Chapter 670

He had never carefully observed this mysterious space before; now he discovered that the interior of this space was vastly different. However, before he could come to his senses, the fire escape technique had already merged into the Nine Grade Dao Technique.

"Escaping by borrowing fire to become a rainbow?" The essence of the fire escape technique was revealed, and Ye Qin calmly accepted this information.

One by one, golden characters seemed to be copied, then merged into his mind.

"Looks like that Zhao Mo guy sent me a big gift." Although the resources are few, hand seals are also a precious wealth.

"Living by fire, taking form from fire, walking by borrowing fire..." Ye Qin began to appreciate the subtlety of the escape technique, and simply started cultivating.

Strands of strange true qi gradually condensed between his hands; he quickly formed a hand seal, the true qi filled the seal, and a wisp of flame silently arose.

The improved fire escape technique hand seal is easier to cultivate. If there are countless paths and methods to succeed in cultivation, then the hand seal after merging and improving with the Diamond Vajra is the shortest path.

Of course, also because Heiying's fire escape technique is not high-level, so after merging it also did not reach a high rank. Raising the rank still requires the fusion of other hand seals.

With palms together in front of the body, interlaced to form a strange hand seal pattern. A wisp of flame played between the fingers, gradually growing, showing a trend of burning more fiercely.

"Escape!" Ye Qin softly shouted, focusing his spirit at one point.

Suddenly, his hand seal stopped and vanished immediately. Next, his whole body turned into a scarlet light, quickly gathering in midair into a floating fireball.

Under his mental control, the fireball swiftly leapt up and down, moved left, right, forward, backward. At first it was a bit clumsy, only tracing a red scar in midair. But after the time it takes to finish a cup of tea, he could already keep it stationary and move it as he wished.

Sometimes floating, sometimes rising or falling.

After an hour.

A streak of fire drifted by, and the fireball quickly landed on the ground. Ye Qin, dressed in a brocade robe, stood with eyes closed at the original spot, forming a hand seal and silently chanting the guiding incantation.

At the beginning of training, auxiliary hand seal incantations were needed as a driving force, but after becoming familiar, he could gradually perform the hand seal without chanting and use the fire escape technique.

"Fire escape technique, incidentally also let me master the method of converting true qi into fire. Later, destroying corpses and erasing traces will be more convenient." After killing and setting fire, one must definitely erase traces, otherwise a spring breeze will revive the dead ashes.

Swish!

Ye Qin, with eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes; a strange light flashed past. He slowly extended his right hand, level in midair, palm up, fingers spread like claws. A ball of fire suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

He threw it toward the ground; the fire mass left his palm and rapidly burned across the ground, scattering everywhere.

With another sweep of his robe, the fire mass trembled, swayed a few times, then vanished.

"The Nine Grade Dao Technique I cultivate contains the Golden Crow True Law, which is itself a form of solar power. In essence, it can be freely transformed with fire. Moreover, I have now learned the Fire Escape Technique, making my control and transformation of fire even more facile." Ye Qin's face showed delight as he slowly restrained his true qi and inwardly gathered his breath.

However, he suddenly thought: "If I could learn the Daoist Samadhi True Fire, perhaps my cultivation and control of fire could reach a higher level."

On the Qingxuan Continent, fire-control techniques are few, and most of them merely control ordinary flames. For him, they are not sufficient, so he naturally feels dissatisfied.

The night presented a strange, ink-black hue, like spilled ink.

Within the darkness lurked an irritable atmosphere.

Night is normally the most tranquil time, but for Zhao Mo it is the most anxious and agonizing. He paced back and forth in the room, muttering anxiously: "I don't know if he succeeded; please don't let me down."

Five hundred low-grade spirit stones could accomplish many things for him; he absolutely could not just give them to Ye Qin. He felt unwilling.

However, from the moment the black-clad figure left, he waited until dawn the next day, but the figure never returned. He brushed his robe, his face slightly sinking, and said: "Someone, quickly prepare five hundred low-grade spirit stones to send to that Ye Qin."

He gave an order to the Zhao family's servants, and someone took his waist token to prepare it.

After that person left, he again muttered gloomily: "It seems he must have failed. Is that brat really that strong?"

He simply could not believe that an early Foundation Establishment cultivator could handle a mid Foundation Establishment veteran cultivator. How did that happen?

Finally, he could only silently curse "trash," then smash everything inside the room to pieces to vent his anger and resentment.

The next day, Ye Qin stood calmly waiting at the gate. From time to time he showed a pleased smile. After sending the medicine boy, the money boy also had a prospect.

At Ye Qin's residence…… Zhao Mo entered the courtyard with a blackened face, as if dyed in ink, slowly stepping in, followed by two servants each carrying over two hundred low-grade spirit stones. His gloomy visage seemed capable of wringing out water.

"Count them!" Zhao Mo coldly ordered the two servants to throw the spirit stones into the courtyard, then, with hands behind his back, said: "I've taken note of this matter; I look forward to our next encounter!"

Ye Qin, standing in the courtyard, blinked, then picked up the two bags of spirit stones on the ground, carefully counted them, and after confirming they were correct, said: "The spirit stones are fine, but Brother Zhao, do you have a masochistic tendency?"

Zhao Mo furrowed his brows, confused by Ye Qin's words, and displeased asked: "What do you mean?"

Ye Qin lifted the spirit stones into the house, a faint smirk on his lips, and explained: "Every time you lose, you then send me cultivation resources—doesn't that count as masochism?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Mo's face grew even uglier; he trembled as he pointed at Ye Qin and roared: "I won't let you succeed! Next time, you will surely die! The disappearance of my cheap older brother Zhao Ke must also be your doing!"

A glint of cold light appeared on his face, killing intent fully exposed, with no attempt to conceal it. The true qi within his body began to circulate, wildly stirring the surrounding aura.

Ye Qin stood with hands behind his back in the courtyard, calmly gazing at Zhao Mo, and said with slight surprise: "If you make a move now, the inner sect elders will not spare you. Perhaps then you'll have to send me another five hundred low-grade spirit stones."

Zhao Mo gritted his teeth and said: "You……" If he could, he would kill Ye Qin right now.

But the inner sect has explicit rules: inner sect disciples may not slaughter each other, or the consequences will be severe. Even though he is a Zhao family disciple, he dares not lightly offend.

Perhaps at night one could still take advantage of the darkness to fish in troubled waters, but during the day it is absolutely out of the question. Once discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable; this risk he dare not take.

"Alright, Young Master Zhao, please leave." Ye Qin turned and lifted the spirit stones, completely ignoring Zhao Mo's expression. Anyway, he currently dare not act.

Zhao Mo, ashamed and angry, had no choice but to leave resentfully. However, at the moment he turned, Ye Qin glanced sideways, secretly pondering: When the two sides clash again, that will be Zhao Mo's day of death and disappearance. He will not easily let his enemy go.

If Zhao Mo knew Ye Qin's thoughts, who knows whether he would regret it?

……

Five hundred low-grade spirit stones, not a single one less.

Ye Qin took out one to test its cultivation effect, holding the spirit stone tightly in his hand, calmly circulating the Nine Grade Dao Technique.

Surprisingly, the spiritual energy within the spirit stone was flowing into his body at an astonishing speed.

Boom! It felt as if a pure stream was entering his body from every pore, and as the technique circulated, it rapidly transformed into true qi.

"This speed is far greater than absorbing spiritual energy from the air, and the amount cannot even be compared." Ye Qin quickly ascertained his current condition; cultivating with spirit stones is indeed faster and more effective than cultivating with ambient spiritual energy.

"Wait, how am I supposed to carry so many spirit stones on my person?"

Five hundred spirit stones is no small number; piled up they almost form a small hill.

To make matters worse, he has to move out tomorrow, and he doesn't even know how far the inner sect disciples' lodgings are from the outer sect.

If only he had a spatial-type treasure like a Qiankun bag. But this thought is merely wishful thinking. He shook his head self-mockingly: "Even Zhao Mo doesn't have a spatial treasure, let alone me."

However, suddenly his face lit up. He thought perhaps he could carve out a corner of the space inside the Vajra Bracelet to use as a spatial-type treasure. But whether it would succeed, he had no confidence.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his consciousness swiftly entering the Vajra Bracelet. A strand of flowing light split from his consciousness, in the blink of an eye merging into the Vajra Bracelet, engaging in communication with it.

The golden light remained the dominant hue inside the Vajra Bracelet's space, with various golden characters filling it, displaying its supreme status.

Soon, the golden space in a corner of the Vajra Bracelet began to change.

A space of roughly a hundred cubic units appeared before Ye Qin's eyes.

"Success!" he exclaimed, his face lighting up; he never expected the Vajra Bracelet could actually be used as a space-type treasure.

In the future, when traveling through myriad heavens and spacetime, he could also store things inside it.

"Collect!" he shouted, extending his right hand and waving his sleeve at the two bags of spirit stones on the ground. A strange force emanated from his hand, white light flared, enveloping the spirit stones and swiftly pulling them into the Vajra Bracelet, as if they were being placed into another space.

When his consciousness entered the Vajra Bracelet to check, the two bags of spirit stones were indeed there, steadily piled in a corner of the space, with no sign of their spiritual energy being drained.

"This way, looting and plundering will become easier in the future. This is truly essential equipment for a bandit's path." Ye Qin smiled faintly, secretly wondering how many unlucky souls would suffer in the future.

Afterward, Ye Qin eagerly stored the scarlet long sword he had obtained from Zhao Kai into the Vajra Bracelet.

Likewise, a strand of mystical white light enveloped the two-finger-wide scarlet long sword, forming a curtain of red-and-white intertwined light.

Buzz! After a soft sound, the long sword concealed by the light curtain vanished.

"As expected, I have successfully carved out a corner inside the Vajra Bracelet for storage. Since the Vajra Bracelet itself resides in my dantian, I need not worry about being seen. The only caution is to avoid detection by old monsters, lest they demand a full-body inspection." Ye Qin secretly rejoiced; future actions would be far more convenient.

Next, he stored the Quick Recovery Pills and other resources he had obtained from killing and looting into the Vajra Bracelet one by one.

Following the same method, he quickly stored everything away; after the light flashed a few times, the items he had covered disappeared.

This process was very swift. However, Ye Qin possessed few items, so at most he could add a few pieces of clothing—nothing else, just mundane objects.

With a thought, he waved his palm toward the ground. A light swiftly appeared, intertwining white and golden radiance.

After waiting a moment, the light curtain gradually faded, revealing the items he had previously stored on the ground. Even in his experiments, he could precisely retrieve a particular small object.

Such experiments were merely to make future storage and retrieval more convenient. Basically, by flipping his palm and stirring true qi to produce light, the objects would appear.

Once he fully adapted to the existence of the space-type treasure, he lost interest in continuing the experiments.

After storing all necessities, Ye Qin finally relaxed.

He lay on the ground, pondering what lay ahead: after moving out of here to the inner sect, would he no longer have this tranquility? It wasn't impossible for several people to share a room.

But then there would be no privacy to speak of.

Yet he possessed the Vajra Bracelet, which could at any moment allow him to traverse spacetime to another world.

No one could guarantee when he might suddenly depart.

If he were discovered, would he not incur grudges? Or perhaps even hatred.

"I hope it won't be too much of a pitfall. Unfortunately, it's not something I can choose." Ye Qin shook his head slightly, wearing a look of helplessness.

After tidying up, he intended to cultivate seriously tonight. He faintly sensed that the Vajra Bracelet was undergoing some change; perhaps the journey to another world was about to begin again.

The next day, at the outer sect residence. A man in a brocade robe slowly lowered his hands, drawing his true qi inward and subduing his aura.

At that moment, a middle-aged man wearing a brown Daoist robe with his hair tied up walked slowly over.

The brown robe fluttered in the wind as a middle-aged elder strode forward, hands behind his back. His gaze fell on Ye Qin, who had just finished cultivating; a glint of sharpness flashed in his eyes before he produced a list and calmly said to Ye Qin, "Are you Ye Qin?"

Seeing this, Ye Qin's heart startled; he hurried forward a few steps and respectfully replied, "Disciple Ye Qin greets the Elder."

Although he did not know the Elder's name, Ye Qin knew that anyone wearing a brown robe must be an Elder of the sect.

Moreover, three days had passed; the Elder arrived holding a list, his purpose obvious—to arrange for the outer-sect disciples who had passed the examination to enter the inner sect.

The Elder nodded, stroked his beard, and explained, "I am here to escort you to the inner sect. Pack your belongings and follow me; the distinctive attire for inner-sect disciples has already been prepared at your dwelling, so there's no need to worry."

His gentle gaze fell on Ye Qin as the Elder also sized up this outer-sect disciple hailed as a peerless genius, hesitating whether to give him a test or to inform him of the purpose of this journey.

"Good!" Ye Qin nodded, his smile fading slightly as he said mysteriously, "Reporting to Elder, I have little to pack; let's set off now."

His sleeves brushed clean wind, carrying not a speck of dust.

The Elder eyed him suspiciously, his expression unchanged, and asked lightly, "Are you sure? Once you enter the inner sect, opportunities to return are rare; think it through."

"Replying to Elder, I have already decided." Ye Qin answered slowly. (End of chapter)