What Long Chen hadn’t expected was that this seemingly simple black pot was shockingly heavy. It was like a mountain.

“This black pot can’t be ordinary. Fortunately, I came here before its runes completely failed, or it’d also have decayed.” Long Chen blessed his luck.

Due to how much time had passed, the black pot’s runes had reached the verge of collapsing. Once an item’s runes collapsed, even a King item would become nothing more than scrap metal.

Just now, Long Chen’s spiritual yuan had saved it from the brink. But as for what level of treasure this pot was, he would have to wait until it had recovered to see.

Right now, at best, it could only count as having been given a reprieve from death. Long Chen would need to continuously nourish it for a long time before being able to use it, but he didn’t have that time right now.

The water jar, earthen hearth, black pot, they all made this room look like an ordinary farmer’s house. Pushing open another door, he saw a brick bed. It seemed like there should have been various family tools on the bed, but now there...