"Huh?!" Li Xiaoya suddenly sat up, his eyes fixed on a patch of black on the ceiling that stood out from its surroundings. "A Storage Pouch?!" he cried delightedly. Now that he could see what it was, he could not help exclaiming in joy. He sprang up and plucked the Storage Pouch down.
The Storage Pouch was as black as ink, without the slightest gleam, as though it absorbed light.
"Haha! I wonder what treasures are inside!" Li Xiaoya said excitedly. He sent his divine sense into the Storage Pouch, but no matter how he probed it, his divine sense bounced back the instant it touched the pouch.
"Did its owner place restrictions on it?" After fiddling with it for a while, Li Xiaoya spoke in frustration. Disappointment washed over him, and he plopped down on the ground. On second thought, it made sense. Which of these High-Ranked Cultivators did not possess vast divine abilities? Naturally, they would place restrictions on something as important as a Storage Pouch, preventing a low-level cultivator like him from opening it.
Li Xiaoya lay down on the soft Beast Hide. Strangely enough, before long, he grew drowsy and drifted off to sleep.
At Little Mirror Lake on Jade Bamboo Peak, in the Heavenly Dao Sect.
Five cultivators stood by the lake, talking. A closer look revealed that three of them were none other than the Three Immortals of the Heavenly Dao. The other two were Dong Santong and Liu Xian'er, who stood respectfully behind Buddha Xuanmen and Fairy Qingxia, respectively.
"San Tong!" Buddha Xuanmen suddenly broke off his conversation with the other two immortals and called to Dong Santong.
"Your disciple is here!" Dong Santong replied respectfully at once. His trip to Spiritlight Lake had made him considerably more composed.
"Mm!" Buddha Xuanmen nodded