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"Within the Saint Realm, all things possess a spirit. They are a gift from our Buddha, and thus, public property of the Saint Realm.

If a Spiritual Object is born, a disciple should report it to the Steward's Hall. It should either be studied together by the virtuous or collected into the treasury to await proper use.

To privately harvest and refine it... heheh. Although, Junior Brother may have obtained it by chance.

But in the end... it is against the rules."

With that said, his intentions were now obvious.

He used the rules as a pretext to accuse Qi Yun of "privately refining a Spiritual Object of the Saint Realm," thereby gaining leverage over him.

Qi Yun's eyes lowered slightly as if in thought. A moment later, he looked up, his gaze still clear.

"What Senior Brother says is absolutely right.

I am new here and was unaware of these rules. When I saw the naturally formed Spiritual Object, I felt a connection and followed my instincts to refine and comprehend it. It was indeed reckless of me."

His attitude was sincere, admitting his "mistake," yet he made no mention of compensation or apology. Instead, he subtly hinted that he was fated to have the Spiritual Object and that its Refinement was a natural act of cultivation.

A flicker of displeasure crossed the Golden Pool Arhat's eyes, but the smile on his face only widened, as if he didn't care at all.

"No matter, no matter. Since it was an unintentional mistake, and Junior Brother is an Ancient Sect Inheritor, it is understandable. It's just that..."

His tone shifted, his burning gaze fixed on Qi Yun—especially on his eyes and the bright aura flowing around him, which was so different from ordinary Dharma Gates. His voice was now tinged with undisguised greed and a probing nature.

"I observed the method Junior Brother used to refine that Stone Buddha Heart. It was quite miraculous."

"The aura was harmonious and free-flowing, the Refinement swift and complete. I wonder, what secret Technique of your esteemed sect did Junior Brother use?"

"I am in charge of the Treasure Light Pavilion, where I specialize in appraising, collecting, and maintaining the world's Exotic Treasures and secret cultivation techniques. I am naturally curious about all sorts of profound methods."

"If Junior Brother is willing to... hmm, 'exchange' a thing or two with me about this Secret Technique for refining Spiritual Objects and augmenting the Dharma Body, I can pretend today's incident never happened."

"Not only that, but if any other suitable Spiritual Objects appear in the Saint Realm in the future, I can also... make things convenient for you."

At this moment, the old monk Golden Pool finally revealed his true intentions!

He didn't care about rules or public property at all.

What he was after was Qi Yun's "Refinement Secret Technique"!

He was using this as leverage to extort it from him!

After hearing this, Qi Yun was silent for several breaths.

Inside the stone grotto, the only sounds were the faint, crisp clinking of the Prayer Beads in the Golden Pool Arhat's hand and the indistinct whistling of the wind outside.

Suddenly, Qi Yun looked up, a very faint smile slowly spreading across his face.

"So, this is what Senior Brother had his eyes on."

His tone was still calm, even holding a hint of understanding.

"Senior Brother certainly has a sharp eye."

Seeing that he seemed to be considering it, the Golden Pool Arhat was overjoyed, his smile growing even more brilliant.

"Junior Brother is a smart man, so I won't beat around the bush."

"This technique is extraordinary. For it to remain in your hands alone would be a waste, like a bright pearl gathering dust."

"If it can be shared with my Treasure Light Pavilion, we can study it together, surely bringing it to greater heights and benefiting more of our fellow practitioners in the Buddhist Sect."

"You, Junior Brother, would also receive a greater share of the Saint Realm's resources. Your future would be limitless!"

He felt he had a firm grasp on the situation, using both leverage and temptation. He was certain this young monk would have to submit.

However, Qi Yun's next words made his smile freeze on his face.

"Unfortunately," Qi Yun said, shaking his head gently. His gaze was as still as an old well. He looked at the Golden Pool Arhat as if he were a stubborn stone about to be cast into a furnace.

"This technique is a spark of Spiritual Light contained within my very bones. It belongs to me alone, cannot be taught, and certainly cannot be shared with outsiders."

The Golden Pool Arhat's face darkened. The feigned gentleness in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by ice and menace.

"Junior Brother... you're unwilling?"

"Privately refining the Saint Realm's public property... this crime can be treated as either major or minor."

"I took into account that this was your first offense and tried to persuade you with kind words."

"If you remain obstinate and this matter gets out, I'm afraid even your title as an 'Ancient Sect Inheritor' might not be enough to protect you!"

"Oh?" Qi Yun raised an eyebrow, a slight, unreadable smile on his face. "Then in Senior Brother's opinion, what should be done?"

"Hand over the foundation of the Secret Technique!" The Golden Pool Arhat took a step forward, his Foundation Establishment Middle Stage pressure surging toward Qi Yun, no longer concealed. His voice became harsh.

"Otherwise, don't even think about leaving this grotto today!"

Qi Yun cultivated the Primordial True Body, which made his aura perfectly fluid and clear. Unless a True Monarch was present, no one could see through his Cultivation Realm; they would only assume he was at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage.

Facing what he perceived as a newcomer Buddhist Cultivator at the Early Stage, Golden Pool had completely dropped all pretense, intending to seize the technique by force!

Yet, faced with the oppressive pressure and the Golden Cage Daoist Intent, Qi Yun's figure remained utterly still. Not even the hem of his robes stirred.

He let out a soft sigh, as if with a touch of regret.

"It seems there's nothing left to discuss."

The moment his words fell, the air in the stone grotto instantly froze.

The false amiability on the Golden Pool Arhat's face froze over completely. Greed and ferocity flickered in his narrow eyes like a viper's tongue. The Foundation Establishment Middle Stage pressure around him, mixed with his "Golden Cage Daoist Intent," erupted with a BOOM, transforming into visible, pale-gold ripples that pressed down viciously on Qi Yun!

The string of large, golden Prayer Beads in his hand flared with brilliant light.

On the surface of each bead, illusory shadows of intricate Sanskrit shackles appeared. They linked together, manifesting in the air as a brilliant, octagonal golden cage, thirty feet across. It descended from above, aiming to entrap and completely imprison Qi Yun!

"Hopelessly stubborn!"

"Today, I will teach you the meaning of 'rules'!"

Golden Pool snarled, his voice like metal scraping against stone.

And yet, facing this pressure and Divine Technique—enough to make an ordinary Foundation Establishment Early Stage Cultivator's bones go soft and their Dao Foundation tremble—Qi Yun merely lifted his right hand.

His five fingers were slightly spread, palm facing up.

He formed no hand seals, chanted no Curses. Even the gentle Buddha's Rhyme around him didn't change in the slightest.

But deep within his eyes, a nine-colored light quietly bloomed. His left eye became like an eternal night that had consumed all starlight, and his right eye, like the Primordial dawn splitting chaos.

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