Tang Feng's haul for the day had still been pretty good, and upon returning to the villa, he didn't disturb Mu Qingwan. In his room, he unlocked the prohibitions on the Small Sumeru Ring.
For him, such prohibitions were easy to overcome.
A dozen low-quality spirit stones and two vials of medicine liquid.
Tang Feng took a whiff and determined it was probably for body refining, containing quite a few superior medicinal ingredients, most of them over a hundred years old.
Whomever dealt with this batch of refining liquid was simply wasting resources.
Huh!
What's this?
Tang Feng curiously took out a piece of black iron which, to his surprise, he could not identify. This was truly remarkable, as his expertise in alchemy was only matched by his skill in artifact refining.
A material he couldn't identify?
Divine Sense swept through it.
Gone.
Tang Feng was startled, as the Divine Sense he had just sent into the black iron had been absorbed.
Something's fishy.
