I swept the Phoenix with the Onmyoji Shikigami

Seeing Qingji's confusion and hesitation, Xinghan immediately smiled encouragingly and said firmly, "Yes, just smash it. Don't worry, this stone looks unusual, we have to see if it has any special reaction."

"Smash? Smash that small stone?" Qingji's voice became sharp. She looked a little hesitant, but it was obvious that she was not doubting Xinghan. Instead, she confirmed, "Sir, don't blame me if this stone is broken."

"No problem, go ahead and smash it. The damage is mine. I'll compensate." Xinghan swung his hand, and his whole body exuded a magnanimous sense of responsibility.

Qingji looked at Xinghan's confident eyes, nodded, tightly grasped the stone in her hand, and then smashed it hard on the ground.

With a "bang", the stone hit the ground, making a crisp sound.

Xinghan quickly ran over to check, "This stone is quite hard."

Neither the small stones nor the big stones changed, nor did they show any of the reactions they expected.

The ground was still calm, and the stone just lay there quietly, as if nothing had happened.

Xinghan squatted down and observed the stone carefully, trying to find out the secret.

He picked up the big stone that Qingji had found, and used it to gently tap the small stone that was originally on the ground, listening carefully to the sound of the stones hitting each other, while scanning every corner of the stone in his hand with his eyes.

However, no matter how they checked, there was nothing special.

Xinghan took a deep breath, stood up steadily, looked at Qingji with a firm gaze, and said slowly: "Let's do it again. This time, I want you to use all your skills and your greatest strength."

Qingji nodded slightly, her eyes showing some determination. She took the stone without hesitation and smashed it to the ground with all her strength.

This time, the impact was deeper and louder, as if the entire space was vibrating.

A bright light flashed in Xinghan's eyes. He stared at the stone and said excitedly: "Look, this stone may look ordinary on the outside, but it is extremely hard on the inside."

Qing Ji also looked over, with a bit of curiosity and admiration in her eyes. She nodded gently: "Sir, it is indeed as you said."

Xinghan bent down and picked up the larger stone, rubbing his fingers gently on the stone, as if he was having some kind of mysterious communication with it.

He raised his head, his eyes flashing with thought: "Also, I discovered an interesting phenomenon. When it is hit, it seems to release a special energy fluctuation."

"What about this stone?" Qingji pointed at the unique stone on the ground and showed a puzzled expression, "Now, we don't have to worry about this stone?"

"No, it's not. What we have been studying is the stone itself." Xinghan put down the stone that Qingji had carved out, picked up the stone on the ground again, and experimented repeatedly.

The stone disappeared and reappeared in his hands, and each time it was like solving a piece of a puzzle.

Xinghan frowned and muttered to himself, "This stone is very important, but I can't tell exactly how important it is. I look forward to seeing its changes, but...how can I use it?"

Seeing this, Qingji slowly approached Xinghan. A faint scent of sandalwood emanated from her body, interweaving with the surrounding air to create a unique atmosphere.

She looked at Xinghan with a hint of doubt in her eyes: "Sir, do you want me to try other methods to deal with this stone?"

Xinghan nodded.

"I can also cut it open!" Xinghan said with a stern look, biting his lip.

“No, no, no!” Xinghan quickly dissuaded him and shook his head: “It’s not cutting into small pieces. I’m thinking, there are other possibilities.”

His eyes suddenly fixed on Qingji, as if he had found some inspiration: "Qingji, I remember your ability should be called Burning Fire..."

Qing Ji felt a little uncomfortable when Xing Han looked at her. She coughed lightly and asked, "Sir, do you mean..."

Xinghan smiled slightly and stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch Qingji's hair. His hand paused in the air for a moment, and finally he retracted it.

"Your power of fire. I think maybe you can try to burn this stone with fire to see if you can extract something from it."

"The power of fire?" Qingji seemed to understand Xinghan's words, but did not figure out what the power of fire meant.

Xinghan also quickly waved his hands and smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I just suddenly thought of this possibility."

A hint of surprise flashed across Qingji's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure: "The power of fire...refine?"

Xinghan nodded: "Yes, that's it. Can you do it? Give it a try."

"Of course sir, I can give it a try." Qingji took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

After a moment, she gently opened her mouth and spit out a ball of light green flame into the air.

She carefully controlled the flames with the black mist, wrapped the stone with the flames, and began to try to extract the secrets from it.

Soon, the slightly heavy stone that Qingji had broken turned red in surface and made a slight sound.

As time passed, the surface of the stone began to emit a faint golden light, as if something inside was gradually awakening.

Soon, the surface of the stone began to melt, and golden liquid slowly flowed out and dripped onto the ground.

Xinghan's eyes fell on Qingji, with surprise and joy in his eyes. The corners of his mouth unconsciously lifted up, revealing a smile of surprise.

"Qingji, you are so awesome!" Xinghan jumped up excitedly, clenched his hands into fists, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Qing Ji lowered her head slightly, a blush appeared on her face, and she replied a little embarrassedly: "How could it be? Sir, I didn't do anything."

Xinghan's attention was drawn back to the stone in his hand. He suddenly thought of something and said excitedly, "I'm rich! I and Fengxing have become gold mining tycoons, oh my god!"

As he spoke, he shook his head in disbelief, as if he found what he saw unbelievable.

Xinghan suddenly remembered something. He turned to Qingji and asked seriously, "By the way, can you tell how many rocks in this cave are made of similar materials?"

Qingji nodded, took a deep breath, and then mobilized her skills. Her hands began to glow slightly, and a thick black mist spread from her hands. The black mist spread rapidly in the cave, as if it was going to swallow up the entire space.

After a while, Qing Ji retracted her skill, a solemn expression appeared on her face, and she said, "It's all like this."