Chapter 6 has been found (1/2)

The night wind whistled through the empty door frame, swirling in the ruins-like courtyard, stirring up a desolate scene.

With a thought, Ruan Tang returned to her spatial dimension.

The ruins of the outside world were instantly shut out, and the bamboo forest here was quiet and full of spiritual energy, as if it were another world.

She relaxed completely.

I felt more energetic than ever before, but my stomach was making a rumbling noise.

This mortal body truly cannot function without grains and cereals.

"Mother-in-law, cook."

She leaned lazily against the soft couch in front of the bamboo house and gave an order.

The puppet grandmother bowed in agreement and silently walked toward the kitchen behind the bamboo house.

Ruan Tang knew in her heart that with her current weak body, she could at most digest some spiritual rice containing a trace of spiritual energy.

Those intelligent spirit beasts in the space cannot be eaten, and the most ordinary demon beasts with little cultivation must be chosen.

She couldn't help but feel a little tired.

Thinking back to her past life, she never worried about satisfying her appetite.

At this moment, she had no idea that the path of cultivation in this life would be far more difficult than she imagined.

Ruan Tang sat cross-legged, her gaze falling on the treasure-hunting rat on the table that had caused such a huge disaster.

The little thing was sticking its bottom out, rummaging around in a bulging pouch, pulling things out.

One, two, three...

In the blink of an eye, a small mountain of storage bags had piled up on the table.

There were about twenty of them.

Ruan Tang's lips twitched slightly as she casually picked up the top one.

Divine senses probed in.

The next second, her stunningly beautiful face showed an expression that was hard to describe.

Inside the bag, neatly arranged, were all the blue bricks and gray tiles of the Ruan family's old house.

Look at that meticulous arrangement; the edges and corners are aligned even more precisely than if measured with a ruler.

Ruan Tang took a deep breath; it seemed this treasure-hunting rat's obsessive-compulsive disorder was incurable.

She picked up the second storage bag.

Inside were all kinds of doors and windows, from carved wooden doors to ordinary room doors, a dazzling array of everything.

Ruan Tang could even picture Xiao Bai struggling to dismantle the door.

She can now use as many doors as she wants.

Thirdly, it was all tables, chairs, and benches, even those missing arms or legs were categorized and arranged in a very orderly manner.

The fourth item is the intact window glass, neatly stacked one by one.

The fifth item was a variety of porcelain bowls and plates, vases of different shapes and sizes, and even broken porcelain shards were collected separately in a large vat.

This storage ability is amazing.

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Ruan Tang flipped through the pages one by one, her face changing from ashen to numb, and finally a strange calm settling over her.

She finally understood why the outside world had become a wasteland.

Given Xiaobai's ruthless demolition methods, leaving only a bare frame for the Ruan family's old house, it's likely only because it didn't have enough storage bags.

Ruan Tang rubbed her temples wearily and turned her gaze to the last and largest storage bag.

Xiao Bai said that everything inside was dug out from under the artificial mountain.

This is the main event.

A divine sense swept over it.

Three hundred and twenty identical large boxes were neatly stacked inside.

She opened them one by one using her divine sense.

In an instant, a dazzling golden light almost blinded her senses!

The box was full of heavy, golden bars that made one dizzy.

The second box contained various warm and lustrous jade artifacts, their luster understated yet priceless.

The third is a dazzling array of gemstones, which still shine brightly and shimmer in the darkness.

Ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, rare treasures and antiques... everything you could want.