Chapter 751 Underground Black Market_1
The Beast Taming Bag flew up, its opening rapidly expanding and floating in midair.
Dragon leaped into the air and dove headfirst into the Beast Taming Bag. Its massive body disappeared inside the bag, which then closed and flew into Carson Flores’s hand.
Carson weighed the Beast Taming Bag in his hand a couple of times, a look of surprise in his eyes.
This Beast Taming Bag truly was magical.
After repeating the process twice and checking with Dragon to ensure there were no problems, Carson finally hung the Beast Taming Bag at his waist.
Looking around, Carson said, "This Beast Taming Bag is a bit too conspicuous."
Fabian Vasquez understood immediately and suggested, "The Beast Taming Bag cannot be placed inside a Space Ring, and hanging it at the waist is indeed rather noticeable. People from the Sect usually like to wear capes or half-cape coats—not only do they look good and stylish, but they also conveniently conceal the Beast Taming Bag, preventing the exposure of one’s status as a Beast Tamer. After all, nobody wants to directly reveal their trump cards, making others wary."
Carson thought it made sense. Capes were indeed nice but not so convenient. Cape coats were loose and good-looking, and they could mask one’s figure, which was a great idea.
Carson himself was only at the Golden Core Stage. If he counted Logan Moss, who was about to hatch, that would mean he had three Nascent Soul Stage Demons. He really did need to conceal his Beast Taming Bag.
He decided to buy one to try it out. When outside, it was prudent to hide one’s trump cards. The more trump cards you expose, the more dangerous it becomes when someone targets you. The more trump cards you have, the greater your chance to survive if someone tries to plot against you.
"Blake Gibbs has disappeared. Nobody will be looking for him, right?"