Chapter 26: The Secret of the Law Treasure (Middle)

  Yuán Qìng Lǎo Dào's things were not few, counting them carefully, there were over a hundred items. When Yīn Shī took out those things, Lín Qiūlòu still didn't dare to believe her eyes. How could it be that in just a few days, Yīn Shī would actually listen to Qín Yìfán's words and bring out all these things without missing a single one?

  "Pure heart, good things." Lin Qiulü held the old Daoist's dustpan with a segment of its silk tassel cut off, nodding in admiration. She felt a pang of sorrow for the part that had been severed by Qin Yifan. It seemed that as humans, they couldn't help but be influenced by worldly desires. At the time when their lives were threatened, she hadn't appreciated the value of this object and would have gladly cut it into pieces. Now, holding it in her own hands, she felt a twinge of regret for that one slash.

  Good things belong to good people, but Lin Qiulü didn't stay. Although Qin Yifan had explicitly said that he could take whatever he wanted, this was obviously something for outsiders or eunuchs in the palace to use, and Lin Qiulü didn't want to hold it in her hand and show off.

  "Kunlun black jade, Tian Shan ice silkworm, after 49 days of yin fire quenching and tempering, both are cold ice materials. With the addition of yin fire quenching and tempering, it already has a calming effect on the mind and spirit. Later, every day, Yuan Qing Lao Dao held it in his hand for many years, occasionally using spiritual power to nourish it, far exceeding its original four-grade treasure quality. Especially that concentrated spirit effect, is truly invaluable."

  Qin Yifan casually took the old man's duster, played with it for a moment, and then handed it to Yin Shi: "Take it and play with it!" He didn't feel any unusual aura from the treasure at all, and discarded it like a worn-out shoe: "However, don't you really want it? Having it in hand might help you get used to this place's fierce and evil energy sooner."

  It's not that Qin Yifan didn't recognize the goods, first of all, Qin Yifan holding a duster was also very awkward, secondly, the so-called effect of concentrating one's mind on the duster was simply dispensable for Qin Yifan. The old Taoist being able to hold out here for so long had nothing directly to do with this duster, however, in the end he still couldn't defeat Old Brother Hu and got injured.

  The most important thing is that Qin Yifan can no longer use any powerful magic even if he has it in his hands. He is still outside the threshold of Taoist magic and cannot enter, so having it would be a waste.

  Lin Qiulü took the duster without any expression, but her face didn't show any disappointment: "Relying on external objects is always a inferior choice, I've been tempering my flying sword and feel that even that time is too short, where would I have time to use this thing."

  Although Lin Qiulü said it lightly, Qin Yifan became interested: "You said that this thing is of the fourth rank, how do you distinguish the ranks of your magical instruments?"

  "Generally speaking, it is divided according to the degree of matching between the material and the master. If strictly calculated, it should also be divided by function. Most of the magic treasures are biased towards attack or defense combat functions, but a small number of magic treasures are purely for enjoyment. Such things, you really can't decide how powerful they will be in battle. For example, this one." He said, stretching out his hand to pick up a bright pearl from a pile of things and holding it in front of Qin Yifan's eyes.

  A baby-fist-sized bead, perfectly round and naturally formed, emitting a faint glow, but it's too bright to see clearly. Qin Yifan took it over, feeling a cool sensation in his hand: "What is this?"

  "What is known as the 'Dust-Avoiding Night Pearl', within a radius of one square meter, not a speck of dust can be found. Moreover, at night it emits a light that surpasses even the brightness of a full moon, sufficient to allow people to read and write. Furthermore, this thing has another advantage: within a radius of several meters, it is cool and comfortable, and there are absolutely no mosquitoes or other insects to bother you - isn't it a comfortable treasure for nurturing one's body? Lin Qiulü didn't show any surprise at discovering some kind of rare treasure; this thing was really not very useful for people who cultivate the Way, probably Yuan Qing Lao Dao only collected it because he saw its value."

  "What is considered high or low among the four grades? How many grades can your flying sword reach?" Qin Yifan still didn't understand how this grading system worked, after all, he hadn't come into contact with many cultivators' things before, which was normal.

  "Four-star, that's considered high for people like us!" Lin Qiulü said with some self-deprecation: "My flying sword is only mid-three-star, if nothing unexpected happens, it can be upgraded to four-star in two or three years."

  As for Qin Yifan, he still didn't know whether the fourth rank was high or low. But since Lin Qiulü was self-deprecating like this, it probably wasn't very high. However, he seemed determined to get to the bottom of things and continued asking: "How high is the highest rank?"

  "What's the highest?" Lin Qiulü looked at Qin Yifan, not understanding why he had to ask this question, but still replied: "I don't know, I once heard that the highest grade of weapon is Shu Mountain's Purple and Blue Double Swords, which should be 36th grade. As for whether there are any higher grades, I don't know, my master also can't make it clear."

  "How long will it take for your flying sword to reach the 36th rank?" Qin Yifan asked casually from over there.

  "Promoted to the 36th rank? How is that possible?" Lin Qiulü was also shocked upon hearing Qin Yifan's words, and immediately shook her head.

  "Impossible? Why?" Qin Yifan lowered his head and looked at Lin Qiulü again, asking once more.

  "......" Lin Qiulü didn't know how to respond to Qin Yifan, but always felt that her own thoughts were not wrong: "Thirty-six products, how is it possible?"

  "Don't even mention the precious artifacts, saying that one has to rely on oneself. Now, facing a chance for one's own artifact to upgrade in quality, yet not even daring to think about it?" For some reason, Qin Yifan's words suddenly became somewhat severe, and even shocking.

  Lin Qiulü was suddenly shocked, as if she had been enlightened: "Yes, I actually didn't even dare to think about it. Why can't I think? My flying sword may only be third-rate, but as long as I work hard, one day I'll be able to upgrade it to thirty-sixth-rate."

  When Lin Qiulü looked at Qin Yifan again, the confusion and self-doubt in her eyes were gone, replaced by a kind of clarity that was like clearing away clouds to reveal the sun. Qin Yifan's words made her realize that she had been too caught up in the glory of her predecessors, taking those legendary things as an insurmountable chasm that she could never cross, when in fact they should have been just a model or a goal to surpass, but instead became an obstacle to her progress. As a cultivator, this kind of mentality was completely unacceptable.

  Qin Yifan, however, seemed to have done nothing at all, casually picking out a thing that looked like a flying sword from the pile of things and handing it to Lin Qiulü: "Take a good look, what is this thing." Then he swept over the pile: "There are still many things, busy!"