My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

"Seventh refinement martial artists have refined their blood too many times, so they have already begun to cause a qualitative change in their body. It's a blood essence transformation that surpasses any of the previous ones, and this is not reflected in the blood essence, but in the physical body."

"After the seventh refinement, a martial artist's body will become even more resilient and difficult to break. Some people can survive for a long time even if they lose a part of their organs."

Qin Huai quietly listened to Qingshui's explanation.

In his heart, he compared it to Cheng Li from that day. It was no wonder that he had failed to kill Cheng Li with two earthquake dragons at close range. That guy even swung his fist out of the dust and blood mist, trying to kill him.

Fortunately, he was nervous and sent him away in one breath.

Qingshui put her hands on her hips and said with some spirit, "That's why the three minor realms from the seventh to the ninth refinement are also called the great blood refinement. Martial artists before the great blood refinement realm can't be considered strong here."

"As expected of a county," Qin Huai said indifferently.

"Son-in-law doesn't seem to be discouraged at all." Qingshui looked at Qin Huai's calm expression and felt a little disappointed.

"Ah, I will rely on my talent and hard work to reach the top, just like what I did in Pingnan." Qin Huai's voice was calm and firm.

"I hope so. This way, it would not be in vain for Young Miss to treat Young Master like this." Qingshui put her hands together and waved them in all directions while mumbling 'Amitabha.'

Qin Huai looked at Qingshui's actions and felt a little embarrassed. "The Nine Dragons sect is a branch of the True Path sect. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to chant Amitabha in public like this."

"Yes, yes, yes. That's true." Qingshui quickly retracted her hand.

After Qin Huai walked one round, his long breath technique's experience points rose to 8,000 points. With a thought, his personal panel flashed in front of his eyes.

Name: Qin Huai

[Life Span: 158]

[Vitality]: 93.621

[Cultivation Methods]: [Long Breath technique (level 66, (2315/7000)], [Blood Heart technique (level 40, 221/5000)], [Rumbling Thunder skill (level 40, 39/5000)], [Four-directional Tiger-wolf technique (level 44, 701/5000)], [Breath Control technique (level 13, 875/1000) ], [Spirit Eye technique (level 10, 633/1000) ], [Mountain Splitting Blade Technique (level 2, 117/1000)], [Roaring Tiger Fist (level 2, 155/1000）

[Skills]: [Alchemy (advanced, 603/1600)], [Forging (advanced, 833/1600)], [Cooking (Intermediate, 59/400)]

[Forbidden Skill ]:[Rising Dragon, 1/7], [Raging Lightning]

[Stage: Level 6 Blood Refinement]

"The great blood refinement seems like only one step away."

Qin Huai looked at his own experience points. At this rate of eight thousand a day, he would only need four days to break through to the great blood refinement realm.

"I wonder where the White Dragon Forest is?" Qin Huai asked for directions.

"It's over there!" Qingshui pointed to the south, and Qin Huai saw a bamboo forest. "That bamboo forest is the White Dragon Forest,"

The two of them walked closer, and Qin Huai felt a gentle breeze brush past his face.

"There's a bejeweled qi pearl in White Dragon Forest. It's said that it can be activated to burst forth with power comparable to the white dragon. It's extremely friendly to martial artists who cultivate the breath control technique. The higher their realm, the closer they can get."

"Oh?"

This was the first time Qin Huai had heard of a treasured weapon.

"How do I prove my realm later?" Qin Huai asked again, feeling a little puzzled. "It doesn't seem so troublesome to check one's cultivation level, right?"

"Oh, there's Master Bai in the White Dragon Forest who's in charge of recording the levels of the disciples in the Nine Dragons sect." Qingshui chuckled.

Qin Huai was speechless. "I'll go in then."

He quickly walked into the forest, and the wind was indeed stronger. But it didn't matter.

He walked over quickly. His body did not face much resistance due to the weakening of his qi and blood. Perhaps this was the special characteristic of the so-called treasured weapon.

He kept walking until he finally saw a small green bamboo house. An old man wrapped in a cotton coat was sitting at the door.

"Senior…"

"What's your name?"

"Qin Huai."

"Sixth refinement... Let's go."

Master Bai wrote down Qin Huai's life on a piece of paper in front of him and then drew a six. Then, he groped around in the snow for a while and threw over a few long bamboo sticks.

"Many thanks." Qin Huai caught them steadily.

Seeing that Master Bai was so decisive, he didn't have any intention of talking to him. Hence, he could only leave quickly.

After Qin Huai left, Master Bai raised his head and looked at his back. "What a mixed qi and blood. It doesn't seem like a cultivation method that's similar to the long breath technique... He's a little strange, that Qin Huai. Very interesting."

Master Bai emphasized Qin Huai's name a few times, and the thick ink seeped into the paper.

…

Qin Huai looked at the bamboo sticks in his hand. They looked more like the bamboo sticks in the hands of a fortune-teller where the word 'cross' was carved on them.

"This should be ten points... It's a total of sixty points."

Qin Huai looked at the number in his hand. Then, he followed Qingshui to the treasure pavilion where he could exchange for nine dragon points.

"Snow lotus flower? White buds, one point for two…" Qin Huai asked for the prices of the herbs, feeling rather surprised.

The Nine Dragons sect was indeed a big sect. Not only did they have these rare medicinal herbs, but their prices were also very reasonable. Hence, he did not hesitate and exchanged all sixty points for medicinal herbs in one go.

They were all great tonics necessary for cultivating golden blood.

"Country bumpkin!"

"You're really a country bumpkin. You've never seen the world before."

The mocking voices around him grew even louder.

But Qin Huai didn't care. This was because these people were all clowns to him, and they would soon be shocked by his talent.

He returned to his room and began to brew the medicine on the spot.

"These sixty points should be enough for me to recover more than half of my golden blood." Qin Huai sniffed the increasingly rich medicinal fragrance, and his spirit was invigorated.

After a long while, he put all the freshly-made medicine into his mouth. Then, he sat cross-legged on the bed and activated the blood heart technique.

The powerful medicinal power condensed in Qin Huai's body. After a few moments, the golden blood that was originally the size of a grain of rice began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye in his dantian.

Soon, his golden blood had recovered to about fifty percent of its original state.

Hu!

A gale began to blow around the golden blood. Then, the white air current wrapped around it and started to 'breed' the white dragon.

The purple lightning that had been scattered all over the place also began to condense in the same direction.

"I'm getting better..."