Drip, drip, drip...
In a cavern where icy water dripped down, A Ling kept digging at the ground with a little hoe. As she dug, she said, "This should be the last one."
Ye Han walked over and casually reached out. The loose stones on the surface tumbled aside, and two Storage Bags and a Space Ring flew out...
Ye Han caught the two Storage Bags and the Space Ring, looking satisfied. This had truly exceeded his expectations. He had thought he would lose quite a few of the spatial treasures he carried during the teleportation. Even losing one would have been an enormous loss to him...
He truly had not expected that not a single one had been lost. A Ling and her father had buried them all, taking the precaution of hiding them in several separate places...
Had they harbored other intentions in doing so?
Ye Han felt they had. After all, he had looked close to death at the time. If he really had died, wouldn't these things have become A Ling and her father's possessions?
But as mortals, they had no way to open these Space Rings and Storage Bags. Even cultivators with decent cultivation below the Void Refinement Stage would have been unable to do so...
Still, the radiance and aura emanating from these Space Rings alone were extraordinary. Even selling them as ordinary jewelry for gold and silver would have fetched a considerable sum, at least enough to support A Ling and her father for the rest of their lives...
So it was understandable that they had hidden these things away. It was also thanks to their hiding them that Ye Han had avoided even greater losses...
After all, if other cultivators had taken these things, or if the pair had already sold them,