Storage Ring

Storage pouch?

"If it's a storage-type magical artifact, our Treasure Pavilion certainly isn't lacking." Mu Qianqian immediately inquired about Ye Chuan's capacity requirements and preferences.

Upon learning that it was preferably for a girl—perhaps even something aesthetically pleasing—Mu Qianqian promptly instructed a nearby attendant to prepare suitable options. Shortly after, the attendant returned with a tray.

"This is a storage ring, crafted from Spirit-Containing Stone. Not only is it visually appealing, but its storage function is also quite impressive."

With that, Mu Qianqian handed the ring to Ye Chuan.

"..." Ye Chuan took it and channeled his spiritual energy, quickly discovering an interior space of about 50-60 square meters—indeed quite spacious.

"Hmm..."

Noticing Ye Chuan's hesitation, Mu Qianqian asked, "Immortal Xi Xi, is there something unsatisfactory about it?"

"It's good. Do you have more?" Ye Chuan said.

Originally, he had intended to buy it for Bai Qianshuang. But now that he saw how nice the ring was, he thought of getting one for Luo Xi as well.

"You mean you'd like another one?"

"Mn."

Mu Qianqian smiled. If that was all, then it was simple—the Treasure Pavilion had no shortage of such storage artifacts.

After a brief instruction, the attendant brought out another ring.

"Alright, I'll take both. How much?"

"Normally, these storage rings cost 100 spirit crystals each. But since fate has brought us together, we’ll gift them to you this time," Mu Qianqian said.

Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow. This woman knew how to play the game.

"Fine." Ye Chuan didn’t hesitate, directly accepting both rings.

Mu Qianqian escorted Ye Chuan all the way out of the Treasure Pavilion before returning to the VIP lounge and sitting down.

"Manager Mu, aren’t you curious about the origins of so many cultivation manuals?" an appraiser couldn’t help but ask.

"With this many manuals, it’s impossible they were collected one by one." Mu Qianqian lightly tapped the table with her fingers. "The Qingyun Sect reportedly experienced a strange heavenly tribulation recently—one that destroyed their Scripture Pavilion, causing all the manuals inside to vanish."

"You mean..."

"Remember our Treasure Pavilion’s rule?"

"Never question the origins of treasures, never pry into a guest’s identity," the appraiser recited immediately.

"Mn, good. Remember it well. Anyone can sell treasures here—whether they were stolen or seized, it doesn’t matter." Mu Qianqian stood up.

"Sort these manuals properly."

"Yes."

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Meanwhile, since he planned to stay in Tianqian City for a few days, Ye Chuan found an inn to settle in temporarily.

"Any rooms available?" Ye Chuan asked the inn clerk.

"Ah, Immortal, with the Treasure Pavilion’s upcoming auction, rooms are in high demand. Only the Celestial Suite remains. Would you...?" the clerk trailed off.

"Celestial Suite? How much?"

"100 spirit stones per night," the clerk said—a price far beyond what ordinary cultivators could afford.

Whenever rooms ran short, many cultivators opted to save their spirit stones, even spending the night at a simple tea stall by the city walls rather than staying at an expensive inn.

"Here, five nights’ worth." Ye Chuan tossed five spirit crystals to the clerk.

Money wasn’t an issue.

"Right this way!" The clerk immediately became deferential.

The Celestial Suite was spacious, but Ye Chuan didn’t particularly care—he wasn’t planning to actually stay the night.

After lying down on the soft bed, he directly saved his adventure progress.

[Save and exit the adventure?]

That’s enough for today. Time to log off.

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Back in the real world.

The familiar bed, the familiar window, the familiar evening breeze carrying its familiar comfort.

Ye Chuan gazed at the indigo sky before slowly settling onto the bed.

After the adventure ended, Ye Chuan noticed that perhaps because his spirit crystals had exceeded 10,000, new items had unlocked in the medicinal field.

[Seed of the World Tree: 9,999,999,999 spirit crystals]

Ye Chuan: "..."

What the hell?

He even counted the digits again, confirming the absurdly astronomical requirement.

Feeling his vision darken, Ye Chuan simply watered the immortal herb seeds before exiting the menu.

Time to sleep.

The night passed uneventfully—no X-rated activities.

The next morning, Ye Chuan woke early. Stepping out of his room, he was immediately greeted by the aroma of breakfast.

In the kitchen, a black-haired girl with waist-length locks was preparing the meal, her slender figure barely concealed by her loose pajamas as she tied an apron around her waist.

Sensing Ye Chuan standing not far behind her, Bai Qianshuang—currently holding a spatula—seemed slightly flustered. Her beautiful eyes flickered before she finally turned around.

"Ye Chuan, you’re awake?"

"Mn." Ye Chuan responded, noticing the faint blush on Bai Qianshuang’s snow-white cheeks.

Is this girl… embarrassed?

Did I do something strange?

It took him a moment to remember—likely because he’d spent an extra day in the Tianxuan Continent—that he’d hugged Bai Qianshuang in her room last night.

"I-I last night, actually…" Bai Qianshuang couldn’t meet his eyes, though she hadn’t truly resisted his embrace. After stammering for a bit, she sighed softly.

"I didn’t mean to… yesterday."

"It’s fine. I was the one who overstepped." Ye Chuan shook his head. "You were just too adorable—I couldn’t help hugging you. My mistake."

Bai Qianshuang: "?!"

Her eyelashes fluttered rapidly, as if trying to suppress the emotions welling up inside. She shoved a plate into Ye Chuan’s hands. "E-eat breakfast first!"

Ye Chuan glanced at the plate—raw sweet potatoes, completely unsteamed.

Hmm…

How am I supposed to eat this?

"Good morning!" Just as the atmosphere grew awkward, a head popped out of the wall, its cheeks as soft and bouncy as gummy candy.

"Morning." Ye Chuan glanced at Lan Xiaoke, who still enjoyed emerging from walls. Then, as if remembering something, he turned back to Bai Qianshuang.

"Oh, Qianshuang, this is for you."

He pulled out the storage ring from his backpack.

"What’s this?"

"A storage ring."

Bai Qianshuang seemed surprised. "Where did you get this?"

"Secret." Ye Chuan grinned.

"To think it can hold so much…" Bai Qianshuang experimentally stored and retrieved the spatula and plates, her delicate fingers tracing the ring’s surface.

"Thank you…"

It had been a long time since she’d had a storage artifact, and she couldn’t help feeling a little nostalgic.

As her voice faded, Ye Chuan felt his phone vibrate—another increase in affection points, no doubt.

He wondered when Bai Qianshuang would max out her affection. She was probably the fastest.

As he continued eating, he noticed a pair of eyes fixed on him.

Turning, he saw Lan Xiaoke sprawled on the table, her round eyes staring intently. When their gazes met, she blinked rapidly, as if trying to sparkle.

"What?"

"Where's my ring~" Lan Xiaoke cooed, leaning in closer and giving Ye Chuan's thigh a playful pinch. "Hehe, a storage ring sounds so badass."

"Nope," Ye Chuan replied, mimicking her tone.

"Wuwu."