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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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I Can Still Use this Killer Move Three Times

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the dense forest, the black-robed man roared and was about to attack Qin Huai again.

"Don't fall for his trick!" the hunchbacked man immediately shouted, "How strong can a third refinement martial artist's qi, blood, and body be?"

The black-robed man immediately calmed down. "You want to mess with my Dao heart? What a sinister little brat."

Although this person's qi and blood were not bad, he still had a slight advantage, not to mention a fourth refinement against a third refinement. Time was always on his side.

The black-robed man suddenly shrugged his shoulders. His body was so itchy.

His eyes were fixed on Qin Huai, trying to resist the itch, but in the end, he still couldn't help but scratch it.

After that… 

It was even more itchy!

The black-robed man scratched with all his might, and the more he scratched, the more itchy he became, and the more force he used.

Shua, shua, shua.