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 semi-transparent spars. Spars were also known as cubic

was the real currency in the Empire. Gold and silver were common people's currency, and they used it for trading. But for the cultivators, gold was as worthless as dirt. But cubic crystals were

pure

crystals were easy to cut and carry, they had gradually become the preferred currency of the world of cultivators.

in the ring. This was a considerable sum. So

bloody red hammer, etc. The grade of these treasures was not low. Since Zen was not a

While all these treasures and seemingly common items had

surface of the knife was pitted, and the handle was broken. Even though the blade

a very special magic power. It was this special magic power that had a strong attraction to Zen.

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

high. Surely Evil Lan also knew that this knife was not a common

fix it either.' Zen told himself. After playing around the knife for a while, he put it back into the space

top of the cliff. There was a handrail alongside the cliff section, which saved him a lot of effort. After borrowing force from the handrail several