Chapter 495: Inheritance for a Pouch

Liu Jinguo sat quietly, chewing her dry rations thoroughly.

She seized every moment to eat and drink, replenishing her strength and recovering her expended Qi and blood.

Enemies, both visible and invisible, were everywhere; she had to remain in a state ready to strike at all times.

Watching the blind old man play the two-stringed fiddle, echoing the sounds of the pipa, she gradually understood something.

He was communicating with the mysterious person through music; as for the content of the exchange, it was encrypted using Seal Script tones, which she, an outsider, could not understand.

Liu Jinguo revealed a smile; after so many days, they had finally made contact.

"Senior, is the other party Moyunzi?"

The blind old man answered softly, "The other party did not admit it, but I suspect it is him eight times out of ten."

Excellent.

Liu Jinguo finished her dry rations in a few bites and clapped her hands; it was worth them shuttling through the dangerous battlefield.

As a woman, she had a very keen premonition about the future and had long guessed that in the coming chaotic times, the role of the Golden Immortal Dao would become increasingly important.

The mysterious pocket capable of storage already possessed strategic importance.

Even if Liu Jinguo could not swallow the benefits alone, she had to get a share of the pie.

Beforehand, she had already made a promise to hire the blind old man as her family's Gate Guest, and the highest-ranking honored Gate Guest at that.

Liu Jinguo came from a branch of the Liu clan; although she did not rank as high as Liu Fengji, she still held a pivotal position.

By betting on the blind old man, she intended to take a gamble.

It had been stated beforehand that after contacting Moyunzi, they would make every effort to express their sincerity and tap into the trading channels for the storage pockets.

Liu Jinguo guessed that the transactions thus far had been limited to members within the Golden Immortal Dao, which fit the mysterious person's cautious style.

But there are always exceptions to things; with the fame gained from this battle, the storage pockets could no longer be hidden and were destined to enter thousands of households.

She, Liu Jinguo, would seize the connection before everyone else and get the largest piece of the pie.

I do not know how much time passed, but the pipa and two-stringed fiddle sounds stopped.

The blind old man's fingertips were slightly red and swollen; the duration and intensity of the playing just now far exceeded the past, approaching his limit.

He put down the two-stringed fiddle and turned to Liu Jinguo, "I have not failed the mission; he has agreed."

Liu Jinguo also suppressed the excitement in her heart, "Senior, how exactly should we proceed?"

The blind old man could not help but sigh, "Indeed, extraordinary people must have extraordinary qualities. Moyunzi is even involved in Seal Script tones; conversing with him, I felt like a child."

After sighing, he returned to the main topic, "He stated clearly that the transaction location is Chongguang Cheng, and he will only see people from the Golden Immortal Dao."

"Moreover, only he can initiate the summons; he did not provide a method for active contact."

Only a location, restricted candidates, and even only passive contact...

The conditions were far too harsh.

Liu Jinguo nodded, looking as if it were a matter of course, "Very good, thank you for your help, Senior."

She then knelt before the blind old man, "If you do not mind, Jinguo wishes to take you as her master."

"You?"

The blind old man thought to himself, how could a noble lady of a great family gouge out her own eyes to learn Seal Script tones from him?

After pondering for a moment, he understood: she was just using the name of a Disciple to facilitate meeting and trading with Moyunzi.

Thus, a pair of nominal master and disciple was established.

"The inheritance of Seal Script tones is truly marvelous."

Zhou You put away the Tiger Tendon Pipa, savoring the process just now.

Communicating with the other party and touching the tip of the iceberg of Seal Script tones was even more helpful for his comprehension of the Seal Script 'Sound'.

Therefore, he finalized a deal across the distance, exchanging the inheritance of Seal Script tones for the Hunger Pouch. Although they did not talk face-to-face, he could be certain that the other party had the backing of a great family and was using this to make contact with him.

Since Zhou You had decided to distribute the Hunger Pouch, he was already mentally prepared and would lead everyone to Chongguang Cheng.

"Crane, I am going to this place to hand the items to the other party and bring things back."

The two Hunger Pouches were tied with a string; the great crane swallowed them in one gulp, held them in its beak, spread its wings, and flew away.

It shuttled along the direction Zhou You pointed out; on the earth below, transparent Witch Banners swayed and rippled like water plants at the bottom of a lake, dividing various regions where warriors and witch-folk fought fiercely.

The great crane scanned the ground, distinguishing the characteristics of the living one by one, searching for the target Zhou You had given.

Suddenly...

Liu Jinguo was supporting herself with the Thunder Duke Staff, leading the blind old man forward, when suddenly a hurricane descended from the sky, and a black shadow covered the ground.

The hair on her body stood on end; her short sword flew out of her hand, clanged against a hard object, and was knocked to the ground.

The great crane landed on the ground, and the hurricane stirred up by its wings sent stones the size of human heads rolling everywhere.

It looked slightly dissatisfied, shook its head, and the two Hunger Pouches fell to the ground with a *plop*.

The blind old man quickly cupped his hands, "Many thanks to the messenger."

Regardless of whether the visitor was human or not, it had completed his transaction with Moyunzi, exchanging knowledge of Seal Script tones for two storage pockets.

With the items in hand, the blind old man was also very straightforward, handing a booklet to the great crane, "I have troubled you again."

The great crane picked up the booklet, soared into the sky, and disappeared at the end of the horizon.

Not until it disappeared did Liu Jinguo let out a sigh of relief; she said, "I am no match for this bird."

"How could a spirit beast raised by Moyunzi be compared to an ordinary bird?"

The blind old man picked up the two pockets and handed one to Liu Jinguo, "Consider this an initiation gift from master to disciple."

Liu Jinguo laughed in spite of herself, accepted the Hunger Pouch, and had more expectations for the future.

The image of Moyunzi in her mind became increasingly mysterious and unfathomable; creating strange treasures, driving exotic beasts...

Half a day later, at a supply point, Liu Jinguo opened the Hunger Pouch—well, the outside world collectively called them storage pockets.

A suction force descended, causing the air to flow into a vortex.

It lifted the supplies stored on the ground right off the earth. Swish, swish, swish—object after object was cast into the pocket, as if entering a bottomless abyss, with no end in sight.

In the blink of an eye, the supplies at the replenishment point were swallowed clean, yet the suction of the pocket continued.

"Enough, enough!"

The blind old man reached out and said, "Close the pocket, close it!"

Liu Jinguo used a string to tie the mouth of the bag shut, and the suction vanished on the spot; she weighed it in her hand a few times, finding it even more marvelous.

Dozens of tons of supplies had been packed inside, yet the pocket had only increased in weight by a few catties, not affecting her ability to carry it on her person at all.

"It is a pity that the next time it is opened, the pocket will surely be destroyed."

This was the conclusion from everyone who had used one; the Storage Pocket was a one-time-use item, ending after one collection and one release.

Even so, a treasure capable of tucking dozens or even hundreds of tons of supplies into one's bosom in the flip of a palm was already a treasure from myth.

"Master, are the skills of the Golden Immortal Dao truly this miraculous? Are there other treasures?"

Liu Jinguo's interest in the Golden Immortal Dao grew even stronger.

The blind old man shook his head upon hearing this, "The waters of the Golden Immortal Dao are too deep; no one knows exactly how many lineages of inheritance or how many factions there are."

"It is said that there are even organizations passed down from ancient times that control strange objects, exotic beasts, secret treasures, and so on."

"Noble daughter of the Liu family, since you are not in the Dao, many things are unlikely to be known to you."

The implication was that even those properly within the Golden Immortal Dao were still completely in the dark!

Liu Jinguo had taken him as her master simply to secure a title, making it convenient to trade with Moyunzi; both of them were well aware of this.

(End of this chapter)