FRGNM -Chapter 86 The Storage Ring

“Pfft!” Seeing Ling Ruoxi flailing about, Fang Xu couldn’t help laughing softly. “You, ah—this kind of storage ring has to recognize its owner. Its master is Luo Mingyu, so naturally only Luo Mingyu can open it. In your hands, it’s no different from an ordinary ring. If you want a storage ring, I can give you one.”

A flash of purple Dou Qi appeared. Fang Xu spread his left hand, and another crescent-shaped, silvery-white ring appeared in his palm. “Put it on and try it.”

“Wow, so you have a storage ring too!” Ling Ruoxi stared wide-eyed at the pale green ring on Fang Xu’s finger. Holding the rather chunky ring, she said, “It’s a nice ring, but it’s so big—wouldn’t it be too large for me?”

“Put it on.” Fang Xu pressed her finger lightly and slid the ring onto it. The moment it touched her finger, the originally bulky ring instantly shrank, fitting her perfectly.

“There are some basic daily necessities inside, along with other items, and some pills I’ve collected. Now prick your finger and let it recognize you as its owner, and also—”

At the same time, back at the inn, a man with a dark expression sat wrapped in a blanket, staring at the spotlessly cleaned room. Spotlessly clean—so clean that even his clothes were gone!

The warmth of the person beside him was long gone, and even the storage ring on his hand had vanished without a trace. Thinking of the foolish woman who had been staring at his ring last night, Luo Mingyu clenched his fingers.

“Young Master, your clothes…” The blue-clad guard, Wuque, struggled to suppress his laughter as he looked at the man wrapped in a blanket. No one would have imagined that the dignified young master of Qiongyu Immortal Island would fall at a woman’s hands—and lose so badly he didn’t even have clothes left.

Having never seen such an awkward Young Master before, Wuque truly witnessed Ling Ruoxi’s prowess. That woman really never played by the rules—this was clearly a recipe for embarrassing their Young Master.

With a stiff face, Luo Mingyu quickly dressed. All his custom-made heavenly silkworm silk clothes were stored in his ring; the clothes he’d found now were just ordinary silk. He always favored silver-white, but there were none around. Helpless, Wuque could only bring him a white robe.

It wasn’t as luxurious as heavenly silkworm silk, but overall it was acceptable.

Still, for a man used to heavenly silkworm silk, it felt unbearably awkward. Tugging at his clothes, his brows were tightly knit, as if he wanted to tear them apart.

“Where is Ruoxi?” That foolish woman had actually taken his clothes and his ring while he wasn’t paying attention. When he found her, the punishment wouldn’t be as gentle as last night.

He would definitely make it so she couldn’t get out of bed for three days and three nights. Stealing his things—such a bad habit needed to be corrected!

Wuque suppressed his smile and nodded slightly. “Miss Ling has already gone out onto the streets. The situation by Listening Sea is stable for now. It’s just that the young miss and young master have been clamoring to see Miss Ling.”

“Mm. Then today we’ll go to the Sea of Books to see those two children and check on their progress.” Standing up, Luo Mingyu flexed his wrist and strode quickly toward the street.

So amazing! Ling Ruoxi’s jaw nearly dropped as she stared at the teacup before her. With just a slight movement of her thoughts, the teacup vanished! When she thought of it again, it reappeared on the table.

Could it be that ancient immortals had treasures like this, which allowed them to conjure things with a mere gesture?

“This is just the simplest kind of storage ring. It can only transfer inanimate objects between spaces. I’ve heard that on the Dragonwalk Continent, there’s a unique ring that can even store living people inside,” Fang Xu said with a calm smile.

Living people! Ling Ruoxi’s eyes lit up. “What’s that? You can even put living people into a storage ring?”

“Yes. On Qiongyu Immortal Island, there’s a very powerful Grand Protector—someone who has guarded the island for hundreds of years. She excels in formations and Dou Qi, almost an all-rounder. Even that ring capable of storing living people was crafted by her personally.” Fang Xu smiled faintly as he looked at Ling Ruoxi.

What an incredible woman! Ling Ruoxi inhaled sharply. “Then does that mean Luo Mingyu could obtain that ring? Or rather—could that Grand Protector make another storage ring like it?”

“No.” Fang Xu shook his head, a trace of sadness crossing his face. “Over twenty years ago, that Grand Protector violated the rules of Qiongyu Immortal Island and was imprisoned in the most severe dungeon. She has never emerged since. So it’s impossible for such a ring to be made again.”

“That’s such a pity. But what rule did she violate?” Ling Ruoxi asked curiously, about to continue—

Suddenly, a dangerous aura swept through the air. Ling Ruoxi shivered and quickly looked toward the teahouse entrance.

A cold-faced man stood there, now dressed differently. His snow-white robe accentuated his tall, slender figure. His long hair, usually tied up, now fell loosely over his shoulders, yet only enhanced his unique charm.

His appearance sent the surrounding women into a frenzy, their burning gazes fixed on him. Even the men in the teahouse couldn’t help feeling jealous.

Oh no! Gripping the ring tightly, Ling Ruoxi turned to run.

With a low snort, the man stepped forward. Like a ghost, he appeared directly in front of her. Reaching out, he grabbed her clothes and tossed her toward his side.

“Where are my clothes?” His first words were about his clothes.

Ling Ruoxi nearly spat in disbelief. Looking at what he was wearing, she pointed and said, “Well, aren’t they right there? Your clothes are obviously on you. Could they be on me? If you say women’s clothes are yours, I’ll take them off right now.”

“Give me the ring.” Pressing a hand on her small head, Luo Mingyu glanced at Fang Xu and raised an eyebrow. “Young Master Fang, what are you doing here?”

“Hey, hey, Luo Mingyu—Fang Xu gave me a ring! Oh right, I heard there’s a Protector on your island who could make a storage ring that holds living people. Is that true?” Ling Ruoxi tossed the ring back to Luo Mingyu and looked at him expectantly.

Catching his ring, Luo Mingyu didn’t bother with courtesy. With a casual gesture, he was already dressed in his silver-white robes. Sitting down calmly on a nearby chair, he smiled faintly. “Of course it’s true. But I’m curious—since when did Young Master Fang take such an interest in the Grand Protector’s affairs?”

“Not really. Ruoxi likes storage rings, so I was just explaining it to her. As for matters of Qiongyu Immortal Island, Young Master Luo naturally knows far more than I do. I only know the surface details,” Fang Xu replied with a light smile.

With the two men together, Ling Ruoxi could clearly sense the crackling tension in the air. Goosebumps rose all over her body. Sometimes, too many men around was a problem in itself.

Luo Mingyu smiled calmly and wrapped an arm around Ling Ruoxi’s waist. “Recently, those two little ones—Yimeng and Yizhui—have been missing us. I’m planning to head to the Sea of Books later to see them. Do you want to go?”

“Huh? Of course I do!” At the mention of Yizhui and Yimeng, Ling Ruoxi was eager to go immediately. She lifted her skirt and dashed toward the door.

Fang Xu hurriedly raised a hand to stop her. “Ruoxi, you—” But the words died on his lips.

Turning back in confusion, Ling Ruoxi saw Fang Xu simply shake his head and smile. “It’s nothing.”

“Then we’ll be on our way.” Claiming the first round of victory, Luo Mingyu wrapped an arm around Ling Ruoxi’s waist, pressed her head gently, and led her outside.

Still seated by the window, Fang Xu frowned slightly as he gazed at the clouds beyond. He chuckled softly. “So be it. Even if I don’t say anything, someone else will tell you sooner or later. The matter of the Grand Protector—you’ll learn the truth eventually. But Ruoxi, when that day comes, you’ll be in great pain. I only hope you won’t do anything foolish. I’ll be watching over you from the shadows…”

“Ready to go?” A man in black, half his face hidden behind a silver mask, leaned against the window frame and looked at Fang Xu.

Nodding, Fang Xu stood up with a smile. “Tang Yinhai, since everything is prepared, let’s go. I know all about the affairs of your Hidden Clan. I’ll set up formations within your sect. In return, your people must obey all my commands and cooperate fully. That way, everyone benefits—right?”

“Heh. As expected of a merchant—even in cooperation, you never forget your own interests. I agree. As long as the Tang Sect stands, all members of the Hidden Clan will obey you!” Tang Yinhai smiled faintly, his gaze following the two departing figures as he instinctively pressed down his hat, not wanting to be recognized.

With a nod, Fang Xu flexed his wrist. “Then let’s go. And while we’re at it, tell me about the secrets your Hidden Clan keeps. We are friends, after all…”

“Achoo!” Ling Ruoxi shivered, pulling her clothes tighter. She felt that something was off and instinctively glanced back at the teahouse. It was already empty—Fang Xu was long gone.

Why did it feel as if something was missing, yet in that instant, she couldn’t grasp what it was?

“What are you looking at? Fang Xu has already left.” Luo Mingyu turned her head back gently, holding her waist as they merged into the crowd.

“Hey, Luo Mingyu, do you know Fang Xu’s background? I always feel like he’s very mysterious. Even though he’s publicly known as a brilliant entrepreneurial tycoon, it can’t be that simple.” Even a tycoon—who could buy up a third of Beining Kingdom’s industries and make its ruler Nangong Qin bow respectfully—was hardly ordinary.

With a curl of his lips, Luo Mingyu slipped an arm around her neck and raised an eyebrow with a smile. “What, you think he’s more mysterious than me?”

“Get lost. Aren’t you just the young master of Qiongyu Immortal Island? What’s so mysterious about that?” Ling Ruoxi poked him in the waist and snorted disdainfully.