Li Shifan, however, watched with an amused expression until the very end. With a wave of his hand, he pulled the sphere back.
The sphere had previously been the size of a ping-pong ball, but now that it contained a heart, it had swollen to the size of a goose egg.
Zhang Deming looked at him. "Let me hold on to it," he said.
Upon hearing this, Li Shifan handed the sphere to Zhang Deming without hesitation. "Then I must thank you, Senior Brother."
Zhang Deming glanced at the small pack on Li Shifan's back. "You should really buy a storage bag," he said. "You're a proper Sword Cultivator. Do you really plan on performing Sword Flight in the future while lugging all your baggage around?"
Li Shifan gave a wry smile. "I wish I could. Senior Brother, you have no idea how fierce the competition for a single storage bag is over at the Artifact Refining Department.
The Artifact Refining process itself isn't the bottleneck; it's the materials with spatial or Wishing Size properties.
