In the instant that Fate appeared, Qin Ye instantly rushed into his own room before closing the door.

He injected his Yin energy into Fate, and the golden soul in the shaft of Fate instantly began to dance in a joyful manner. Black Yin energy was converted into a drop of golden ink on the tip of Fate, following which it flew up before gently descending toward Qin Ye's arm, even though Qin Ye wasn't directly holding onto it.

Fate was going to record his memories for him!

However, it still didn't work. Right as Fate was about to come into contact with his skin, that same burst of invisible power appeared to stop it cold in its tracks.

However, Qin Ye wasn't frustrated or dismayed by this. This was just an initial test, and there were other tests that he could perform.

As soon as the intention of recording his memories appeared in his mind, the Heavenly Dao would sense it and stop what he was doing. In that case, what if he did this?

He licked his lips and cast his gaze toward Fate, then closed his eyes.

Only after a full five minutes did he reopen his eyes, and he grabbed onto Fate before bringing it downward.

On this occasion, the cold tip of the pen was able to make contact with his arm, and he quickly wrote down the word "I".

There was no resistance, and Qin Ye wasn't surprised at all by t...