Chapter 2: The Mysterious Ring

  This is a seemingly ordinary ring with a silver-gray surface, adorned with some simple textures, and its size and quality are no different from those of an ordinary ring.

  From whatever angle you looked at it, Yang Fan couldn't see anything extraordinary about it.

  If it were in peacetime that he obtained this ring, Yang Fan probably wouldn't have given it a second glance, and even if he held it in his hand, he would have casually thrown it away.

  But it is just this ordinary ring, yet it comes from beyond the Ninth Heaven!

  "This ring is hidden so obscurely... there must be some earth-shaking secret inside."

  Yang Fan suppressed the excitement in his heart and began to explore the secrets hidden by this silver ring from all aspects.

  However, after half a day of searching, Yang Fan still couldn't find any clues.

  "Strange... this ring is perfectly normal."

  Yang Fan clearly knew the extraordinary nature of this silver ring, but he just couldn't find a breakthrough.

  Too weird, too weird.

  Yang Fan calmed himself down and gazed at the ring with a contemplative expression.

  According to ancient records, it is said that certain legendary spiritual treasures can recognize their masters through a 'blood contract'. If the level of this ring is high enough, it should be able to recognize its master in this way and reveal its secrets.

  Yang Fan thought of this, and then bit his index finger, drawing out a blood-colored line in the air, quickly forming a strange blood-colored pattern. This was the "Blood Covenant" formation, which could be used by cultivators above the Refining Qi stage.

  Immediately, he uttered a string of incantations, his hands transformed into a series of illusory shadows, and the spiritual light flickered, causing the sudden radiance of the Blood Covenant to surge.

  At some point.

  Period.

  Yang Fan's eyes shone with a hint of spiritual light, and he let out a soft cry before extending his index finger to point at the silver ring.

  "Go!"

  In an instant, the blood-colored array condensed into a thumb-sized blood-colored mark, which was pressed onto the silver ring under Yang Fan's index finger.

  Buzz~

  A strange wave came from the void.

  However, when his blood-colored mark was lifted from that silver ring, he immediately disappeared mysteriously.

  Vanish into thin air, without warning.

  This is too creepy!!

  "What...what's going on?"

  Yang Fan was shocked beyond measure, such a scene completely exceeded his imagination.

  Judging from the omens, the Blood Pact has failed.

  If it's successful or has some effect, Yang Fan can at least produce some kind of resonance with this ring.

  Failure!

  Yang Fan let out a light breath, but didn't give up. Instead, he felt an increasing sense of eeriness about the ring.

  "Why don't I try this ring's material..."

  Yang Fan sank into thought, applying some force to the ring.

  Crack!

  The ring broke and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

  "This..."

  Yang Fan's heart had already cooled down by half.

  This ring is actually broken.

  I'd like to ask, how can a superior law treasure be damaged so easily?

  Even if it was Yang Fan's own low-grade spiritual artifact "Qingfeng Sword", which could withstand at least a thousand kilograms of force, it would not have been damaged so easily.

  But in the next moment, Yang Fan's eyes lit up.

  The ring was broken, but among the shattered fragments, a very small paper ball was exposed.

  "What is this thing?"

  Yang Fan carefully picked up the unremarkable paper ball and unfolded it.

  That paper ball was only the size of a thumb, even when unfolded, but as soon as it was unfolded, it suddenly turned into a three-foot-long painting scroll, just like magic.

  The paper quality of this painting looks ordinary too.

  "There were also words written above..." Yang Fan's face showed joy, and he couldn't help but gaze intently.

  On the ordinary canvas, a few lazy and scattered words were written: broken and then established.

  Destroy and then establish?

  Yang Fan was slightly stunned, and a sense of being played with involuntarily arose in his mind.

  As a cultivator, who doesn't know or understand the principle of destroying and then establishing?

  If the characters in the painting are strong and powerful, with infinite meaning, that's fine. But the key is... these four words on top, written extremely lazily, even with a twisted trend...

  "Could it be that some great deity is intentionally teasing me..."

  Yang Fan thought of this, and a nameless fire was born in his heart.

  Demolish and then rebuild? Bullshit!

  Yang Fan stretched out his hand and immediately tore the painting into pieces, throwing them to the ground.

  Hoo-hoo!

  After tearing up the painting, Yang Fan's heart finally felt a bit more at ease. He was a bit arrogant, not a bad person, but couldn't get along with good people either, and hated being teased and deceived by others.

  Splish-splash!

  At this moment, a pile of paper scraps on the ground suddenly condensed together and recombined into a canvas.

  "This..."

  Yang Fan's head was on fire again, but after a closer look, he found that there were a few more lines of words on the painting:

  Destruction before establishment, can only succeed afterwards.

  To learn this skill, one must first castrate oneself.

  Yang Fan almost vomited blood.

  The first sentence is nothing, but the second sentence is a naked insult to Yang Fan.

  In the Eastern Continent, cultivators do not necessarily need to completely eliminate the seven emotions and six desires. They do not prohibit talking about love, but generally limit it to "fellow practitioners". It can be said that a considerable number of cultivators have their own dual cultivation partners, with tacit understanding between them, and under dual cultivation, they can greatly promote each other's cultivation.

  Therefore, "to practice this skill, one must first castrate oneself", even for the cultivators of this world, it is a great insult.

  Yang Fan didn't even think about it and stretched out his hand again, tearing the painting into shreds.

  Hehe~~

  Yang Fan tore apart the painting scroll and concentrated on observing it, preventing the painting from reassembling itself.

  However, the painting axis did not combine this time.

  Hiss!

  In an instant, all the fragments on the ground condensed and combined into the ring that Yang Fan had seen before.

  And then, the ring suddenly shot up from the ground and floated in front of Yang Fan, spinning around him.

  Yang Fan was slightly startled and looked at the ring with a guarded expression, asking:

  "What is your purpose?"

  Whoosh!

  The ring transformed into a vague residual shadow and was put on Yang Fan's right middle finger.

  Suddenly, the ring shone with a seven-colored halo, and Yang Fan felt himself entering a mysterious and unpredictable space.

  ……

  He was in an unfamiliar space, surrounded by endless dark red land, emitting a terrible dead silence.

  Only the green land under his feet was normal soil, growing lush and thriving weeds.

  Of course, this piece of green land is only one square meter and looks like a miniature farm.

  Next to it is also built a small hut.

  Of course, the hut is also quite small, only about ten square meters.

  Woof woof woof!!

  Next to the thatched cottage, there was a small dog barking loudly.

  "Welcome to 'Xianhong Space'......"

  Yang Fan surprisingly understood its voice!!

  Xianhong Space?

  What kind of place is this?

  At the same time, Yang Fan could still feel his body in the space of Dongsheng Continent.

  Is this the legendary consciousness space?

  Woof woof woof!

  The little dog said, "The Xianhong space has existed for an extremely long time, witnessing the birth and destruction of the vast universe. As long as you can complete the first equivalent exchange, you will become the only non-native pioneer here."

  "The most important thing is that you can obtain the second set of heavenly defying techniques in the vast universe."

  "What's an equivalent exchange?" Yang Fan asked.

  "It must be broken before it can be established, only then can it succeed. To practice this skill, one must first castrate oneself." the little dog said.

  "No way, absolutely not!"

  Yang Fan couldn't help but shiver and said nothing would work out.

  As for what kind of heaven-defying technique, he hadn't even heard of it, and just thought this little dog was casually deceiving people.

  "You don't even consider, Xianhong space, infinite uses, can fulfill all your wishes... There's nothing you can't think of, nothing you can't get." The little dog's voice was full of temptation.

  "No, no, no..."

  Yang Fan shook his head like a wave drum.

  Even if you grow a stunning beauty, it's useless!

  "Look at this hut, it's a warehouse. Although it's small now, it can store anything from your real space and it's absolutely safe." The little dog continued to introduce.

  "This is indeed the legendary 'space ring' function......" Yang Fan was slightly stunned and somewhat surprised.

  In the Eastern Continent, Spatial Rings were only recorded in ancient texts. It was said that such treasures could only be crafted by those from the Immortal Realm. Ordinary cultivators used Storage Bags, which came in several grades.

  "Space Ring?" The little dog's face showed a look of disdain: "Once the space storage tool is broken, the items inside will enter the spatial chaos and be crushed into primitive microparticles. And this warehouse has me guarding it, absolutely safe, even if you die, others won't get it."

  Damn it! Yang Fan's forehead was covered in black lines. I'm already dead, why would I still care about this broken warehouse?

  "...Xianhong space, can you make me immortal?"

  Yang Fan took a deep breath and suddenly expressed his heartfelt wish.

  "Immortality?" The little dog showed disdain again, impatiently saying: "'Xianhong Space' can fulfill any of your wishes, this is without a doubt, don't make me repeat it for the second time."

  "Heh heh, once you've completed the equivalent exchange, you'll be able to obtain a set of techniques that will truly make you immortal."

  "It sounds good... but this requirement for an equivalent exchange is too harsh..."

  Yang Fan hesitated for a moment, and as soon as he thought of "to practice this skill, one must first castrate oneself", his heart turned cold.

  "Actually, there is a compromise... you don't have to be too strict."

  That little dog is walking slowly.

  "What method?"

  Yang Fan's heart moved slightly.

  Immortality, that is the dream pursued by billions of cultivators on the Eastern Profound Continent!!

  ……

  Whoosh!

  At this moment, in real space, Yang Fan from the neighboring Yang family suddenly had an accident.

  Whoosh!

  The strange space in front of me disappeared.

  Yang Fan's face was filled with a look of horror as he stared at the familiar room in front of him, the bed, the couch, the desk and chairs...

  The scene that just happened was like a fleeting and illusory dream.

  The ring in his hand was still worn as usual.

  Only on Yang Fan's palm, a small flying crane made of folded paper appeared.

  Clap! Clap! Clap!

  A small paper crane fluttered with a green glow, flapping its wings in front of Yang Fan, vivid and lovely.

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