My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

Luo Mansion.

"Nonsense! Isn't it ridiculous to ask me to attack the Ghost Slope Mountain?" Father Luo was furious. "That Qin Huai can't take down the Blackhawk Gang by himself! They have many experts. Even if we add the entire Luo mansion, it won't help!

"If the Blackhawk Gang was so easy to exterminate, how could they have survived until now?! They practice breath control. Even the people from the eight martial arts centers would find it hard to find them."

"What's more, they're well-informed. As soon as soldiers or martial arts schools want to touch them, they can immediately receive the news and move their territory."

Luo Ya's father was pacing around the house as he explained.

"I believe in Senior Brother!" Luo Ya was serious. "Just like how I believed that Senior Brother would definitely save me from the Blackhawk Gang."

"You're so silly!" Luo Ya's father was speechless. After all, he had saved his daughter's life.

"If he can take down the Blackhawk Gang, I'll give him the Luo mansion!" he said in a fit of anger and then waved his hand. "Forget it, I'll send out all the experts in the house to protect him in secret. If he's trapped on the mountain, I'll have them do their best to save him! It's also to repay him for saving my daughter's life."

…

At the foot of Ghost Slope Mountain.

Qin Huai's speed was extremely fast, and he walked through the mountain forest as if it was flat ground.

Against the Blackhawk Gang, who had the breath control technique, it would be too passive to just run away.

He would live in fear of being assassinated all day long. Therefore, if he wanted to live a stable life, he had to take the initiative to go out.

That was why he came here. The Blackhawk Gang practices the breath control technique and is good at stealth and assassination.

"Although I have the advantage of cultivation level, if the other party sneaks into the forest, not only will I have a high chance of not being able to kill Black Eagle, the chief of the Blackhawk Gang, but I might also be exhausted to death in the forest," Qin Huai muttered as he constructed the situation.

"My only chance of winning is to fight them fair and square, hehe."

The opportunity lies in him sneaking into the Blackhawk Gang and defeating his men and the other martial artists one by one.

Qin Huai activated his breath control technique and began to climb the mountain. He walked briskly and brushed past two brown bears who were a few meters away. The bears did not seem to notice him and walked straight past him.

Several wolves did not notice anything strange. Their own auras were sealed around their bodies, and they were not detected by wild beasts with a keen sense of smell.

As long as he could avoid the other party's line of sight, his breath control technique would be able to achieve noiseless effects.

"If I kill everyone in the Blackhawk Gang, my breath control technique should be able to reach level 5 or 6. I wonder if it'll cause another blood essence transformation." Qin Huai pondered.

In his thoughts, the Blackhawk Gang came into view. There wasn't even a wooden observation tower, only a dozen simple wooden houses on the ground.

There were also some straw ropes around the house, which were a kind of strong rattan vegetation in the forest. They could wrap the wooden house up at any time and take it away in batches.

"These guys don't plan to stay here for long." Qin Huai observed.

That's right. With their breath control, these Blackhawk Gang members could change places every time they fired a shot. In addition, this deep mountain forest was a good place to hide. Even if the government wanted to kill them, it would be difficult.

In addition, no martial artist would actually become a bandit and live in fear all day long.

Because martial artists were precious, it was easy to find a leisurely and rich job in Pingnan City as long as one revealed their identity.

Most of the mountain bandits outside the city were a motley crew. They either didn't have enough to eat or were persecuted. The few vicious and evil people didn't know how to coordinate with others.

It was also common for people to be thin as a match.

However, the Blackhawk Gang was obviously an exception. With ten first refinement martial artists guarding this place, it could be said to be impregnable.

Qin Huai touched it and, with the advantage of breath control and second refinement of his body and soul, easily took down the few sentries outside.

He skillfully picked up the experience balls.

"Ding! You have collected a [ Breath Control Essence (White) ], [ Breath Control ] Experience +22!"

"Ding! You have collected a [ Breath Control Essence (White) ], [ Breath Control ] Experience +19!"

"As expected, you guys have a lot of killing experience." Qin Huai looked at the experience points that were completely different from Qi-nurturing techniques.

He then changed into the shabby short brown clothes of a mountain bandit and walked into the village.

From afar, Qin Huai could hear that it was extremely lively inside. Many people were slaughtering sheep and pigs, and there were even people with wildflowers on their heads.

"There's a big banquet tonight. Slaughter all the pigs and sheep and put all the fruits on the table. We're going to change places tomorrow anyway!" a small leader ordered loudly.

"It looks like they're having a banquet." Qin Huai was hiding in the dark. "This was a good chance."

The distribution of the village was very simple. The outermost ring was a simple wooden fence.

He walked inside.

It was a simple wooden house built by the Blackhawk Gang members like a fence. Qin Huai saw the bedding and clothes inside, so it should be used for accommodation.

Further in, there was a large open-air stove and a simple toilet. There were also quite a few animal skins spread on the ground, and they looked quite decent.

The innermost part of the house was next to the mountain slope, and the entire house was in the shape of a fan.

The Blackhawk Gang members chatted and laughed as they walked towards the center.

Qin Huai saw the bright light and turned around to walk toward the large stove and grill.

He tried to avoid eye contact with people as much as possible. Perhaps it was because of the power of breath control that he had a smooth journey.

He walked around the kitchen and the area where the meat was roasted, spreading the poison and aphrodisiac that he had concocted on the meat.

…

Night fell. The bonfire on Ghost Slope Mountain was blazing, and the sound of laughter could be heard.

On the wooden platform built in the open space, the Blackhawk Gang's leader, Black Eagle, raised his wine bowl and waved it in front of the crowd.

The audience immediately quieted down and looked at Black Eagle.

"Everyone, the Blackhawk Gang has only been established for two years, but we've grown from the initial five members to the current sixty-two members. We rely on the secret technique of breath control. That's why the government can't catch us, and the martial artists can't find us.

"But it's more because of the loyalty of the Blackhawk Gang! I will never abandon a brother! I won't sit by and watch a brother die in vain!

"I will avenge my nephew! We will also take revenge for our brothers!

"That's why we can eat roast pig and roast lamb today! Right! Next year, we'll still eat roast pig and roast lamb!" Black Eagle laughed heartily.

"Let's eat roasted pigs! Let's eat roasted lamb!"

"Let's eat roasted pigs! Let's eat roasted lamb!"

A group of people below shouted.

"I'll do it first!" Black Eagle finished the bowl of wine and shook his head fiercely. "Ha! What a strong wine!" His cheeks instantly turned red.

In the crowd, a lean man suddenly stretched out his hand. He caught a black bird that was falling from the sky.

He then took out the note from the black bird's ankle, and his expression suddenly changed.

He hurriedly rushed to the side of Black Eagle and whispered, "Great Master, something has happened."

Black Eagle's dazed eyes immediately focused. "What's the matter?"

"Black Dog, who went to deal with that apothecary kid, was killed instead." The man's voice was low.

"Is the information reliable?" Black Eagle's expression was grave.

"It's true. Many people saw it. He was beaten to death on the street."

Black Eagle's eyes flashed with grief. "It's my fault! I was the one who asked him to spread the name of the Blackhawk Gang! It's probably because he didn't display the power of breath control and capsized in the gutter..."

Then, Black Eagle's eyes glowed with a murderous light. "How about that apothecary boy? Any news about him?!"

"None yet, but someone said that…" The man was a little hesitant.

"What did he say?"

"Someone said that the kid went up the Ghost Slope Mountain!"

"Go here?!" Black Eagle was stunned. "Has there been any movement from the eight major martial arts centers and the City Lord's mansion? "

"No! We've spent a lot of money on this, so we'll definitely keep a close eye on it."

Black Eagle was finally at ease. "If he dares to come up the mountain to die, then let him come. Don't tell me that he can exterminate my Blackhawk Gang all by himself?"

He took a big gulp of wine and suddenly smashed the wine bowl. There was a kind of nameless fire rising in his body and rushing straight to his head.

"Women, women, women, women, women!"

Black Eagle looked around but could not find a single woman.

The Blackhawk Gang had strict discipline. In order to prevent women from dragging them down, there was not a single woman in the entire gang.

But now…

"This wine is poisoned!" Black Eagle immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Everyone, be on guard!" he roared, but he saw the torches around him fall one by one like butterflies.

A large area had already been extinguished. By the time he came back to his senses, the mountain had already fallen into darkness.