"Treasure Refining Ghost Art—you want to cultivate this technique?" The vicious-faced old man's ghost infant stared intently at Qin Fengming, a strange look surfacing in his eyes.
"Could there be some hidden secret to this technique? You actually managed to cultivate it successfully. Why wouldn't this Qin be able to cultivate it?" Seeing the expression on the little infant before him, Qin Fengming's heart stirred as well.
With Qin Fengming's powerful spiritual sense, not the slightest movement or glance from the vicious-faced old man's ghost infant could escape his notice.
Seeing that fleeting, inscrutable meaning in the other party's eyes, he was unable to determine its cause for the moment.
"Cultivating it successfully? How could that be so simple? Fellow Daoist must have already read this technique. Although some of the characters in it are ancient script, you should be able to understand their meaning. But the crucial portions use an extremely strange form of writing. I imagine Fellow Daoist cannot recognize it either."
As the vicious-faced old man's ghost infant spoke, a trace of disdain unconsciously appeared on his face. From his words, it almost seemed that he himself had never successfully cultivated the Treasure Refining Ghost Art.
"The punch Fellow Daoist unleashed back then—was that not performed through this technique?"
The ghost infant's words left Qin Fengming utterly bewildered as well. When facing the vicious-faced old man's strike back then, if Qin Fengming had not circulated all his cultivation power and driven the Golden Body Art with all his might, whether he could have withstood that blow would have been another matter entirely.
Such a powerful physical attack—if it had not come from the body-refining technique of the Treasure Refining Ghost Art, could this old man possibly possess an even more formidable body-refining technique?
"Fellow Daoist Qin, you