My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

The two of them wanted to squeeze through the city gate, but they couldn't squeeze into the sea of people.

Luo Ya pulled Qin Huai and ran out. She turned around and ran to a small restaurant near the city gate.

"Young miss!" The manservant greeted them with a smile from afar.

"Liu Zi, do you have a private room with a good view?" Luo Ya was very proud.

"Of course there is! This way, miss!" The manservant led the two of them to the second floor.

"Isn't the Luo residence a blacksmith?" Qin Huai was puzzled.

"My main business is obviously blacksmithing. Thirty percent of the blacksmiths in the city belong to my family, but my father said that eggs cannot be put in one basket. That's why we also opened a few restaurants, inns, farm equipment shops, and so on."

Qin Huai was silent. He couldn't imagine how much money his little junior sister's family had. But one thing was certain, Little Junior Sister really liked medicine, at least in the past.

The two of them sat down, and the manservant served them a plate of peanuts and a 'drink' made with goji berries and chrysanthemum with sugar.

Qin Huai looked out the window.

Weng! Weng! Weng! Weng! Weng!

The city gate of Pingnan City, which weighed several thousand jin, was slowly pulled open by the guards.

A man and a mount entered his eyes. The war horse was covered in black armor, and its steps were like drums. The sound could be heard even from hundreds of meters away.

He only saw it clearly when it was close. The warhorse was as tall as two people, and its muscles were thick and strong, sticking to the skin. It advanced in armor like a monster.

On the mount, Reihom's upper body was bare, revealing his terrifying bronze-colored muscles. His lower body was covered by a black cloth. Compared to the warhorse he was riding on, he did not feel small at all.

He had a tough look, short hair, and a black gun that was several meters long on his shoulder. Hanging from the spear was a bloody monster that looked like a human but had a pig's head and was covered in fur.

A demon!

This word popped up in Qin Huai's mind. It was one of the two demons who had slaughtered his town. They had killed hundreds of people in their town and two martial artists.

Fur and blood were mixed together, and half of the intestines were exposed. A strong stench rushed into Reihom's nose as he approached.

Its huge pig head was as big as the flag of a fortune-telling stall by the roadside, and it weighed at least four to five hundred pounds.

Just like that, Reihom used his black spear to carry it over his shoulder. Wherever the war horses passed, they left several inch-deep hoof holes in the ground.

Everywhere they passed, it was silent. It was as if his five senses had been crushed by the heavy hooves.

"The strongest talent of the Thunderbolt Dojo… What a strong sense of oppression." Luo Ya sighed. It was her first time seeing it.

"The black spear in Reihom's hands was personally forged by Grandpa using three hundred jin of silver snake iron," she murmured. This was also the reason why the Luo family and the Thunderbolt Dojo had a good relationship.

"This man and horse probably weigh a ton." The guests at the surrounding tables sighed.

Their temples were bulging, and their bodies were covered in crisscrossing scars. They were clearly competitive people, but in front of Reihom, they didn't show any temper at all.

Hmph!

A pig's cry suddenly sounded. The next moment, Reihom's black spear trembled, and the demon pig on the spear let out a crack, allowing the spear to sweep through half of its body.

The pig demon stomped on the ground and rose up. The direction he was flying in happened to be where Qin Huai was.

The bloody large intestines and internal organs were scattered all over the sky, and the blood and the ferocious pig head suddenly enlarged in his pupils.

The speed was so fast that Qin Huai stood up immediately. The 'white dragon' in his body was steaming and pouring out from his fists.

However, it was a little awkward. The 'white dragon', which had always been successful on Ghost Slope Mountain, did not slow down in the face of the pig demon and was instantly crushed.

What a monster!

Qin Huai was locked in place by a pair of demonic eyes. His head was covered in a cold sweat, and he couldn't move his body.

Roar!

The pig demon opened its bloody mouth and bit through the entire wooden window.

Was he going to die like this?

Ka!

In the next second, the tip of a spear emerged from the pig demon's mouth. To be more precise, it was the black spear that had pierced through the demon pig's head.

The terrifying power changed the pig demon's path toward Qin Huai, and it whistled past his ears with a strong wind.

Hualalalalalalalalala!

The sound of tables and chairs being crushed was heard.

The pig demon fell to the ground and could no longer move.

Gulu~~

On the second floor of the restaurant, the sound of people swallowing their saliva rose and fell. Everyone was hiding far away from the demon pig that was nailed to the ground by the spear.

Then, Reihom strode up to the second floor of the restaurant with steady steps. Only then did Qin Huai see clearly that Reihom was more than two meters tall.

"Many thanks for Senior's rescue!" Qin Huai cupped his fists at the crowd.

Reihom ignored everyone and pulled out the black spear that had pierced through the pig demon. With a twist of his wrist, it was as if there was a flash of lightning.

He thrust the spear into the pig demon's head again, and red and white matter flew everywhere.

"I've underestimated the tenacity of a pig demon," Reihom murmured. He carried the gun in one hand and the demon pig's corpse on his shoulder with the other. He went downstairs and left.

Qin Huai, who was in the crowd, suddenly couldn't take his eyes off it. He saw a green experience ball on the ground.

His heart moved slightly as he put away the green experience orb.

"Ding! You have collected a [Thunderflash Skill Essence (Green) ], [Thunderflash Skill] Experience +100!"

In his mind, there seemed to be a flash of stone stakes and the sound of thunder. His wrist was also slightly sore.

After a year of Qin Huai's tests, the maximum distance for the experience ball to appear should be within 20 meters. Apart from that, each person could only get one experience ball per day.

It was only today that Qin Huai realized that he could actually get experience balls by watching others fight. Of course, it was a nice surprise.

Then why didn't he gain anything when he was fighting with the members of the Blackhawk Gang?

Qin Huai quickly figured it out. They had probably died too quickly. If he could torture to buy some time, he might be able to get two experience points.

But Qin Huai quickly rejected this idea. Life and death were no joke. When encountering an enemy, it was best to kill them quickly.

Qin Huai looked at his personal panel.

Name: Qin Huai

[Cultivation Methods: Qi cultivation (level 50, 7/1000), Breath Control (level 10, 501/1000), Thunderflash Movement (level 0, 100/1000)]

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

[Stage: Level 2 Blood Refinement]

"Huh? Level 1 Thunderflash Movement already requires 1,000 experience points?" Qin Huai was greatly shocked.

Both the Qi-nurturing and breath control techniques started from 100 points and gradually increased, finally stopping at 1,000 points.

"Looks like this is the so-called high-level cultivation technique. It's even more difficult to practice, so the experience required is also stronger. And this also meant that the power would be stronger."

Qin Huai walked to the big hole in the broken window and looked at the figure in the distance. "I'm still too weak. I can't even move when I'm faced with that pig demon with just a single look.

"No, it's not a matter of my courage. It's the 'aura' of a high-level warrior. Level 2 blood refinement realm is just the beginning. If I want to survive in this world, I'm still far from being strong enough," Qin Huai mumbled.

If a heavily injured pig demon was able to make him lose his ability to fight with just a single look, then just how powerful was Reihom, who could kill a pig demon so easily?

"I must go to the eight big martial arts centers." Qin Huai's expression was determined.

Behind him, a middle-aged man with a beard, glasses, and a gray robe jogged to Luo Ya and whispered a few words into her ear.

"Senior Brother, I've settled the entry quota for the small test of the Thunderbolt Dojo." Luo Ya ran to Qin Huai's side.