Li Yan cast aside his other thoughts and sent one strand of Divine Sense toward the little sword on the table, while probing the mouth of the Storage Pouch with another. Two clear images appeared in his mind. In one, the little sword seemed connected to him by a thread that he could tug at will. In the other was a strange space roughly two zhang wide, where everything was slightly distorted. Several spirit stones, a few sets of clothes, and a small porcelain bottle lay quietly within.
Recalling the method Seventh Senior Brother had just taught him, he slowly pulled on the thread of Divine Sense connected to the little sword. The sword actually rose slowly from the table. The next moment, the two strands of Divine Sense merged. When he looked again with his eyes, the little sword was nowhere to be seen on the table.
He hurriedly sent his Divine Sense into the Storage Pouch, and that space immediately appeared in his mind. The little sword was lying quietly inside. Li Yan was overjoyed and slowly savored the marvelous sensation.
The next moment, he locked his Divine Sense onto a spirit stone inside the pouch. With a pull and release, white light flashed at the pouch's opening, and a spirit stone appeared on the tabletop.
"Little Junior Brother, you really can use Divine Sense. Truly impressive, truly impressive." Seventh Senior Brother's voice came from beside him, the envy on his face still plainly visible.
Seeing that Li Yan could already use the Storage Pouch, Lin Daqiao thought for a moment and went on to explain how to use the little sword and flying spiritual artifacts—namely, the use of spiritual power. This was far simpler than using Divine Sense. Another quarter of an hour or so passed, and