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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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684 Chs

Qin Huai's Ultimate Technique

編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation

Soon enough, the Kun Peng clan that once filled the sky lay either injured or dead. An entire clan had been annihilated by Qin Huai single-handedly. 

Gao He's lifeless body fell weakly from the heavens. With a mere wave of his hand, Qin Huai instantly stripped Gao He of all his possessions. These included a few gold notes and several talismans designed to mask one's aura. 

As for artifacts, the demon clan seemed indifferent to them. To these creatures, their own bodies were the ultimate weapons. Even as demons, their physical strength wasn't as strong as in their primitive forms. 

And then... Qin Huai picked up a broken mirror. It seemed like an ordinary, ancient mirror with an ordinary reflective surface. Yet, a red line, elusive and agile like a fish in a lake, swam across the mirror.