'I need to reflect, this time when I saw my enemy, I couldn't control myself.'
Fang Xi spread out two storage bags, one exquisite and the other crude, as a silent reminder to himself.
Killing people for their treasures is thrilling, but if one becomes the victim of such a fate, it's not so splendid anymore.
Fang Xi, who now owned a treasure trove, did not want to end up like that.
After calming his emotions, he first picked up the crude storage bag.
This storage bag belonged to Yingsong, whose magic power was weak, and since Fang Xi was already in the mid Qi Refining Stage, it took only the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to unlock it.
Inside the storage bag was indeed a space of similar size to the one Fang Xi had previously carried, containing two stacks of talismans, about a dozen spirit stones, and some clothing and miscellaneous items.
Even, Fang Xi suspected that so many talismans might not actually belong to Yingsong but were life-saving items given by Qi Liu.
