When Mike came out of the room, the table was filled with delicious dishes.
Mike had brought back quite a bit of food today, and Yun Qianchu and Shi Ming, the two little ones, had been busy for half the day preparing this meal.
It had been a long time since Liu Dongyue had seen such a lavish spread.
The three of them were drooling. "Master, did you not only steal from Tangmen but also from Yaowang Valley?" Liu Dongyue widened his eyes in fear.
Neither of these sects was something Longsheng Temple could afford to offend.
"Strange," Mike muttered.
He still didn't understand why his storage bag had such issues. So, for the third time, he tried to grab something from the table, but Shi Ming and Yun Qianchu quickly moved the dishes closer to themselves.
"Master, if you take more, we'll go hungry!" Yun Qianchu glared at Mike.
"Alright, alright," Mike said helplessly. He went into his room and looked at the bookshelf. To his surprise, he found a sketchbook titled "The Years I Spent Double Cultivating with My Master and Mistress."
"What kind of nonsense is this?" Mike scoffed. His predecessor certainly didn't have much sense.
Without hesitation, he threw the sketchbook into the storage bag.
As expected, the storage bag emitted black smoke, and then Mike took the item out again.
"Ah, it worked this time!" Mike said with delight, realizing the storage bag was finally functioning normally.
However, Mike suddenly realized that the book wasn't right.
Before he could react, the storage bag in his hand exploded with a loud bang.
"My storage bag!" Mike's expression changed.
Why did the storage bag break? Even though it was a later stage spiritual treasure, there shouldn't be any usage limits. How could it break so easily?
"Master, are you okay?" The three of them rushed into the room and saw Mike standing there, still holding a book in his hand.
"No problem, the storage bag just mysteriously broke," Mike said, somewhat helpless. "Seems like the stuff I made isn't of good quality."
He casually threw the book on the table, planning to carefully investigate what went wrong.
"What's this?" Liu Dongyue asked, curiously picking up the book.
He gasped in surprise.
"'The Great Celestial Art'!"
"Master! This is the national martial art of Xingluo Kingdom! Where did you get this from?" Liu Dongyue nearly choked from shock.
"Xingluo Kingdom?" Shi Ming was also stunned. "Isn't that the kingdom that was defeated by Shenque?"
"Yes, Xingluo Kingdom was extremely powerful. Although it was defeated by Shenque, there are still some survivors who live hidden in Yunhuang. 'The Great Celestial Art' is their strongest martial art. It's said that once cultivated, it can summon winds and rain, and its power is extraordinary!" Liu Dongyue explained.
"So powerful?" Mike said, still confused about how this martial art had ended up in his possession.
After a few attempts, he still couldn't figure out any pattern to the things that ended up in his storage bag. It was as if everything was just randomly appearing.
However, after only using it three times, the storage bag had already broken.
Suddenly, Mike seemed to have an idea. He said, "Since this martial art is so powerful, and you guys can't cultivate Longsheng Temple's martial arts, why don't you practice this? That way, our temple will grow stronger, and your chances of ascending will increase!"
Liu Dongyue's expression changed. "Master, you must be joking. This is the martial art of Xingluo Kingdom. If we cultivate it and someone finds out, we'll be branded as remnants of Xingluo and could be hunted down by the entire Shenque Kingdom!"
"So troublesome?" Mike felt a little discouraged. He had thought this would be an opportunity for Longsheng Temple.
"There's more trouble," Liu Dongyue said with a wry smile. "The Azure Dragon Hundred Flames, The Great Celestial Art, and the Thousand Fate Ghost Lotus—these three things have appeared in our Longsheng Temple. If someone finds out, we'll be in big trouble. Whether it's Yaowang Valley, Tangmen, or the remnants of Xingluo hiding in Yunhuang, we can't afford to offend them! Master, you really need to return these things to where you found them!"
Mike looked at the items in front of him and felt a headache coming on.
Return them?
It sounded easy.
How would he return them?
Should he craft another storage bag?
What if something else came out of it next time?
What if the Imperial Jade Seal of the Shenque Emperor came out?
But just as Mike was about to sit at the table, they couldn't begin eating yet.
"Let's eat," Mike said as he sat down, tearing off a chicken leg and placing it in Yun Qianchu's bowl.
"Master, please eat first." Yun Qianchu quickly returned the chicken leg to him.
To Yun Qianchu, these good things were all brought back by her master after a lot of effort. He must have worked hard, whether through gambling or some other means, so it was only right that Mike ate first.
"Alright." Mike smiled. Though Yun Qianchu was young, she was really thoughtful.
Mike picked up the chicken leg and took a bite.
Although Yun Qianchu and Shi Ming's cooking skills were limited, the ingredients weren't bad, and the dishes weren't unpleasant. At least it was better than the days when Mike had nothing but vegetable leaves to eat after his arrival.
Looking at the chicken leg in his hand, Mike had a sudden idea and took out the storage bag.
"Storage bag!" Liu Dongyue's eyes lit up upon seeing it.
This was a good item. He had often seen disciples from major sects carrying such items, and he was always envious.
"Master, you can craft a storage bag now?" Liu Dongyue asked eagerly.
"Yes, it's a success," Mike replied. He gently placed the chicken leg into the bag, and the storage bag emitted black smoke, immediately swallowing the chicken leg.
"It worked!" Mike's eyes lit up with excitement.
"Wait, Master, hold on," Liu Dongyue quickly waved his hand.
"I've seen other people's storage bags. They all emit blue smoke when they take something in. Why is yours emitting black smoke?" Liu Dongyue recalled his own Seven Treasure Gourd, and he began to feel that Mike's storage bag was somewhat unusual.
"Your Seven Treasure Gourd was an accident. But this is just a storage bag; it doesn't have any offensive capabilities. How could there be something wrong with it? It's just the color difference," Mike said with a smile. "If you don't believe me, I'll take out the chicken leg for you to see."
Saying that, Mike gathered spiritual power in his palm and entered his soul into the storage bag.
He was about to retrieve the chicken leg to prove his point.
However...
It was gone!
"My chicken leg?" Mike froze.
Where did his chicken leg go?
But at that moment, he saw something strange in his storage bag.
Mike didn't recall placing this item in the bag. With a flash of light, the black smoke spread, and what appeared in his hand was a complex lotus-like object.
It was icy to the touch and emanated a faint, eerie aura. The craftsmanship was so detailed that it was astonishing.
It was heavy, and it gave off a faint killing intent.
When this item appeared, everyone in the room was stunned.
"What is this? Where's my chicken leg?" Mike was dumbfounded.
His chicken leg had disappeared, and in its place was this thing.
"Master!" Liu Dongyue suddenly stood up and instinctively took two steps back, his face filled with fear. "This is Tangmen's first killing artifact, the Thousand Fate Ghost Lotus! Where did you get it from? There's only one of these in Tangmen, and it's said to be one of their national treasures. How could it be in your hands?"
"Tangmen's national treasure?" Mike looked at the object in his hand. He had no idea how it had ended up in his storage bag.
"Master…" Yun Qianchu looked eagerly at Mike. "Did you steal it from Tangmen?"
"Junior sister, you think too highly of master." Shi Ming shook his head, clearly not believing it.
Mike didn't speak. He put the Thousand Fate Ghost Lotus aside and casually picked up a bowl from the table and placed it in the storage bag.
As expected, the bowl disappeared after entering the storage bag.
The next moment, Mike took out a pill furnace.
The furnace was wrapped in a dragon motif, exuding a fierce aura, and it was still carrying the fragrance of medicinal herbs.
"Azure Dragon Hundred Flames?" Liu Dongyue was stunned. "This is the pill furnace of Yaowang Valley's Nine-Fingered Divine Doctor, Sun Yao, isn't it?"