The writings on the parchment were ancient and rustic, exuding an indescribable charm as if embodying a profound principle of the great Dao.
This was left by the owner of the cave, Di Lintian!
When Ye Chen saw this piece of parchment, he immediately regretted pounding his chest and stomping his feet, almost knocking himself dead against the giant rock beneath him.
"Qiankun Bag!"
Eventually, Ye Chen found the precious Qiankun Bag he had discarded among several pieces of broken rocks.
"This pouch is actually a storage treasure!"
Fang Ruolan also showed a face of astonishment, staring at the pouch in Ye Chen's hand in disbelief.
"Do you know this is a storage treasure?" Ye Chen asked.
Fang Ruolan's expression seemed to suggest she knew something about the Qiankun Bag.
"Storage treasures come in many forms; it could be a belt, a ring, or even a small pouch like this..."
