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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 · 玄幻
分數不夠
684 Chs

An Assassination! 

編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation

As soon as Qin Huai left the apothecary, he sensed that something was wrong.

There seemed to be gazes all around him. This was the instinct of a martial artist. It was like the realm-breaking cultivation Qi.

"It's the Blackhawk Gang's breath control technique." Qin Huai understood.

This kind of cultivation technique was definitely the most difficult to deal with when it came to sneak attacks in a busy city.

Although Qin Huai also had the breath control technique, the enemy was in the dark while he was out in the open. He could only find a few enemies who were not martial artists. 

Qin Huai had no idea where Black Dog, who had already cultivated to the first refinement realm, was.

"I can only use Qi," Qin Huai muttered to himself, and the white dragon in his body instantly expanded. The astonishing air current actually formed an invisible defense on the surface of his body.

In the crowd, Black Dog looked at Qin Huai, who was looking around cautiously, and sneered. 

"If the breath control technique of my Blackhawk Gang could be avoided with caution, how could we stand in the mountains and make all the forces in the city fear us?"

He quietly stepped forward.

One step, two steps, three steps...

He walked directly to a distance of only two meters behind Qin Huai, and the other party didn't even notice.

Black Dog slowly took out the dagger hidden in his chest, his eyes revealing a fierce light. His breath control technique was one of the best in the gang. He had completed many assassination missions in the city.

Their hands were already stained with the blood of eight martial artists!

"The abandoned disciple of an apothecary who practiced the art of nourishment… This is going to be an easy shot." Black Dog's eyes glinted fiercely as he aimed at Qin Huai's heart.

The saber in his hand flashed with a cold light!

Buzzzzzz!

He paused, and the dagger in his hand stopped an inch in front of Qin Huai. No matter what, he was unable to advance any further.

'An inner armor? No!' 

His dagger didn't even cut his clothes! It was as if there was a wall that was blocking him.

"Ah!!!" Black Dog growled, fully focused, and used all his strength. His head was covered in a cold sweat.

One blade!

Clang!

Black Dog exerted all his strength, and his face turned red.

They were dumbstruck by the scene before them. This was because Qin Huai didn't even react to his attack!

In the past, this was proof of his breath control technique's strength! But now…

This was definitely a naked humiliation!

What kind of art was this? Could it be that this Qin Huai wasn't human?

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Black Dog's mind. 'I don't care. I'll try again!'

But then, he saw Qin Huai looking at him.

"What a pity." Qin Huai reached out and grabbed Black Dog's neck.

Like a vice, Black Dog was unable to move.

"The breath control technique is very powerful, but you're too soft." Qin Huai was a little scared. When the first slash landed, he did not react in time. He had thought that his life was hanging by a thread.

Who would have thought that Black Dog could not even break through his own Qi wall? If the white dragon had not propped up the Qi wall, he would have been in deep trouble.

But there was no 'if'. Qin Huai had wanted to continue testing the limits of the white dragon Qi wall.

However, he gave up after some thought. It was better to be safe than sorry. It wouldn't be good if he got careless and fell.

"Don't kill…" Before Black Dog could finish his sentence, Qin Huai had already exerted his strength.

Snap! 

Qin Huai immediately broke Black Dog's neck.

"Ding! You have collected a [ Breath Control Essence (Green) ], [ Breath Control ] Experience +131!"

Qin Huai looked at the notification that flashed before his eyes. Black Dog had actually gained him 131 experience points. As expected of a martial artist. He's so valuable!

Because he had cultivated the breath control technique, Qin Huai could clearly see the unskilled members of the Blackhawk Gang in the crowd.

He chased after them, of course. He didn't give them a chance to escape at all.

"Ding! You have collected a [ Breath Control Essence (White) ], [ Breath Control ] Experience +31!"

"Ding! You have collected a [ Breath Control Essence (White) ], [ Breath Control ] Experience +29!"

"Ding! You have collected a [ Breath Control Essence (White) ], [ Breath Control ] Experience +34!"

Qin Huai did not let any of the three people off. After a while, he glanced at his personal panel.

Name: Qin Huai

[ Cultivation Method ]: [ Qi nurturing technique (level 50, 7/1000) ], [ Breath Control technique (level 2, 33/300) ]

[ Skill: Alchemy (advanced, 571/1600) ]

[ Stage: Level 2 Blood Refinement ]

His breath control technique had reached level 2! 

Qin Huai was pleasantly surprised. He could now breathe even more lightly. It should be more than enough to deal with the Blackhawk Gang.

He looked in the direction of Ghost Slope Mountain.

"Senior Brother!"

Behind him, Luo Ya came out.

"Senior Brother, what are you doing?" Luo Ya looked at the blood on Qin Huai's body and quickly took out a few bags of herbs. He wanted to take off Qin Huai's clothes on the spot.

"It's not my blood!" Qin Huai hurriedly grabbed Luo Ya's hand and stopped her from moving.

"If it wasn't yours, why did you kill all the people from the Blackhawk Gang?!" Luo Ya was surprised.

Qin Huai just nodded.

Luo Ya was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She had many questions.

"Senior Brother, come home with me. The Luo residence will definitely not abandon you!" Luo Ya was determined.

"No, I still have important things to do." Qin Huai patted Luo Ya's shoulder.

He had just taken two steps when he activated his breath control technique and quickly disappeared into the crowd. 

Luo Ya looked in the direction that Qin Huai had left, but she couldn't see anything.

Suddenly, she froze. "Isn't the Blackhawk Gang's Ghost Slope Mountain in this direction? Don't tell me he's…" 

The street suddenly became chaotic because the bodies of Black Dog and the others had been found.

"This is the Blackhawk Gang's martial artist, the sixth leader, Black Dog!"

Someone in the crowd recognized Black Dog and instantly retreated three meters away.

"Who… Who killed Black Dog?!"

"I think it's Qin Huai. I just saw him run away…"

"It can't be. He's just a Qi cultivation practitioner. How is he strong enough to kill Black Dog?!

"I saw it with my own eyes! But I didn't dare to make a sound."

The butcher with the knife slammed the table. "I saw Black Dog sneak behind Qin Huai, but he didn't react at all. I thought this kid was dead for sure. Who would have thought that Black Dog would stab Qin Huai three times in a row?!"

The surrounding commoners perked up their ears.

"And then?"someone shouted.

"Then, Qin Huai was fine! Not a single drop of blood!"

"You're lying!"

"Black Dog is a martial artist! Three stabs without a drop of blood? Could it be that Qin Huai is wearing an invincible divine armor?" Some people scoffed.

"Then, tell me, why did Black Dog die?!" The butcher's eyes widened.

The other party immediately shut up.

"Qin Huai turned around and grabbed Black Dog's neck as if he was pinching a chicken. Then, snap! Just like that, Black Dog died, waah!" the butcher said excitedly.

"Where did Qin Huai go?"

"He probably ran away. After killing Black Dog, the Blackhawk Gang will never let him go again." 

"I don't think so," the butcher snorted. "I think he's going up the Ghost Slope Mountain!

"Huh? Go up the mountain? Could it be that he still wants to slaughter the gang?"

The butcher nodded. "Your guess is as good as mine!" 

The surrounding people burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, butcher, aren't you the one who was robbed of half a fan of pig by the Blackhawk Gang last year? Even if you want the Blackhawk Gang to die, you shouldn't be fantasizing about it!"

"If the Blackhawk Gang is exterminated, at least one of the eight martial arts centers will send a heaven's favorite to kill them!" 

"Hmph! If you don't believe me, just wait and see!" The butcher was unhappy. "In any case, I saw Qin Huai's killing momentum just now. He's not any weaker than those martial arts school disciples!"