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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 · Oriental
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Scattered Royal Clans

Traductor: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Before they could decide their next move, Qin Huai acted. Holding the black dragon pearl, now the size of a boulder, he hurled it upwards. 

Soundlessly, darkness shot into the sky, positioning itself before the phoenix demons. A dark wave unfurled, and from the pearl emerged the still Scythe of Hell. This energy halo whizzed through the air, dotted with black flames, a stark contrast to the red phoenix fire. In moments, numerous phoenix clan members fell, their cries echoing as lifeless bodies rained from the sky.

Witnessing this, the other five royal clans were taken aback. Those who once held power in Great You exchanged anxious glances, hesitating to confront him.

"Even ancient kings couldn't match him. Can we?" someone whispered. 

However, no one was in the mood to see who had said such disgraceful words. They recalled a similar occurrence at the King Bone Holy Altar and now here, in Pingwang's secret realm.