Chapter 65

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"Sir, do you really intend to carry these spirit stones like this?" The corner of his mouth twitched violently, and the tuft of red hair on his forehead swayed rapidly. The Yuhua Realm Spirit looked at Yin Xuege with a strange gaze and asked in a low voice, "Sir, you don’t even have a storage magical tool?"

"Storage magical tool? What is that?" Yin Xuege looked at the Yuhua Realm Spirit again, completely puzzled. There was no information about this in the courses at the Zizi Hall! But from the name, Yin Xuege suddenly remembered how the Yuhua Realm Spirit had taken out these spirit stones earlier!

These spirit stones, when piled together, were more than twice the size of the Yuhua Realm Spirit himself. How did this old man hide these spirit stones?

His heart beat violently, and a fierce bloodlight flashed in Yin Xuege’s eyes. He dropped all the spirit stones, and the Blood Spirit Sword let out a mournful cry, transforming into a bloodlight that tightly pressed against the Yuhua Realm Spirit’s neck.

"Yuhua Realm Spirit, little old man, what is this storage magical tool you mentioned?" Yin Xuege’s body was enveloped in a murderous aura, and a blood-colored mist slowly spread from his body, quickly covering an area of a hundred zhang. His body gradually turned blood-red, and the Blood Shadow Technique was ready to be unleashed. As soon as Yin Xuege activated it, he could immediately transform into a blood shadow and pounce on the Yuhua Realm Spirit.

The Yuhua Realm Spirit quickly raised his hands and shouted, "No, no, don’t move! If you damage this body of mine, won’t you have to fix it yourself in the future? A storage magical tool, as the name suggests, is a tool for storing things!"

Seeing that Yin Xuege was still completely puzzled, the Yuhua Realm Spirit sighed helplessly. He cautiously pointed to the altar and looked at Yin Xuege pitifully, "The old master left some of his personal items, including a storage magical tool he used to carry with him. Shall I fetch it for you, little old man?"

Yin Xuege pondered for a moment, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. He recalled the various behaviors of the Yuhua Realm Spirit since he entered the Yuhua Hall and finally decided to take a risk and try it!

"Perhaps, we should complete the master recognition ceremony first, and then talk about other things!" Yin Xuege looked at the Yuhua Realm Spirit, bit his tongue, and forced out a drop of heart blood. The heart blood, shimmering with a faint golden light, like molten brass, floated in front of Yin Xuege, and a unique blood demon’s yinsha aura burst forth.

The Yuhua Realm Spirit immediately jumped up in delight, and he quickly extended his two claws, tearing a blood mark about an inch long on his forehead. He carefully picked up Yin Xuege’s drop of heart blood and inserted it into the blood mark on his forehead. Then, a series of flying clouds and fairy light flashed over his body, and a large number of immortal inscriptions rapidly flickered on his surface.

A strange mental connection linked Yin Xuege’s soul. Just like when he forcibly subdued the black wood, Yin Xuege felt a powerful soul tightly connected to his own. Moreover, Yin Xuege had absolute control over this powerful soul; with a single thought, he could make it vanish into thin air.

The Yuhua Realm Spirit seemed to have put down some burden and sighed in relief. Then, he happily hopped over to Yin Xuege, knelt down, and bowed deeply several times.

"Alas, the Yuhua Small World cannot be without a master, and how can little old man be without a master? Without a master, who will replace little old man’s limbs if they break in the future? Master, from now on, everything in the Yuhua Small World belongs to you!"

The Yuhua Realm Spirit’s eyes and eyebrows crinkled into a smile, and he jumped around Yin Xuege like a madman, running several circles. Then, he suddenly hit himself on the forehead with his staff and wobbled towards the altar.

Yin Xuege also followed closely behind the Yuhua Realm Spirit and circled around to the huge altar.

Behind the altar, draped in a purple curtain, the Yuhua Realm Spirit had built a small nest for himself! According to Yin Xuege’s aesthetic standards, this nest, woven haphazardly from dry grass and tree vines, was not much different from a stray dog’s den.

But inside this crude and simple nest, there were several objects emitting a strange spiritual light.

Dropping his staff, the Yuhua Realm Spirit quickly dove into his nest and rummaged around for a while, then pulled out a forearm guard about two feet long, dark red in color, and with an ancient and elegant design.

Proudly holding the forearm guard, the Yuhua Realm Spirit approached Yin Xuege and opened his mouth, biting down on Yin Xuege’s finger.

Yin Xuege let out a painful cry and instinctively kicked the Yuhua Realm Spirit away. Fortunately, due to the soul connection between Yin Xuege and the Yuhua Realm Spirit, he did not feel any malice or killing intent, otherwise, it would not have been just a kick but a sword slash.

"Ah, spit!" The Yuhua Realm Spirit was completely unaffected by the kick. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of saliva, mixing the few drops of blood he had bitten from Yin Xuege’s finger with his saliva and spitting it onto the forearm guard.

A loud 'whoosh' sound filled the air, and the ancient and heavy forearm guard, without any patterns, transformed into a flame and flew straight towards Yin Xuege like a living thing. Without giving Yin Xuege time to react, the forearm guard 'clinked' and embedded itself into Yin Xuege’s clothes, firmly fitting onto his left arm.

The wrist guard wriggled, adjusting its shape according to the length and size of Yin Xuege’s arm. When the flames subsided, Yin Xuege’s entire left arm, from wrist to shoulder, was wrapped in a dark red forearm guard.

Yin Xuege stretched out his left hand, and a 'clink' sound echoed as a flame shot out from the forearm guard, covering his entire left hand. Then, a delicate, fully enclosed glove enveloped his left hand.

"Heavenly Mechanism Kylin Arm!" The Yuhua Realm Spirit looked at the forearm guard that wrapped around Yin Xuege’s entire left arm with deep satisfaction. "This is a component of the Heavenly Mechanism Kylin Armor that the old master designed in the last sixty years before his death! Unfortunately, the old master collected materials for sixty years and only managed to refine this forearm guard. Then, he suffered a mental breakdown and 'pop'—he was gone."

Yin Xuege tried moving his arm, and it moved freely without any hindrance.

Following the incantation taught by the Yuhua Realm Spirit, Yin Xuege silently recited the immortal spell and extended a thread of his consciousness into the forearm guard. Suddenly, a vast space appeared before his eyes.

A faint mist floated in this space, and Yin Xuege immediately saw several golden books and jade scrolls, as well as a small pile of top-grade spirit stones that emitted a faint spiritual light and continuously exhaled smoke and mist.

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