The world is full of coincidences.
For example, some people find money walking down the street.
And some people, like Xiao Chen, find a Storage Ring.
Just as he reached the large hole he'd torn open earlier, ready to return to the surface, he discovered that in the past few days, while he had been focused on absorbing the Evil Qi, a few new blood-red vines had been sent into the basin.
One of them had landed right on the edge of the hole.
The white, downy filaments had already turned most of the vine into nutrients, and not even the Magic Robe had been spared.
Only a few broken Spirit Shield fragments and a Storage Ring remained, having resisted decomposition until now due to their special materials.
But they looked to be in a precarious state; their eventual disintegration was likely just a matter of time.
Since it had been delivered right to his doorstep, Xiao Chen wasn't about to let it go to waste.
He casually picked up the Storage Ring.
