"Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang! This is Fifth Grade spiritual soil! Dig up a bag and keep it. You can use it to grow Spirit Rice and Spirit Grain in the future!"
"Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang, there's Second Grade 'Genyuan Earth' over here! Quick, toss out that bag of spiritual soil! How is that stuff even fit for us to use!"
"Xiao Jiang..."
Ever since descending to the fourth layer, the Runze Land, True Master Xuanmiao hadn't shut his mouth. He chattered on endlessly, constantly finding some treasure or another among the lush water plants, mountain streams, and hills.
In less than four hours, the Five Yin Pouch on Jiang Yi's back was stuffed to bulging.
'The Sect Leader gave me a Sleeve Pouch, but I left it with Grandpa. As for the one Ghost Grandma had, I couldn't bring myself to ask Miss Gui'er for it.'
Jiang Yi sighed. 'It's so hard for a Lower Cultivator to save up enough money to buy a storage Magical Artifact.'
