"Protector Yang is so clever."
Yang An was delighted; he had finally met someone who understood.
At that, Yang Jiang shot up from his seat.
"By what right—"
But before he could finish, a fist was already hurtling toward his face.
A muffled THUD echoed through the cave-dwelling. The entire mountain trembled slightly, shaking loose a few flecks of stone.
Yang An pulled the ring from Yang Jiang's finger. He looked down at the unconscious man and shook his head.
To his surprise, the information that emerged upon contact revealed the ring wasn't a Storage Magical Artifact, but a key.
He had assumed the Cultivation Technique was inside the ring, but it turned out there was more to it.
After channeling some Spiritual Qi into the ring, a stone door rumbled open within Yang Jiang's cave-dwelling. A pleased expression appeared on Yang An's face.
About fifteen minutes later, Yang An left, returning to his own cave-dwelling with the Cultivation Technique successfully in hand.
