txolops Chapter 2 Storage Bag
Chapter 2 Storage Bag
Inside my own sky island house.
A few pieces of charcoal glowed with a dark red light, roasting the taro until it was slightly charred.
Using fire in the night sea requires extreme caution, as even the slightest light could attract the attention of cultivators hiding in the shadows.
To avoid being seen by others.
He chose to light a fire inside the house.
"Although the first layer of the Night Sea is the lowest level of the Night Sea and is rarely seen by ordinary people, anyone who is there is definitely no ordinary person."
"They're either strange cultivators from the abyss below, or they're like me, hiding to escape."
"We must be on guard."
Ji Yun used a dagger to stab a sweet potato, peeled off the charred skin, and took a bite.
The cooking time was just right.
The taste is alright.
Although he was a cultivator, he had neither fasting pills nor spiritual energy to sustain him, and he would starve to death if he didn't eat for a long time.
Now there's no need to worry anymore.
The yam is incredibly resilient; it can be used as seed by cutting it into pieces. It can grow in dark environments and mature in as little as three months, feeding countless people at the bottom of the night sea.
Bring back a bag of yams and plant them.
There will be a continuous supply of food.
After finishing two yams, Ji Yun scooped up half a ladle of water and slowly drank it down.
They ate and drank their fill.
He then sat down on the edge of the island.
Waiting for my strength to gradually recover.
……
after a while.
Ji Yun took the dagger, grabbed the rope, and went down to the deserted island again.
Light the fire tumbler to check.
All three houses were damaged, with broken doors and windows, their dark openings starkly exposed, giving them a desolate appearance.
We walked to the door of the west wing.
By looking into the house through the doors and windows.
In the center was a main room, with a bedroom on each side, furnished with a half-collapsed wooden bed, several rotten wooden cabinets, and tables and chairs.
Everything was covered in dust.
However, the furnishings and decorations inside the house are all made of high-quality materials and are quite exquisite.
"The previous owner of this floating island must have come from a family that was not poor."
Ji Yun did not go inside. Instead, he turned and went to the main room in the middle, pulled open the rotten wooden door, and then used a flame to illuminate it.
At first glance.
There were three skeletons on the ground.
Two of them were human, but the other one did not resemble a human.
It appears to be a dog.
The three skeletons are depicted in a fighting posture, with a human and a dog joining forces to attack another human. In the end, all three are injured and perish together.
Observe the degree of decay of the remains.
He has probably been dead for fifty or sixty years.
"Storage bag?"
Ji Yun keenly noticed that the clothes on one of the skeletons were intact, and a cloth bag was hanging from its waist.
The bag was jet black, with strange patterns embroidered on it, and spotless.
Taking two steps forward, Ji Yun picked up the storage bag, finding it heavy in his hand.
"It really is a storage bag."
"There seems to be no restriction."
Ji Yun left the house, walked to the edge of the floating island, placed the storage bag on the ground, and sent out a wisp of spiritual energy to test it.
It went surprisingly smoothly.
The bag opened silently, revealing its contents:
Three longswords.
Three cans of Lingmi rice.
Several hundred kilograms of soil.
There were over ten kilograms of gold.
Three pieces of raw spirit stone ore.
Several strange magical artifacts.
There were dozens of scrolls and jade slips.
……
This is clearly the entire fortune of a cultivator; judging from his assets, this person's cultivation level is probably not low.
"Qi Refining Level 2 or 3"
"They are either from prominent families."
Ji Yun nodded to himself.
Storage bags are such a wonderful tool.
It is extremely rare at the bottom of the night sea.
Spirit stones are even more precious and are almost entirely controlled by upper-level cultivators.
There are spirit stone mines near the Ji family's residence. Small spirit stones are scattered across thousands of floating islands, making mining extremely difficult.
Even so, the mine was still controlled by the Chen family of the seventh level of the Night Sea, and was guarded by a cultivator in the mid-stage of Qi Refining year-round.
This skeleton was carrying three spirit stones. Although they were low-grade spirit stones with many impurities and were unprocessed raw ore, they were quite large.
"It's as big as a fist."
"Its value is no less than three ordinary spirit stones."
"Spirit stones can store spiritual energy. With them, one can secretly go to the upper levels, find a secluded place to absorb spiritual energy, and then return to the lower levels to cultivate in peace..."
Ji Yun knew the importance of spirit stones, not only as wealth, but also as the key to his rapid rise at the bottom of the Night Sea.
The upper level is rich in spiritual energy.
It is also more refined.
He stole all three spirit stones, enough for him to cultivate in seclusion for quite some time.
In addition, although this storage bag is not large, it is quite crucial to him and has many uses.
As for the other items in the storage bag, they were insignificant, better than nothing, and could be considered a mere bonus.
"I drifted on the sea at night for a month."
"Finally, an opportunity has come my way."
Ji Yun put the storage bag into his sleeve and walked to his right.
There was only one room left in the east wing, so naturally we couldn't let it go either.
Walk up and take a look
This is a storage room, with a large hole smashed in the roof by drifting pebbles.
Inside, there was a pile of miscellaneous items, including rotten grains, taro, hemp ropes, hoes, hooks, and earthenware pots.
They are all ordinary things.
Not very useful.
After exploring the entire courtyard, Ji Yun stood at the entrance and looked around.
The unclaimed sky island beneath their feet was clearly a level above their own.
This floating island is about seven zhang long and wide, yet it contains three-tenths of a small plot of land, three tiled houses, and a bamboo forest.
The layout is very compact.
There is almost no useless land.
"This island must have fallen from the upper level into the lower level and remained undiscovered for decades, otherwise it would have been taken away long ago."
"Since it is unclaimed."
"Then it's mine."
This is the easiest way; otherwise, you would have to dig away the soil basket by basket, carrying it back and forth for half a day.
In contrast, there weren't many valuable items on their own island, just some tools that could be carried down in one trip.
He turned and walked to the storage room, took a bamboo broom, went to the main room and swept out the three skeletons, then threw them directly off the island.
In his previous life, he was born into a demonic sect.
He's also quite skilled at crafting corpse puppets.
However, we have no crafting materials on hand, and the three skeletons have been dead for too long, so they have no crafting value and are of no use.
The skeleton slowly fell into the abyss.
"Perhaps these are the remains of three cultivators."
"It will also trigger a bloody battle in some deep layer of the abyss."
Ji Yun looked down at the scene and felt a strange emotion rising in her heart.
This is the Night Sea.
What upper-level cultivators casually discard as trash is treasure to those on the lower levels.
Some people would rather burn their garbage to ashes than throw it to the lower floors.
Fortunately, he's not that kind of person.
What's the point of keeping useless things? It's better to give those below a chance...
……
On the first layer of the night sea, it is difficult to distinguish between day and night; one can only vaguely see the faint light on the upper horizon, indicating that dawn is approaching.
After a night of tidying up.
Ji Yun has already cleaned up the Sky Island.
All the previous owner's belongings were cleared away, and several tiled houses were also tidied up.
The fields were roughly turned over.
Cut the yam into pieces and plant them.
Besides yam, there were several other grain crops and medicinal herbs in the field, but unfortunately, they had all died because no one took care of them.
"Looks good."
Ji Yun is very satisfied with her new home.
He sat cross-legged on a futon in the center of the main room, his gaze passing through a half-rotten wooden door, where he could see the entire Sky Island.
Although it was pitch black, you could still make out the outlines; houses were houses, and land was land.
in Apple pie order.
Refreshed.
However, the wooden door of the main house and the roof of the east house could only be left to rot for the time being, as there was no wood available to repair them.
"The food has been taken care of."
"There is still some spiritual energy in the spirit stone. If you absorb it into your body and then use the Cloud and Rain Technique to draw out the damp mist, you will have water."
"No worries about food and clothing."
"It's time to start cultivating."
"In my previous life, I had ordinary talent and an unstable foundation. I could only condense a low-grade Golden Core and eventually died in the Golden Core Tribulation."
"In this life, I was born into a poor family, and my aptitude is even worse than in my previous life."
"To attain the Nascent Soul stage, one needs perfect Foundation Establishment, a superior Golden Core, and multiple auspicious connections to have even a sliver of hope."
"I need a lot of resources, but the cultivation environment in the Night Sea is so harsh that I must choose the right cultivation method."
Ji Yun closed his eyes and recalled that in his previous life, he had reached the late stage of the Golden Core realm and had come into contact with many top-level cultivation techniques from both the righteous and demonic paths.
I pondered for a moment.
He has made his decision.
The most suitable method for the current situation is the "Supreme Response Method".