Chu Yi quickly picked up the large sabre, the blade of which visibly bore dried bloodstains.
There was no doubt, these were certainly items from within the black-haired old man's Storage Bag.
"This treasure is destined to be mine," he declared.
At that moment, everyone was scrambling for the Tribulation Transcendence Pills, so clearly no one was paying attention to the Spirit Stones and Spiritual Artifacts inside the black-haired old man's Storage Bag.
After a thorough examination of the large sabre, which weighed at least twenty or thirty pounds, Chu Yi noticed a seal etched on the hilt.
He guessed it bore the name of the black-haired old man. Because it was very small, and the characters on the seal appeared to be in a different font, Chu Yi couldn't make it out at that moment.
"Looks like it's my lucky day," he muttered, exhilarated.
Chu Yi tucked the large sabre into his own Storage Bag.
