"Take this." After returning, Su Mengqing handed a small, ordinary-looking iron disc that was dark and completely dull to Wang Yue.
"What is this?" Wang Yue asked curiously.
Su Mengqing explained, "It's used for storing things. You can think of it as a storage ring from a xianxia novel. Something like this can't be made using current methods; it can only be found in secret realms. It's extremely precious. I had heard that Li Chonghe had one, but I never thought it was real. Well, you got it at a bargain."
"A storage ring? Is there any kind of spiritual restriction on it? If someone else touches it, wouldn't the person who set the restriction notice?" Wang Yue asked, worried.
Su Mengqing laughed and said, "You must have read too many novels. There are no restrictions like that. But you do have to use it carefully. It's so rare that even many experts at the Gui Zhen realm don't have one. If people find out you have one, it could cause you a lot of trouble."
