Techniques that affected space were all heaven-breaking and beyond profound. That being said, the most common magic tool and the most commonly seen use of spatial techniques were actually storage pouches. The higher grade the storage pouch, the more items it would be able to hold; but no matter the quality, it would never be truly considered a spatial pocket.
There are many cultivators that believe that high-grade spatial techniques didn’t exist in the mortal world and only those from higher realms have the abilities to perform such profound techniques. This belief was commonly held by cultivators of the Heavenly South.
As a result, Han Li was deeply shocked to hear Elder Wang mention that a technique to refine spatial tears had been discovered in the Great Jin over a thousand years ago.
Old Man Fu smiled and said, “Fellow Daoist Han doesn’t need to be so surprised. These so-called ‘spatial pockets’ are not as profound as you think. They are but a mere trick.”
Elder Wang let out a wry chuckle and said, “That’s right. To most people, spatial pockets are of little value to them. Not only are they extremely difficult to refine, but also have many restrictions in their usage as well. I’d say there are no more than a dozen places in the Great Jin that have artificial spatial pockets. My pavilion has perhaps the earliest spatial pocket created.”
“The earliest? You mean...” Han Li raised his brow in astonishment.
Elder Wang answered, “That’s right. This secret technique was originally produced by our pavilion’s two tool refinement grandmasters, perhaps the only people in the world capable of refining spatial tears. In truth, Hidden Fortune Rooms and Mansions were created with the spatial pocket refinement techniques that we’ve researched.”
Han Li chuckled and regained his composure. “So it was like that. Now I really want to see this mysterious spatial pocket.”
“Brother Wang, please go ahead. I’ve already seen this trick before. Since I have to deal with this Scarlet Essence Mushroom, I’ll take my leave.” Old Man Fu saluted the two after he said this.
Elder Wang returned the salute and said, “Since Brother Fu has pressing matters at hand, I won’t stop you. I’ll see you another day.”
Old Man Fu then reminded Han Li with a sound transmission that he mustn’t miss the last day of the underground trade fair. Han Li gave a casual nod before the old man left the hall with thumping steps.
Elder Wang then courteously said, “Brother Han, let’s go. The spatial pocket is at the back of the pavilion. We’ll be there in the blink of an eye.” Then, with a wave of his sleeve, the remaining jade box on the table disappeared without a trace.
Naturally, Han Li agreed and followed him past a dense layer of restrictions, arriving at a small area at the rear of the pavi
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