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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 · 東方
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Joining the Blood Poison Gang! 

編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation

"What big words!" Yang Erbao raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Huai with a sneer. "In the outer city of Qingzhou, some have said that my Blood Poison Gang's methods are despicable. Some have said that our strength is weak and our realm is terrible. But no one dares to say that the poison of my Blood Poison Gang is useless!"

The people around Yang Erbao revealed ferocious expressions. 

"Kid, you're the first! Do you really think that just because you're in the bone pattern realm, my Blood Poison Gang has no poison that can cure you? Or do you think that you can get rid of our poison just by finding a few antidote pills?!"

Yang Erbao had just finished speaking when the smugness on his face disappeared. He saw Tong Maosheng and the rest of the Tong family standing up as if nothing had happened. 

Yang Erbao's expression changed drastically. "How could you possibly have the antidote to the ointment poison of my Blood Poison Gang?!"