High-grade Mystic Medicine, mid-grade Mystic Medicine, low-grade Mystic Medicine.
Supreme-grade Yuan Medicine, high-grade Yuan Medicine, mid-grade Yuan Medicine, low-grade Yuan Medicine.
Supreme-grade Spirit Medicine, high-grade Spirit Medicine, mid-grade Spirit Medicine, low-grade Spirit Medicine.
Beyond these cultivation resources, there were all manner of sacred healing elixirs, nourishing tonics, and even special armor and crafted weapons.
At this moment, all around Chu Feng, these treasures were laid out in neat, orderly rows. He found himself standing inside an enormous vault.
"What is this place? There's this much treasure here—I've struck it rich. I've really struck it rich!" Chu Feng's jaw dropped wide open. He felt like he had fallen right into a mountain of gold.
"Wow, Chu Feng, you've struck gold! So many Mystic Medicines!" Just then, Eggy's voice rang out in Chu Feng's mind. And judging by how lively she sounded, she was not only completely unharmed—she actually seemed healthier than before.
"Eggy? You're awake! You're okay! That's wonderful!"
Hearing Eggy's voice, Chu Feng was overcome with joy. The last thing he remembered was Eggy resorting to a forbidden technique to save him, ultimately losing consciousness from exhaustion and plummeting into the forest below.
"Yeah, I... I'm actually fine. Not a scratch on me. That's so strange. Chu Feng, didn't you save me?" Eggy looked equally puzzled, her large watery eyes blinking over and over, radiating confusion.
"I have no idea what happened. Logic dictates that given the situation, we should both be dead. So how are we completely unharmed and somehow inside a vault like this? Oh right—where's Brother Qi Fengyang? Why isn't he here?"
Recalling the events from that day, Chu Feng suddenly thought of Qi Fengyang and scrambled to his feet, searching all around. But there was no trace of Qi Fengyang anywhere, which filled him with unease.
"What's this?!" Just then, Chu Feng spotted a note lying right where he had been resting. He picked it up and read it. Only a few simple lines were written on it, but they immediately put his worried mind at ease.
"Qi Fengyang is safe. Do not worry about him. As for where you are, you will find out once you leave. However, my advice is this: before you go, you had best clear out everything in this place, or you will regret it!"
"Who left this note?" Chu Feng was startled. He was certain now—someone had saved him.
"Don't bother racking your brain, Chu Feng. If I'm not mistaken, it was probably that mysterious expert from Hundred Channel Gully who rescued you. Qi Fengyang was taken away by him, and the fact that you ended up here must be his doing as well," Eggy reasoned calmly.
"Was it him?" Chu Feng couldn't be sure, but thinking it over carefully, among everyone he knew, there truly was no one else who could have saved him.
"Forget it—let's just pack everything up first. Otherwise, it would be a waste of that person's good intentions."
Chu Feng was no self-righteous gentleman. He lived only for himself and those close to him. A fat piece of meat landing right in front of him was not something he was going to pass up. He rose to his feet and first walked toward one of the walls, because hanging all over it, packed densely, were Universe Bags.
With so many treasures to collect, Universe Bags were absolutely indispensable—and the ones here were clearly prepared just for him.
Without a moment's hesitation, Chu Feng set to work with a whirlwind sweep, gathering every treasure he could get his hands on. He sorted what he could use into one pile and what he couldn't into another, eventually dividing everything into two large bundles which he hefted onto his shoulders.