Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

The space ring was indeed special. As the name implied, the ring contained a space in it. A space where a person could hide something of value.

This kind of space ring was an incredible one! Even though it looked like a small space ring, and the storage space was also small, the value could be comparable to that of a top grade mysterious weapon.

No one had ever owned such a treasure in the Luo Clan!

Although Zen had never seen a real one space ring before, he had learned about such magical items from books.

Since Evil Lan was now dead and his soul had vanished, this space ring had become an object without a master. That meant that Zen could be the master of this space ring.

Something clicked in his mind, and Zen felt his spirit merging with the cold spirit that had come from the space ring. Then Zen saw all the things Evil Lan had saved in the ring.

The space inside the space ring was not large. He estimated that the space was no larger than a few square meters. This was surprisingly little for a space ring. However, there were many treasures inside.

Evil Lan had stored in the ring various precious ores used in weapon refining. This included pure iron, red seal stone, blood amber steel, and many others. They had all been piled up neatly in the corner. These ores were certainly very precious treasures for weapon refiners! They were also very expensive. Zen estimated that he could sell them for a good price.

were also known as cubic crystals.

people's currency, and they used it for trading. But for the cultivators, gold was as worthless as dirt. But cubic

store pure life energy, which was a must for masters at

they had

of cubic crystals in the ring. This was a considerable sum. So

red hammer, etc. The grade of

unknown pills. While all these treasures and seemingly common items had been placed together, in an unorganized pile, a knife that

broken. Even though the blade

It was this special magic power that had a strong attraction to Zen. This broken knife was definitely precious! Maybe it would be of some use

Then he examined it carefully. The longer he held it, Zen felt as though the knife was becoming clearer and sharper. After a while, it looked as if

a common object. Probably he hadn't found a good way to fix this knife till now. No wonder he had saved it

Zen told himself. After playing around the knife for a while,

stepped on the big tree and began to climb. He needed to get to the top of the cliff. There was a handrail alongside the