In spite of the ability to manipulate the flame, the lowest level of the Nine-Level Cast Qi Class Ding Hao cultivated was classified into 72 kinds such as big fire, small fire, slow fire, Yin fire, asthenic fire, Yang fire, fetus fire, heart fire, bright fire, dying fire, increasing fire, decreasing fire, orderly fire and disorderly fire.

It was these complex fire types that alternated and combined with each other so as to form a complete process of casting a magical weapon.

Mastering 72 kinds of flames was a very irritating and prolonged process even for those who were talented on the road of being an inscription.

However, Ding Hao’s two souls were superimposed and comprehension ability was brilliant. After the magical emulsion transformation of the cave, the body also had unparalleled coordination, so he only cost one and a half hours which was equivalent to one percent of that of an average person. Ding Hao has thoroughly mastered the changes of 72 casting flames.

“Can I proceed to the next step?” A smile grew on Ding Hao’s mouth.

With his palms wide open naturally, he, like a magician, moved every finger lightly and small flames with completely different chroma jumped on each of his fingers. With the control of Ding Hao’s mind, these ten small flames were simultaneously changing constantly, alternating and combining with each other, just divided into 72 kinds.

If some high-level inscriptionists saw it, they would be screaming in surprise.

After all, there were also weak and strong levels to cultivate as an inscriptionist which was the same as in martial arts, from level one to twelve. But it was quite demanding for an inscriptionist’s talent and constitution, so inscriptionists were quite few in number. Especially the previous cultivation required considerable elementary knowledge and manipulative skills, so it cost much time for cultivation.

A Level-two inscriptionist was probably not the opponent for a warrior of the Martial Disciple Realm.

However, if the road of being an inscription master was cultivated to the peak, a level-twelve mature inscriptionist also had unparalleled strength and he could refine Mortal Instruments or even create lives. He had the ability bestowed by the God, creating many magical weapons which were enough to fight against the gods and devils.

Many inscription masters began to emerge in their twenties and reached a higher level in their realms.

They were able to control ten flames at the same time. This kind of controlling power was almost equivalent to the peak of level-one Inscriptionists.

Ding Hao, however, was only fourteen years old.

A 14-year-old inscriptionist had reached the peak of level-one?

It would shock the entire Swordsmanship-seeking Sect and he would be contested among those elders of the Sword-forging Hall who had real power.

“He’s fucking unusual. How could he be faster than me? Every time I see this genius, I have the urge to smash my head on the wall.” Even the Sword Master was shocked by Ding Hao’s talent and couldn’t hide his admiration and envy.

The Saber Master finally found an opportunity to say something and he laughed, “You finally admit that you are not competent haha… Okay, go ahead. I support you to smash your head. I’m afraid you can be more normal if you smash it for several times.”

Sword Master, speechless.

Ding Hao, speechless.

“Okay, that’s enough. Now, I’m going to teach you how to cast a Storage Ring. The materials you have on hand are enough.” After an idle chatter with the Saber Master, his voice became solemn. “First of all, you need to produce an Emblematic Gesture, using slow fire, asthenic fire, and Yin fire to alternate and change every breath. Then quench slowly out of the foreign matter from the Void Boundary Stone!”

Ding Hao nodded with his palms stretching out. As an invisible force made the fist-sized, light-silver Void Boundary Stone float in the air, then his hands and fingers changed irregularly at a high speed, like a lotus that burst into bloom constantly, pretty and coquettish.

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This was a Gentle Gesture.

One kind of fire-controlling Emblematic Gesture was described in the sutra of the Nine-Level Cast Qi Class.

It could control all kinds of mild flames, like the gentle embrace of lovers, so it was referred to as a Gentle Gesture, which was a foreign manner of quenching materials and a basic fire-controlling Emblematic Gesture for purification.

With the change of Ding Hao’s Emblematic Gesture, a group of different colors and different sizes of flames, with a strange law, constantly changed alternately and gradually grilled the Void Boundary Stone.

Moonlight was like frost, coming in through the window.

Time flew slowly.

As fire the grilled the Void Boundary Stone, its surface began to change to a liquid, and a puff of black powder gradually fell out of the stone, while the stone shrank slowly.

Ding Hao was gradually becoming more and more skillful in practice.

With his ten fingers wide open, they were like dancing elves, bringing some kind of an indescribable aesthetic feeling. They left some shadows on the center of his palms, confusing people.

As time passed, Ding Hao’s forehead gradually appeared to have a thin layer of sweat.

This was obviously a process that consumed a lot of energy and mind.

After about two hours, the fist-sized stone has been reduced to about one-tenth of the original, and its color had changed from pale silver to bright silver, releasing a dreamlike silver cymbal like crystal clear liquid.

The purification process was finally completed.

“The next step is a real casting process. Little Chap Ding, the Emblematic Gesture has to be changed into a Configuration Gesture. Now imagine your favorite ring shape in your mind. Then control the flame and breath, and constantly transform the shape of the stone until it becomes the shape you are satisfied with. This process requires a lot of burning flame Qi and spiritual power without suspension, so you should take a good rest or use the Qi crystals you get today to replenish energy.”

The solemn voice of the Sword Master echoed around Ding Hao’s mind.

Ding Hao did not hesitate. One of his hands continued to pinch out with the Gentle Gesture to control the flame, while the other hand fished out a small box, taking out one of the Qi crystals from it on his palm and drawing Qi energy from it.

In an instant, an endless stream of Qi energy flowed out of the sapphire crystal and was injected into Ding Hao’s body, supplementing Qi that he consumed before.

Ding Hao closed his eyes as he conceived the shape of the ring in his mind. With the changing movements of his right hand, the Gentle Gesture changed into the Configuration Gesture and gradually compressed and transformed the purified Void Boundary Stone. Then, his left hand held a Qi crystal to replenish energy.

“What the fuck! Single hand gesture? Dual-task?”

The Sword Master was also astonished.

He tried to control his own psywave, and did not affect Ding Hao’s casting. The surprise in his heart went to the extreme.