I have the face of a great demon.

Hua Laodao stood in the morning sunlight, a satisfied smile on his face, like an old farmer watching his crops grow strong in his field.

He nodded, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

"Very good, Xingchen, you've got the hang of it."

He turned to Tiezhu and said gently, "Tiezhu, give it a try. Don't rush, take your time."

After listening to his master's words, Tie Zhu mustered all his strength, his face turning red. He concentrated his mind and used his spiritual sense to sense the storage bag.

At first, he only felt the coldness of the storage bag and did not respond at all, but as time went by, he gradually felt the difference in the storage bag.

“Master, I can feel it too,” Tie Zhu said excitedly. “The storage bag seems to be greeting me. It’s saying to me, ‘Come on, come on, come and get me.’”

Old Master Hua couldn't help but laugh, "Good, good, you two have both improved. Next, we will learn how to use our spiritual sense to control these objects."

In the following time, Master Hua taught them in detail how to use their spiritual sense to control the storage bag and how to make it bigger or smaller.

"The storage bag is a magical artifact, and magical artifacts can obey their master's commands. To control the storage bag is to command it with your spiritual sense," he explained patiently.

"Of course, you can only command it to do what it can do."

"You can make it grow bigger or smaller, make it fly over, all of those things are possible. But you can't breathe fire to attack enemies, it can't do that."

The two apprentices learned with great interest and tried it out from time to time. Although they were clumsy at first, they gradually became more skilled.

Liu Xingchen can now control the storage bag smoothly.

With a wave of his hand, the storage bag on the ground flew into his hand, gradually grew larger, and after he put something in it, it shrank back into a small bag and stuffed it into his pocket.

Tie Zhu was still a little short; he was trying hard to communicate with the storage bag and command it to grow larger.

At this point, the strength of one's spiritual awareness becomes the key to the success of controlling objects.

The stronger one's spiritual awareness, the easier it is to control magical artifacts.

Tie Zhu's cultivation level is relatively weak, and his spiritual sense is also a bit lacking. He can only successfully control this storage bag once out of ten attempts. He still needs to practice more.

After an hour of diligent practice, Tiezhu was finally able to barely control the storage bag.

Although it won't always be successful, it doesn't matter. If you try a few more times, you'll eventually succeed.

Since the storage bag isn't a magic weapon used in battle anyway, it doesn't matter if it's a little slower.

"big big big!"

Tie Zhu shouted excitedly, watching the storage bag grow bigger and bigger, he was so happy he almost jumped for joy.

But before the storage bag could grow to its maximum size, it gradually shrank back into a small bag.

Tie Zhu was completely baffled. He couldn't understand why the storage bag was getting bigger, but he was getting smaller again.

He pondered it over and over, but could not find a solution.

It wasn't until he inadvertently turned his head and saw Liu Xingchen covering her mouth and laughing that he suddenly realized what was going on.

"Oh, so it was you, Brother Xingchen, who was behind this. You're the one who made this storage bag shrink," Tiezhu exclaimed.

Hua Laodao also laughed: "If you can control the storage bag, then of course you can control the stars too."

Tie Zhu panicked: "But this is my storage bag."

Liu Xingchen laughed and said, "You say this is your storage bag, how can you prove it? If you call it, will it respond?"

"This?" Tie Zhu was dumbfounded. Although this storage bag obeyed his commands, it also obeyed the commands of others. Could this still be considered his own storage bag?

He hurriedly asked his master what to do.

“This isn’t difficult,” Hua Laodao said slowly. “Just imprint a spiritual mark on the storage bag and the problem can be solved.”

"What is a spiritual imprint?" Tie Zhu asked curiously.

“A spiritual imprint is actually a kind of restriction.”

"By imprinting your spiritual consciousness onto the magical artifact, other people's spiritual consciousness will be unable to communicate with it, while your own spiritual consciousness can be smoothly transmitted to the artifact. In this way, the artifact becomes yours."

"Hey, that's a good idea." Liu Xingchen's eyes lit up. "Once I imprint it with my spiritual sense, this storage bag will be completely at my disposal."

"Hehe, that's not necessarily true." Old Hua added, "Others can forcibly erase the spiritual imprint you left on a magic weapon and then re-imprint it with their own spiritual imprint, so the magic weapon becomes theirs."

"Wouldn't that be a waste of time?" Tie Zhu said, somewhat dejected.

"Haha, that's not the case. Your magic weapon will only have its spiritual imprint erased if it falls into the hands of someone whose cultivation is far superior to yours."

"So, as long as you imprint your spiritual consciousness on it, it's usually quite reliable, and you can use it with peace of mind."

Hua Laodao's words were like a reassuring pill, putting both disciples at ease.

"Master, please teach us how to imprint our spiritual consciousness!" Tie Zhu said impatiently.

Hua Laodao nodded and began to instruct them in detail on how to imprint their spiritual imprints into their storage bags.

This process requires a high degree of focus and precise control of one's spiritual awareness; it cannot be learned overnight.

After three days of learning, Liu Xingchen mastered it and imprinted his spiritual sense on his storage bag.

However, Tie Zhu was still unable to master this highly demanding restriction, and Liu Xingchen could only teach him after his cultivation level improved.

After learning how to manipulate objects, Hua Laodao also gave Liu Xingchen the mental cultivation techniques for the next stage, instructing him to focus on cultivation with Tiezhu. He then found a cave, sealed the entrance with a boulder, and began his secluded cultivation to seek a breakthrough.

With their master absent, Liu Xingchen took on the role of supervising Tie Zhu's cultivation as his senior brother.

They practiced their mental techniques on the mountain every day to improve their cultivation, and enjoyed the gentle breeze and bright moon in their spare time.

Another six months passed, and the master still hadn't emerged from seclusion.

Tie Zhu's cultivation level reached the third level of Qi Refining, and he learned the Spirit Imprint technique, finally allowing him to have his own storage bag.

Liu Xingchen's cultivation level had long surpassed the fourth level of Qi Refining, and he was vaguely approaching the threshold of the fifth level.

On this day, Liu Xingchen practiced his mental cultivation as usual, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body to enhance his cultivation.

Liu Xingchen's expression was calm, his breathing was long and even, and the spiritual energy around him began to slowly rotate, forming small vortexes.

As time went on, the flow of spiritual energy accelerated, gradually forming a huge vortex that drew in even more spiritual energy.

Spiritual energy began to surge within his body. He immediately concentrated all his energy, guiding this spiritual power to break through the barrier of the fifth level of Qi Refining.

"Now!" Liu Xingchen shouted in his heart, gathering all his spiritual power in his dantian and launching a fierce attack on the barrier.

"Boom!" A deafening roar, audible only to himself, echoed within his body as the barrier was finally breached.

Liu Xingchen felt an unprecedented power flowing through his body, and his cultivation officially entered the fifth level of Qi Refining.

At this moment, his spiritual power was even purer, and he also gained an additional ability: he could introspect and observe his own condition.

Liu Xingchen closed his eyes slightly and slowly entered a state of introspection.

His mind gradually sank into his body, and he began to explore the changes in his body after breaking through to the fifth level of Qi Refining.

In his internal vision, the first thing that came into view was the dantian.

Within his dantian, a fist-sized ball of spiritual energy condensed into a slowly rotating sphere, emitting a faint light, like the bright moon in the night sky, illuminating the entire dantian.

His lower dantian was completely filled, and spiritual energy overflowed from it, beginning to converge towards his middle dantian.

But strangely, there was a little person sitting in his dantian.