The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart. A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...
"Fifth Brother, can you unlock the restriction lock on the storage sack?" The disciple asked curiously, since he had never seen their Fifth Brother possess this skill before.
"I can!"
"Please wait a moment, Brother."
The disciple hurried away, and returned shortly with a storage sack in hand, which he handed to Lu Ye, "Please help me open this storage sack, Fifth Brother."
It was one of the spoils of war he had picked from a pile after the Insect Plague; there were hundreds of storage sacks accumulated on the plaza at that time, which was also why Lu Ye came here to unlock them for free.
The storage sacks from Hua Ci had already been dealt with, but there were still many that the disciples had not handled. Most of these sacks came from the Phong Clan, and certainly could not compare in quality to those from Hua Ci. No one knew exactly what was inside; they could contain treasures or could be a pile of junk.