Chapter 40: Unable to Open the Bag of All Things.

As Shen Yan's words faded, Du Shaofu once again looked at Guo Ming and Zhu Xue, saying, "I'm leaving first. The Savage Beast Mountain Range is very dangerous; you should leave as soon as possible."

With that, Du Shaofu turned and walked away.

"Shao……"

Zhu Xue's lips parted slightly, wanting to say something but held back. Her butterfly-like eyebrows curved, and her eyes showed a hint of confusion.

"Brat, what are you? If I ever get the chance to catch you..." Shen Yan looked at the tall and straight back, feeling particularly uncomfortable. His eyes flashed with coldness. That brat actually didn't take him seriously. If there was ever a chance, he wouldn't let him off.

"Let's go..."

Lü Kun's face changed. The White Leopard Demon Hunting Team had members who were either dead or fled. He and his fellow disciples couldn't match the combined forces of the Xuanming Sect and the Xuanfu Gate. He immediately waved for everyone to leave.

"Where are you going? Let's catch up quickly." Seeing this, Shen Yan shouted. Lü Kun and the others also had treasures on them.

"Lü Kun is very strong, and we are all injured. Even if we want to deal with him, we need to recover first. Besides, although this is the edge of the Savage Beast Mountain Range, there are quite a few high-level demons around. We should be more cautious."

Lin Bo Guang had no intention of chasing. Although they were more in number, it would be difficult to truly deal with Lü Kun. Moreover, he didn't want to be used as a pawn.

"Let's find a place to treat our injuries first. We will avenge our fellow disciples later." Zhu Xue said softly. She and Guo Ming were all injured, and several of their fellow disciples were seriously hurt. They were in the Savage Beast Mountain Range, and it wasn't the right time to deal with Lü Kun. Besides, Lü Kun no longer posed a significant threat to them.

"One day, I will never let that brat off." Guo Ming gritted his teeth but had to give up.

No one had the intention to chase, so Shen Yan also had to give up. He couldn't deal with Lü Kun alone, and he was just regretful about the treasures Lü Kun had. The golden-winged great roc and the purple-flame demon phoenix feathers were not ordinary.

The mountains stretched endlessly, lush and verdant.

On a rock in a dense forest, Du Shaofu was not worried about demon beasts attacking or other dangers, with the miniature tiger-sized Wang Lin Demon Tiger by his side.

He took out the Bag of All Things he had taken from the lean tiger and carefully examined it. He had heard of the Bag of All Things before. In the entire Du family, only his uncles and a few others had one, and there were no more than a handful. It was said that even the cheapest Bag of All Things cost several thousand Xuan coins, showing its immense value. Ordinary people couldn't afford it, and not everyone could buy one even if they wanted to.

"How do I open this thing?"

After examining the Bag of All Things for a long time, Du Shaofu encountered a problem. The Bag of All Things was sealed and couldn't be opened. He didn't know how to open it, which left him feeling frustrated. The leader of the White Leopard Demon Hunting Team must have had valuable items, possibly some martial techniques and medicinal herbs. Unfortunately, he couldn't open the Bag of All Things, so he couldn't do anything.

"Little boy, you can't open this Bag of All Things, even strong people can't. If you force it open, the contents inside will turn to pieces."

At that moment, a voice reached Du Shaofu's ears. His clear eyes widened, and he quickly retreated, his gaze trembling as he looked at his chest.

The Wang Lin Demon Tiger by Du Shaofu's side also immediately perked up its ears, its pupils narrowing as it stared at Du Shaofu's chest.

Both the human and the beast looked at a small tower, about the size of a thumb, floating out of Du Shaofu's chest. It was the small tower he had picked up in the Du family's martial arts library. Recently, his clothes and the essence blood of the Boulder Demon Wolf had turned to ashes, but only this small tower and a bone remained undamaged.

The small tower floated out, and the ancient bronze tower suddenly shimmered with a flow of light. Faintly, secret runes flickered, and the space around the tower rippled. A mist-like wave emerged from the tower, eventually forming a somewhat transparent figure of a young boy.

The transparent figure looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old. From the silhouette, he was very thin, extremely thin, almost skeletal. His cheeks had two horizontal pieces of flesh, his eyebrows were inverted, and he had triangular eyes that looked lecherous.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with a youthful face but an extremely lecherous look, making anyone feel uncomfortable. It was hard to imagine such a face. If there were words to describe this transparent young boy, only "extremely lecherous" could perfectly describe and interpret this transparent young man.

"Hello, little boy. Can I get to know you?"

The lecherous young boy smiled and floated in front of Du Shaofu. His smile was worse than crying, making his already small, triangular eyes almost invisible. If a regular child saw such a lecherous person, they would probably cry first.

But this guy was also a young boy, calling Du Shaofu "little boy."

"What do you want? Don't come closer."

The young boy was so lecherous that Du Shaofu involuntarily took two steps back. He wondered if this guy had a special interest in children. Du Shaofu decided that if this lecherous guy dared to have any ideas about him, he would castrate him. But then he straightened his chest, realizing he was clearly bigger than this guy. Why should he be afraid of this young brat? He bravely asked, "Who are you? Why are you in the small tower?"

"Little boy, you don't need to be afraid. Allow me to introduce myself. My surname is Zhen, and my given name is Qingchun."

The extremely lecherous young boy introduced himself, speaking in a very old-fashioned manner, like a scholar, but his voice was unmistakably young, even childlike.

"Zhen Qingchun?" Du Shaofu looked at the lecherous transparent young boy, unable to understand how someone could have such a name.

"Zhen is my surname, and Qingchun means 'clear and pure' as in wine. This Qingchun is not that Qingchun."

Zhen Qingchun shook his head, explaining, looking even more old-fashioned, but his youthful face made him look awkward.

"Roar!"

The Wang Lin Demon Tiger roared at Zhen Qingchun, seemingly startled. Its small cat-like body instantly returned to its original form, a mountain-like tiger body staring at Zhen Qingchun with a blood-red mouth roaring like thunder.

"An initial Pulse Spirit Realm Wang Lin Demon Tiger. Hmm, it seems to be a mutation with some ancestral traits. If well-cultivated, it could be a promising talent." Looking at the Wang Lin Demon Tiger, Zhen Qingchun's transparent face showed surprise. He waved at the tiger, saying, "Initial Pulse Spirit Realm, in the past, this level wasn't even qualified to be my mount. Step back."

"Roar!"

The Wang Lin Demon Tiger naturally wouldn't listen to Zhen Qingchun, continuing to roar fiercely, but its fierce eyes also showed some wariness.

"How did you end up in that small tower?"

Du Shaofu stepped in front of the Wang Lin Demon Tiger, finally calming down from his shock, signaling the tiger to be quiet but keeping his gaze alert.

"This tower is no ordinary thing, and neither am I."

Zhen Qingchun looked at Du Shaofu, his eyes flashing subtly, saying, "To put it simply, I have a noble identity and an extraordinary background. You can see that I am a spirit body. I have a spirit body, which proves I am a strong person. During a cultivation session, I accidentally had an accident, and my spirit body entered this small tower..."

"Are you really a strong person? Do you have an extraordinary background?"

Du Shaofu interrupted Zhen Qingchun, his eyes curiously examining the transparent lecherous figure. In the Du family, a martial arts family, he knew a bit about spirit bodies. It was said that only the strongest people could form a spirit body, giving them an extra life. But this was something ordinary martial artists could only dream of.

"Of course, I am a strong person, and I have an extraordinary background!" Zhen Qingchun nodded firmly, emphasizing loudly.

"You look like a little brat." Du Shaofu said.

"..."

Zhen Qingchun was speechless, his inverted triangular eyebrows raising as he looked at Du Shaofu, saying, "That's because I had an accident during cultivation. Actually, I'm already a few hundred years old. Once I recover, I will be back to normal."

"Do you have any Heaven-level cultivation techniques?" Du Shaofu's eyes narrowed, weakly asking Zhen Qingchun.

Hearing this, Zhen Qingchun's transparent lecherous face twisted, then showed that terrifying smile again, saying to Du Shaofu, "I do have Heaven-level cultivation techniques, but I didn't bring them with me when I went out."

"Do you have any high-quality martial techniques? If not, some good medicinal herbs or pills would also be fine." Du Shaofu looked at Zhen Qingchun with great anticipation, hoping for a positive response.

"This... I didn't bring them either."

Zhen Qingchun's transparent lecherous face, which had just managed to smile, stiffened again. This conversation was different from what he had imagined. In his imagination, when he suddenly appeared, a little brat would hug his spirit body and beg to become his disciple. Then he would... But this kid didn't follow the script, instead asking for benefits, showing no great interest in him, which left him very frustrated.