not what Chen Miao remembered from those stories.
If even the notes had such limitations, how could Chen Miao hope to obtain a storage space in reality?
He had not even dared think much about storage bags. After all, even an organization like the Administration still carried cases when its people went out.
But who could have imagined that, while out earning some extra cash, he would casually accept a task and obtain a Mystic Art that could create storage spaces? All Chen Miao could say was that fate worked in mysterious ways.
Chen Miao could not explain precisely how this storage space had formed.
But it probably had something to do with some of Mirror Space’s properties.
After he used the Mirror Realm to construct an enclosed space and "glued" its boundaries together with soul power, a small mirror space appeared, separate from the larger space inside mirrors. This little mirror