The last item was merely an identity token belonging to the disciple who had owned the bracelet. The name inscribed on it was unremarkable, and Lin Mu didn't even bother remembering it before tossing it into his ring.
Meng Bai, meanwhile, was still staring at the massive pile of Immortal Stones in awe.
"This is a lot… How much do you think all the storage tools combined will have?" he wondered aloud.
Lin Mu smirked. "Let's find out."
He unlocked the other bracelet as well as the two rings of the Inner Court disciples, pouring out their contents onto the floor.
Meng Bai watched wide-eyed as piles upon piles of Immortal Stones sprawled across the ground without a care. Usually, people would handle such treasures with caution, placing them on tables or neatly arranging them, but Lin Mu treated them as if they were mere sacks of potatoes.
