The group of cultivators who originally wore expressions of schadenfreude all looked somewhat foolish, unable to believe that this guy's luck was actually this good, gaining entry to the relic so easily.
Chu Mo glanced at the group of people from the corner of his eye and sneered in his heart, "A bunch of idiots, you really think the Netherworld Ancient Sect is kindly hiring you to explore the relic? If it was so easy for you all to explore the relic, why would they share the benefits with you?
Chu Mo showed the storage ring in his hand to the middle-aged cultivator for a moment. It was already prepared, containing mostly common medicinal herbs and some clothes—all very ordinary items.
The middle-aged cultivator frowned and a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes, probably cursing Chu Mo in his heart as a pauper. Then he used his divine sense to sweep over Chu Mo from head to toe, didn't find any other storage devices, nodded slightly, and considered him through the check.
