Those dozen or so Storage Bags were spoils from the mission to wipe out the Huang Household. Liu Yu had taken them into the Immortal Mansion rather than bringing them out for the shared distribution.
Not one of these Storage Bags was low-grade. Their owners had all been at least at late Qi Refining and certainly counted as the Huang Household's "elite cultivators." Their fortunes far exceeded those of ordinary Huang Household cultivators, and Liu Yu had deliberately picked them out.
One Storage Bag bore a different design and looked smaller and more exquisite than the others. It stood out at a glance. This was the one he had looted from Huang Yonghua, the son of the Huang Household's patriarch, Huang Yicheng.
As the Huang Household's young patriarch, his wealth would certainly have far exceeded that of an ordinary Qi Refining Cultivator.
With that thought and a faint trace of anticipation, Liu Yu picked up the smaller, more exquisite Middle-grade Storage Bag, injected a thread of magical power, and tipped its opening downward.
Storage Bags were merely the lowest-grade spatial magical artifacts. They required no refinement; injecting magical power was enough to open them.
Clatter.
A pile of objects immediately spilled out onto the Wooden Bed.
First came several high- and middle-grade magical artifacts and a pile of roughly two hundred Spirit Stones, followed by a handful of Spirit Talismans and several jade bottles of varying sizes, which presumably contained pills for cultivation, healing, and the like.
Last came a small jade box, tightly sealed, its contents unknown.
Aside from these, there were also several thin booklets and some women's intimate garments.
These things were worth around a thousand Spirit Stones, more than an ordinary Qi Refining Cultivator's entire fortune. To Liu Yu as he was now, however, they were