Chapter 1222 Men Are Lustful
A storage ring was a cultivator’s mobile supply vault.
In general, cultivators would store their most important weapons, elixirs, battle armor, or other extremely valuable items in their storage rings.
Although these items varied greatly, they were all essentials that determined whether a cultivator could survive in critical situations.
Moreover, storage rings were typically not very large.
At most, they would have a capacity of one or two cubic meters.
A ten-cubic-meter storage ring was considered rare, and only elders of respectable families or important figures would possess such a large one.
However, the storage ring that Jonathan wore on his hand was an enormous one, with a capacity of three hundred cubic meters.
He had acquired it from the dead Vladimir Vasquez of Phoebus Sect in Summerbank Abyss.
The Phoebus Sect was once one of the top fifteen hidden sects of Chanaea, but it declined later and ended up in its current state.
Otherwise, a storage ring like that would be considered a valuable treasure that was highly coveted by any force, far beyond Jonathan’s easy reach.
This ring happened to be one of the earliest storage rings Jonathan acquired, so for him, it seemed as if his storage ring was always quite empty.
Moreover, he had plundered over two hundred storage rings from Antoine, so he felt that such rings like these were very common.
Since then, he had never cared about the storage space of his collection of rings.
That was why Jonathan’s ring even contained bombs and disassembled antiaircraft guns.
He had never felt that it was inappropriate to keep them there! However, others weren’t like him.
For example, Stellario only had a storage ring of about ten cubic meters.
As a descendant of the Mallory family, he already had many bottles and jars to carry with him.
Where would he find space for snacks? In fact, he only carried with him a few packets of seasoning for his favorite beef stew.
However, he couldn’t possibly distribute those packets of greasy seasoning to the indigenous people in front of him, could he? Watching Jonathan releasing the indigenous people one by one and using hot Cheetos as a bargaining chip to exchange for their magical plants, Stellario felt unhappy about it.
"Hey, don’t we need to discuss some important matters?" Stellario asked.
"What important matters?"
Jonathan grinned, holding a thick ginseng in his hand.
As Stellario continued watching Jonathan exchange hot Cheetos for all kinds of things, his face darkened.
"We can confirm that we are outsiders, but what about their identities? How can you be so sure they are not Outer City envoys?"
Stellario’s words left the group slightly stunned.
Suddenly, the exquisite-looking girl blew her whistle with all her strength.
The surrounding snakes retreated like a tide, and the girl somersaulted onto a green wolf.
"Let’s go.I’ll take you to our village!"
"Once we reach our village, you’ll know everything!"
The burly man with the shoulder injury also spoke to Jonathan and the others.
One by one, they leaped and landed on the back of the green wolves, but no one sat with the girl.
"Come on!"
The man patted the green wolf beneath him and shouted loudly at Jonathan, wanting him to ride together.
The green wolf was over ten meters long, with a back more comfortable and stable than a horse’s.
It wasn’t crowded even with multiple people sitting on it.
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