Innate Yin-Yang Two Qi, An Exchange

Taking the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle, Minghe examined it carefully with his divine sense, then nodded before shaking his head.

It was not impossible for Great Peng to refine his own innate origin into the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle.

But the key question was, what did Great Peng know about artifact refinement?

With Minghe's discerning eye, he could immediately spot numerous flaws and problems in the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle's refinement.

"Your artifact-refining techniques are far too crude."

Minghe commented, "Great Peng, your innate origin could originally have allowed you to cultivate a great divine ability—the Innate Yin-Yang Divine Light, whose power would be unmatched."

"But you actually used it to refine an artifact. You must understand that no matter how powerful a magic treasure is, it is ultimately an external object."

"If your Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle is countered and suppressed by someone, your strength will be greatly diminished."

Great Peng was left speechless, though his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Minghe said no more. He opened his mouth and blew, sending a strand of Blood Flame flying out to envelop the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle.

Great Peng panicked at the sight and hurriedly said, "You said you didn't want it."

"That does not mean I can let you squander a treasure."

Minghe smiled. "I might as well lend you a hand and refine this Innate Yin-Yang Origin back into your body."

"Or perhaps, if you truly do not want this origin, I can reluctantly take it off your hands."

"You..."

Great Peng was speechless again, but there was nothing he could do. He was at another's mercy now.

He could only watch helplessly as Minghe gradually refined his Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle.

Great Peng's refining techniques were simply too crude. Before long, Minghe had refined the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle until it fell apart.

It had to be said that Great Peng had put considerable care into this magic treasure and used quite a few good materials.

But his skill was ultimately lacking. The Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle he had made could at most be considered a mid-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasure.

Its power relied entirely on the Innate Yin-Yang Two Qi within it.

As Minghe dismantled and restored it, he soon extracted a mass of black-and-white intertwined origin.

This was Great Peng's accompanying Innate Yin-Yang Origin, or, in other words, the Innate Yin-Yang Two Qi. They were one and the same.

As this mass of Innate Yin-Yang Origin was extracted, the Innate Five-Elements Origin within Minghe's body could not help but stir as well.

It transformed behind Minghe into a sheet of five-colored divine light.

When Great Peng saw Minghe's Five-Colored Divine Light, his expression changed again, and he blurted out, "This is?"

Minghe glanced at Great Peng and smiled. "What? You do not recognize it?"

"Innate Five-Colored Divine Light?" Great Peng's pupils constricted as he stared intently at Minghe, a fierce glint gathering in his eyes.

Minghe shook his head. "Do not overthink it. Your elder brother is not the only one in this world with Innate Five-Elements Origin. By chance, I obtained a portion and refined it into Five-Colored Divine Light. Is there a problem with that?"

Great Peng felt greatly relieved and let out a breath, though he still said, "You are far too mysterious. How am I supposed to know whether what you say is true or false?"

"And you know so much about us. Even if you are a great power, you should not know us this well."

Minghe shook his head. "Think whatever you like. In any case, what I have not done, I have not done. I would not stoop to lying to deceive a junior like you."

"Now, let us decide who this Yin-Yang Two Qi belongs to. You have seen that I already possess the Five-Colored Divine Light. If I add this Yin-Yang Two Qi, its power will become even greater."

"If you do not want it, I will use it myself."

Minghe did indeed have that intention. After all, combining the Five Elements with Yin and Yang, merging these two innate divine abilities, would produce truly unimaginable power.

But since he had taken Great Peng under his wing, Minghe had his own principles. Unless Great Peng willingly gave it up, he would not seize it by force.

At these words, Great Peng's expression shifted constantly. He had not fully believed Minghe, but in truth, he had believed quite a bit of it.

After all, the Innate Yin-Yang Two Qi was right before him, yet Minghe had not immediately taken it.

Instead, he had offered a choice.

That alone revealed something about Minghe's character.

And in this situation, what could he do even if he did not believe him?

Great Peng had long understood that in the Primordial World, the strong preyed upon the weak. The weak had few choices.

Just as before, when he saw Minghe's Dao Field, his first thought had been to occupy it directly.

Because he believed himself stronger than Minghe.

Of course, he had soon been proven wrong, then captured by Minghe with a turn of his hand and made into a mount.

That too was the law of the strong preying upon the weak. He had no room to choose.

In that instant, Great Peng thought of many things. At last, he said, "I do not want this Yin-Yang Two Qi. How about exchanging it with you?"

"An exchange?"

Minghe was somewhat surprised.

Then, seeing Great Peng's gaze fall upon the Phoenix Tree, Minghe understood.

"You want this Phoenix Tree?" Minghe asked.

Great Peng nodded.

"Interesting."

Minghe laughed. "Then it is settled. Deal!"

Minghe agreed to exchange the Phoenix Tree for Great Peng's Innate Yin-Yang Two Qi.

With a reach of his hand, Minghe pulled up the Phoenix Tree, which had only been planted a short while ago.

Using a divine ability, he compressed it into a ball of light like a flame, then casually tossed it to Great Peng.

Great Peng hurriedly caught the Phoenix Tree. As he looked at it, he still found it somewhat hard to believe.

Minghe had actually agreed.

This Phoenix Tree was a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Root, yet Minghe had simply given it to him.

"Thank you, Master." Great Peng opened his mouth, seeming to want to say more, but he did not know how to address Minghe. In the end, he called out reluctantly.

Minghe smiled and had Great Peng sit on a prayer cushion before beginning to instruct him.

After all, Great Peng would be his mount from now on, and thus represent his public image.

It was necessary to give him some guidance on cultivation.

Great Peng was both shocked and delighted, and he hurriedly listened attentively.

He had originally been arrogant and unruly, but this time, Minghe's strength had thoroughly convinced him.

Thus, when Minghe instructed him, Great Peng was especially earnest.

After guiding Great Peng, Minghe allowed him to leave and choose a palace beside the Blood God Palace to reside in.

However, whenever Minghe needed to go out, he could summon Great Peng at any time to serve as his mount.

Great Peng accepted this arrangement with a helpless, bitter smile.

But clearly, he had begun to accept it. After all, this was actually quite normal in the Primordial World.

Many great powers liked to subdue powerful birds and beasts as mounts.

Just as Minghe had said, it was not humiliation, but glory.

Serving as the mount of a powerful great power actually brought considerable benefits.

After all, having a great power's protection was a very good thing.

Moreover, great powers might occasionally grant benefits, such as Minghe's guidance on cultivation this time. Such opportunities were things many living beings could only dream of.

In other words, becoming a great power's mount was itself a competitive position. Being able to stand out and obtain it was already quite remarkable.