Zhao Lin said gratefully, "Elder, your words have been a revelation and cleared away all my confusion."
Lu Yuanxiu dismissed it. "You would have figured this out on your own sooner or later. I merely gave you a reminder, that's all."
After he spoke, he lightly patted his robes at his waist, and a jade slip suddenly appeared in his hand.
Zhao Lin's gaze fell upon a round, octagonal beast-skin bag beneath Lu Yuanxiu's robes. Strange Array Patterns were etched on its surface, and it emitted faint fluctuations of Spiritual Power. Zhao Lin's eyebrows jumped.
'That's not a storage pouch... it's a Qiankun Bag!'
Although he had never seen one before, Lu Yuanxiu's beast-skin bag was exactly like the Qiankun Bags described in rumors.
In the year since he'd joined the sect, this was his first time seeing a Qiankun Bag in person. Such spatial treasures were incredibly rare and expensive—not even Dean Zhou or the two elders possessed one.
