Storage Bag

Unlike the other synthesizers, the Item Synthesizer had only one slot, and it had neither a prompt nor a question mark.

Like the square opening of an artifact-refining furnace, it waited quietly for Lin Xiao to toss something in and start synthesizing.

Lin Xiao looked around, but there were no suitable materials.

So he looked at his waistband.

He untied it and spread it out.

The waistband used quite a large piece of cloth.

Spread out, it was a piece of coarse cloth two meters long and thirty centimeters wide.

Without hesitation, he tossed it into the slot.

Then he looked at the synthesizer, which showed no reaction, and thought for a while.

With only one piece of cloth tossed in, he naturally didn't expect the synthesizer to turn it into something on the spot.

Based on his past experience using the various synthesizers, Lin Xiao wasn't entirely without a clue.

To make a Storage Bag, the basic material alone was definitely not enough.

He also needed something special.

For the time being, Lin Xiao called these things "catalysts."

Previously, synthesizing things like Law Techniques and spirit fields had required Spirit Stones.

But synthesizing the Peach Blossom Spring Myriad Void Instruction hadn't required Spirit Stones, though he hadn't had any at the time anyway. He had used peach blossom petals from the Ten-Li Peach Blossom Tree instead.

And the Ten-Li Peach Blossom Tree was a Spirit Plant.

Perhaps the synthesizer didn't need Spirit Stones because it needed the objects themselves, but because it needed Spiritual Qi as a "catalyst"?

Lin Xiao wondered if he could directly channel his own Spiritual Power into it instead.

With that thought, Lin Xiao, who had always followed the principle that practice revealed true knowledge, decisively began channeling his Spiritual Power into the slot while continuously imagining what the Storage Bag would be like.

These were good habits he had developed while synthesizing Cultivation Methods and Law Techniques before.

When Lin Xiao stopped supplying his ideas and Spiritual Power, a system notification sounded in his mind.

[Have you finished entering materials?]

Lin Xiao selected yes.

[Item synthesis beginning. Please wait.]

About two minutes later.

To no surprise, yet to his great delight, he saw a pouch lying quietly in his private storage.

The pouch was a little ugly, though. It was drab gray, and its surface looked very old.

Lin Xiao took it out and examined it in his hand.

He couldn't tell anything from looking at it. It was just an ordinary, worn-out pouch.

Lin Xiao took it in both hands and pulled it apart. Its quality was decent; it didn't tear and remained intact.

Lin Xiao then opened the pouch, casually picked up a stone nearby that was clearly much bigger than the pouch, and put it inside.

It went in!

The stone was so large, and the pouch's opening was smaller than his fist. By all rights, it shouldn't have fit.

Yet it went in without a hitch!

Lin Xiao immediately found a somewhat bigger stone and stuffed it in.

That went in too!

So he found an even bigger one...

By the time he had stuffed in the fifth stone, which was as big as his head,

he finally felt that it was full.

Lin Xiao did some calculations.

That was probably also the largest amount the cloth from his waistband could originally have held.

So the size of a Storage Bag made by the synthesizer was determined by how much the cloth used to make it could hold.

Just then, the group who had been cultivating in the grass shelter came out.

They saw Lin Xiao sitting under the peach tree, his clothes in disarray, grinning foolishly at a worn-out pouch.

Lin Yun asked in confusion:

"Erlang, where's your waistband?" He remembered Erlang had been fully dressed before they started cultivating.

Seeing that they had finished cultivating and come out to dig mud, Lin Xiao chuckled and beckoned everyone over.

"Come on, come on. I'll show you something good."

Everyone gathered around, unsure what was going on.

Then they watched Lin Xiao open the worn-out pouch and pull a stone as big as their heads out of it.

Their jaws dropped in astonishment!

But before they could ask any questions, Lin Xiao pulled another stone out of the pouch.

Then another...

Only after they watched Lin Xiao pull five stones, all clearly much bigger than the worn-out pouch that looked smaller than their fists, out of it and stop did they seem to find their voices again.

Jiang Youfu swallowed and said:

"Brother Xiao, are you performing a trick?"

Liu Yunan said:

"Could that be an immortal's pouch? Brother Xiao, did the old immortal give it to you?"

The others hadn't spoken, but it was clear the two had asked exactly what everyone wanted to know.

Lin Xiao didn't answer them directly. Instead, he said to Jiang Youfu:

"Fuzi, untie your waistband and give it to me."

Jiang Youfu obediently untied his waistband, but without it, he had to hold up his trousers himself. He hurriedly sat down on a grass mat beside Lin Xiao.

Then everyone watched Lin Xiao toss the waistband into the air in front of him, where it vanished out of thin air.

Immediately afterward, they saw Lin Xiao raise two fingers on his left hand and extend them forward. Then he closed his eyes and went still.

For some reason, as they watched his movements, everyone gradually held their breath.

After quite a while, they saw his eyes snap open.

Seeing the seven people and one chicken around him all staring at him, Lin Xiao's eyes shone as he wagged his eyebrows at them.

"Wait! You'll find out in a moment."

So everyone waited quietly and patiently.

Before long, they heard Lin Xiao say:

"Done!"

Then everyone saw another worn-out pouch appear in Lin Xiao's hand.

But the color of this pouch...

It wasn't just related to the waistband Fuzi had seen disappear a moment ago-it was exactly the same.

Lin Xiao tossed the pouch to Jiang Youfu, then gestured to the big stones he had pulled out earlier.

"Try it."

Thinking of a possibility, Jiang Youfu picked up one of the largest stones, somewhat surprised and excited. He opened the pouch and stuffed it in.

It really went in!

This worn-out pouch really could hold a lot of things!

Jiang Youfu's eyes lit up at once. Clutching the pouch, he asked Lin Xiao:

"Brother Xiao, can you give me this pouch?"

Lin Xiao smiled and said:

"It's made from your stinky waistband. Who else would fight you for it?"

Beside them, Tietou yanked off his own waistband, handed it to Lin Xiao, and said excitedly:

"Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao, I want one too!"

But he was so excited that he forgot to hold up his trousers. Everyone saw them drop with a swish, exposing a part that couldn't be described.

Sun Yigao hurriedly looked away.

Lin Yun glanced at it and looked away too.

The others weren't so polite. They all began laughing at him.

Tietou wasn't fazed in the least. He calmly pulled up his trousers and urged Lin Xiao again:

"Brother Xiao, hurry and make me one too! I'll use it to carry the mud we dig up later!"

Amused, Lin Xiao nodded and followed the same steps to make one for him too.