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My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

Qin Huai crossed into the mysterious fantasy world where demons were rampant and heroes were rising. He had no background or cultivation qualifications until the day he became a medicine store apprentice and started to cultivate with his fellow apprentices. He found that the experience orbs actually fell out of his master and brothers. He learned to grind medicine with his brothers. "Ding! 'Medicine Art' Experience+3!" His Master and brothers practiced martial arts. "Ding! You picked up an 'Essence of Qi Cultivation (White)', 'Qi Cultivation' experience +3!" He killed the bandits in the mountains and picked up their cultivation. "Ding! 'Astringent Breath Technique' experience +13!" His master said that the technique was not good at attacking, had a cultivation limit, and could only prolong life. But when Qin Huai picked up the experience until the Astringent Breath Technique was 50 times stronger, his body took a tremendous change. A gentle push of his hand was like a wave. He could now both attack and defend. People said that when two kinds of cultivation methods clashed, continuing to cultivate would lead to the death of the cultivator. However, when Qin Huai picked up experience and directly skipped the cultivation process, he found there were no side effects at all! When Qin Huai practiced more and more cultivation methods, he suddenly found that those methods interacted with each other in his body and became stronger skills. ... Qin Huai, who could pick up experience, began to wander among the major powers. He saw flesh growing from white bones and the dead revived. He saw demons cooking 10,000 people and exuding extremely evil energy. He saw the Buddha statue chanting in the temple. Sanskrit sounded like a mantra. Qin Huai silently picked up experience in order to settle down in the chaotic world.

The Swordman Loves Not Onion · Eastern
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684 Chs

Bronze Mountain and River Diagram, Bronze Realm!

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Tang Ying's repeated calls spurred many of the city's martial artists into action. Several young masters at the bone pattern realm rushed toward Qin Huai. Yet, before they could even take their first steps, streaks of blood light were faster, pouncing onto their faces. In an instant, they were blasted into oblivion.

A handful of more seasoned martial artists reacted more prudently to Tang Ying's provocation. Instead of advancing, they retreated. A casino manager even warned his nephew, "Kid, we shouldn't involve ourselves in such matters."

"Why?" his nephew asked.

"Do you know who Tang Ying is? Even he's struggling to deal with this person. If we intervene, wouldn't we be seeking our own death?"

While they were discussing this, Qin Huai had already wreaked havoc down the entire street of gambling dens, which were quite common around the city pass.