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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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Wen Zonghao's Killing Intent!

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Master, should you wish to hear more stories in the future, seek me out!" The old man bent in a respectful bow towards Qin Huai, not leaving his side until he reached the entrance of the restaurant.

"Fifth Master, did you glean anything from him?" Zhou Cunzhong inquired.

"Not much," Qin Huai replied, not fully divulging his thoughts to Zhou Cunzhong. However, he was now convinced that the strange place wasn't a realm of absolute death and that it was indeed possible to emerge alive from its depths.

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Meanwhile, at the Blood Poison Gang's hideout, Wen Zonghao was engrossed in a gruesome feast within his modest pharmacy. The scent of blood filled the air, giving birth to a menacing aura that could unhinge a weaker martial artist instantly. 

The object of Wen Zonghao's gruesome attention was Yin Rongen, who had recently met his end.

"Leader," a raspy voice sounded from the entrance of the pharmacy.