Storage Bag

Unlike other synthesizers, this item synthesizer only had a single grid slot, and it had neither prompt words nor question marks.

Like the square opening of an artifact-refining furnace, it quietly waited for Lin Xiao to throw things in to begin synthesizing.

Lin Xiao looked around; there were no suitable materials.

So, he looked at his waistband.

He untied his waistband and spread it out.

The area of the fabric used for his waistband was actually quite large.

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

Without hesitation, he threw the waistband straight in.

Then, looking at the unresponsive synthesizer, he pondered for a moment.

With only a piece of cloth thrown in, he naturally didn't expect the synthesizer to just magically synthesize something out of it on the spot.

Based on his past experiences using various synthesizers, Lin Xiao wasn't completely clueless about this.

To make a storage bag, basic materials alone were definitely not enough.

Some special things were also needed.

Lin Xiao temporarily referred to these things as catalysts.

Previously, when synthesizing things like spells and spirit fields, spirit stones were required.

However, when synthesizing the Myriad Voids of the Peach Blossom Source Incantation, spirit stones weren't needed (though he didn't have any at the time anyway); he had used peach blossom petals from the Ten-Mile Peach Tree.

And the Ten-Mile Peach Tree was a spiritual plant.

Perhaps the synthesizer needed spirit stones not because it required the physical item of a spirit stone, but because it needed spiritual energy as a catalyst?

Lin Xiao then thought, could he also directly input his own spiritual power into it?

With this thought, Lin Xiao, who always adhered to the principle that true knowledge comes from practice, decisively began to inject his spiritual power into the grid, while simultaneously visualizing the concept of a storage bag in his mind.

These were all good habits he had developed from previously synthesizing cultivation methods and spells.

When Lin Xiao stopped inputting his concepts and spiritual power, a system prompt sounded in his mind.

Is the material input complete?

Lin Xiao selected yes.

Item synthesis beginning, please wait.

About two minutes later.

Unsurprisingly yet to his great delight, he saw a pouch lying quietly in his private inventory.

It was just that this pouch was a bit ugly, dusty grey, and looked very old on the surface.

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

He couldn't see anything special about it; it was just a very ordinary, tattered pouch.

Lin Xiao held it with both hands and pulled at the sides. The quality was okay; it didn't tear and remained completely intact.

Lin Xiao opened the pouch again, casually picked up a stone from nearby that was obviously much larger than the pouch, and put it inside.

It went in!

Such a large stone shouldn't have been able to fit through the pouch's opening, which was smaller than his fist.

Yet it went in without any obstruction!

Lin Xiao immediately found an even larger stone and stuffed it in.

It went in again!

So he found an even larger one...

Until the stone he stuffed in was the fifth one, about the size of his head.

Only then did he feel it was full.

Lin Xiao calculated.

This was probably the maximum volume that the piece of cloth from his waistband could originally hold.

So the size of the storage bag synthesized by the synthesizer was exactly the capacity that the used fabric could hold.

At this time, the group of people who had been cultivating in the thatched shed came out.

Then they saw Lin Xiao sitting under the peach tree, disheveled and giggling foolishly at a tattered pouch.

Lin Yun asked in confusion:

"Erlang, where is your waistband?" He remembered Erlang was fully dressed before they started cultivating.

Seeing that they had finished their cultivation and were ready to go dig mud, Lin Xiao chuckled and waved to the crowd:

"Come here, quick, let me show you something good."

The crowd gathered around, not knowing what was going on.

Then they watched as Lin Xiao held the tattered pouch, opened it, and pulled out a stone the size of their heads.

Everyone was stunned with amazement!

However, before they could ask questions, they saw Lin Xiao pull out another stone from the pouch.

Then another one...

It wasn't until they watched Lin Xiao pull out five stones, which were obviously much larger than the tattered pouch itself—an opening smaller than their fists—before he stopped, that the crowd seemed to find their voices.

Jiang Youfu gulped and said:

"Brother Xiao, are you doing a magic trick?"

Liu Yunan said:

"Could this be an immortal's pouch? Brother Xiao, did an old immortal gift it to you?"

Although the others didn't speak, it was obvious that what the two asked was exactly what everyone wanted to ask.

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. However, without it, he had to hold his pants up himself, so he quickly sat down on the straw mat next to Lin Xiao.

Then everyone watched as Lin Xiao tossed the waistband into the air in front of him, and it vanished into thin air.

Immediately after, they saw Lin Xiao raise two fingers of his left hand, point them forward, and close his eyes, remaining motionless.

For some reason, watching his actions, everyone gradually held their breath.

After quite a while, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at the seven people and one chicken around him all staring at him intently, Lin Xiao's eyes sparkled as he wiggled his eyebrows at everyone and said:

"Just wait! You'll know in a moment."

So the crowd waited quietly and patiently.

Not long after, they heard Lin Xiao say:

"It's done!"

Then everyone saw that another tattered pouch had appeared in Lin Xiao's hand.

It was just that the color of this pouch...

Regarding Fuzi's vanished waistband, you couldn't say they were completely unrelated; you could only say they were exactly the same.

Lin Xiao tossed the pouch to Jiang Youfu, then gestured toward the large stones he had just taken out:

"Try it."

Thinking of a possibility, Jiang Youfu picked up the largest stone with some surprise and excitement, opened the pouch, and stuffed it inside.

It actually went in!

This tattered pouch! It could actually hold a lot of things!

Jiang Youfu's eyes immediately lit up. Hugging the pouch, he asked Lin Xiao:

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

Lin Xiao smiled and said:

"It was made from your stinky waistband, who else is going to fight you for it?"

Tietou, who was standing to the side, yanked off his own waistband and handed it to Lin Xiao, saying excitedly:

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

However, he was too excited and forgot to hold his pants up. As a result, everyone saw Tietou's pants drop with a swoosh, revealing his unmentionables.

Sun Yigao hurriedly looked away.

Lin Yun glanced over and also looked away.

The others weren't so polite and started laughing at him one after another.

Tietou wasn't embarrassed at all. He calmly pulled up his pants and urged Lin Xiao again:

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

Lin Xiao nodded in amusement and followed the exact same process to make one for him as well.