The method that Qin Dong came up with was inspired by Bi Xiu.
Over the improvement of the San Yang fire, Qin Dong realized that the tenuous vital energy could be used to attack if he absorbed and made full use of it.
Vital energy was the source of spiritual force, but not the equal. In terms of power, vital energy was inferior to spiritual force, which was the essence refined by cultivators like Qin Dong.
It was the vital energy, not so strong and easy to control, that Qin Dong needed. He was still frightened when speaking of the wolf flocks blasted in Shennongjia.
Attack by virtue of vital energy was far easier than absorbing it and transforming it into spiritual force. He just inhaled the vital energy and released it.
One point need to be cleared here. The vital energy, a generalization, was always classified into two types mainly: attack energy and defend energy.
Attack energy was a grumpy attacker like the Sanyang fire practiced by Bi Xiu and purple flame energy of Clan Gu.
Used for curing wounds, the defend energy was also called healing energy, mild and beneficial to body. It was rare and hard to be sensed and absorbed.
Nobody could tell how many kinds of energy existed in the universe. The question was as profound as the end of the law of the universe, without a correct answer. But it mattered little for Qin Dong. He could get rid of being beaten with the Sanyang fire.
"You're adroit. How long can you sustain?" One of Long Ye's subordinate snorted and hit towards Qin Dong's chest.
Sensing the torrential killing intent, the guard from Clan Chu was glad secretively that he did not rush to protect Qin Dong. Otherwise, he would suffer the beat. But he also felt pity for Qin Dong.
He whispered, "Dude, I didn't mean to stand by. I'm not that capable. Good luck."
Something weird happened to Qin Dong.
He frowned and grasped something from the cosmos. Huh! A volleyball-sized flame burned in his palm.
The magical fire ball startled the guard.
The subordinate, fearful, paused and backed.
"Ha…ha…" Qin Dong smiled hideously, seeing the fire jumping.
As expected, it was easy for him to extract the Sanyang fire from the permeating vital energy with his cultivation base. The fire delivered terrible and scorching energy, however, from which Qin Dong found submissiveness. Even its jumping rhythm listened to his command.
That was the preciousness of vital energy. It possessed spiritual intelligence and understood humanity, much better than the normal fire in the mortal realm.
"Brat, are you from a circus? Don't dare to frighten me!" Ferocious, the subordinate leapt high in rage and hit towards Qin Dong's skull.
"Lieying, be careful!" The man in suit shouted alertly when a sense of foreboding came across his mind. But it was too late.
Eyes glinting coldly, Qin Dong pushed and the fire ball flew away. Its light sliced through the darkness like sunshine. As the heat expanded dramatically, the temperature rose by dozens of degrees in an instant. Even the guard from Clan Chu a hundred meters away felt it in astonishment.
Death approached. The subordinate regretted greatly.
The man in suit without a single movement saw his colleague throwing himself into the surging fire.
He was not merciless. But the fire was so scary that he did not dare to give his colleague a hand.