My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

At the Blood Dragon Platform, Elder Erlong was still sitting on the bench with an unkempt appearance.

The young men in front of him cupped their hands and saluted respectfully. They reported their names and went up the Blood Dragon Platform.

Suddenly, Elder Erlong straightened his back, a smile suddenly appearing on his face. "Disciple, you've come."

"Grandmaster!" Qin Huai cupped his fists respectfully. "I'm here to test my qi, blood, and strength again. I want to move up the ranking."

This scene fell into the eyes of the surrounding disciples, and they couldn't help but feel jealous.

"Elder Erlong really became Qin Huai's master?"

"But the way they address each other doesn't seem right. Why does one call him disciple while the other calls him Grandmaster?"

"I heard that Elder Erlong knows our True Path sect's most precious treasure, the concealment of spirit. Don't tell me he also passed it to Qin Huai?"

Everyone was whispering.

The Li family's young man, who was already disdainful of this man who had snatched away his dream lover, was also dissatisfied.

As for the Zhang family's young people, they were much more naïve. As long as it was related to the Li family, they didn't like it.

In the Nine Dragons sect, there were only two people who could make the young people of the Zhang and Li families have the same views. One of them was Zhang Haoyue, and the other was Qin Huai. However, everyone's impression of the two of them could be said to be heaven and earth.

"Qin Huai, do you dare to have a competition?" A voice rang out beside him.

Qin Huai turned and saw a burly man who was more than two meters tall. The latter's muscles were bursting, filling up his specially made green and white robe. Looking at him up close, he was simply full of oppression.

"This person is..." Qin Huai glanced at Qingshui, who was behind him.

However, Qingshui was also looking at the burly man with a dumbfounded expression.

"Let's compete in our results on the Blood Dragon Platform. If I win, you'll divorce Sister Shaoxiang! A weakling is not worthy of her!" the man argued.

"Oh, I remember who he is." When Qingshui heard his words, it suddenly dawned on her. "This person seems to be the fourth master's second son, Li Buhu. He had a very good relationship with the young miss when he was young. He could be considered to be the young miss's follower."

"I've fought with Zhang Haoyue many times for the lady, but I've never won."

Qingshui looked at the strong Li Buhu in front of her and felt like she was in a dream. "He was so small when I was young. I didn't expect him to have grown so big.

"Although I don't remember what he looks like, I still know his situation. He's one year older than Young Master and is in the seventh refinement. However, his strength is as strong as that of an eighth refinement martial artist.

"He's probably jealous of Young Master~"

"Oh." After Qin Huai heard this, he instantly lost interest.

"Hey, are you even a man! You don't even dare to accept my challenge? How are you going to protect Sister Shaoxiang?! How are you going to turn the tide for the Li family?" Li Buhu roared, his face red with anger.

Qin Huai turned a deaf ear and walked straight to a blood stone.

He took a deep breath. There seemed to be a faint red light flashing in his eyes.

"Boiling blood!"

The qi and blood in Qin Huai's body burst forth instantly. But this time, his skin did not turn red. It was still normal.

"Boiling blood, second transformation!"

Qin Huai activated it again, pushing the four-directional tiger-wolf technique to its limits.

"Blood dragon form!"

Qin Huai continued to exert force, and wisps of white gas were injected into his qi, blood, and muscles. It was still not as torn as before. Instead, it became very gentle.

The white lines were like water snakes, gentle and moist as they climbed up the corners of Qin Huai's muscles, strolling in every corner of his limbs and chest.

"Colossal blood dragon form!"

The silent power caused Qin Huai's long white robe to flutter, and his hair to rise slightly.

The people around them didn't notice the sudden change, though.

As for Elder Erlong, who had profound cultivation techniques, he turned to look at Qin Huai.

"This brat really has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Did Sun Yuanshan teach him this?" Elder Erlong muttered as he looked back. He completely ignored the young man who was waiting to register.

The young man felt bitter. Then, he looked at Qin Huai on the Blood Dragon Platform and secretly made up his mind to surpass this man.

"Rise!"

On the Blood Dragon Platform, Qin Huai's qi sank into his dantian. He stood firmly in a horse stance and held the blood stone with both hands. He suddenly shouted in a low voice.

In an instant, he lifted the blood stone in his hand.

The next moment...

The blood stone suddenly burst out with amazing light.

BOOM!

Qin Huai threw the blood stone on the ground with a bang.

"How much?" He looked at the disciple beside him who was recording.

"Qin… Qin Huai. N-Nine points!" The disciple who was taking notes at the side looked at Qin Huai as if he had seen a ghost.

What's wrong with this guy? A few days ago, when he measured him, he only had seven points, which was the qi strength of the seventh refinement. How did he reach the ninth refinement in the blink of an eye?

Qin Huai patted the dust off his hands and instantly removed his blood dragon form. Then, he glanced at Li Buhu and said, "It's your turn."

"Brother-in-law!" Li Buhu looked at Qin Huai and blurted out. "I knew it! Sister Shaoxiang wouldn't make a mistake in her judgment!"

Li Buhu strode to Qin Huai, his eyes full of admiration. "With you leading the Li family, we will definitely be able to suppress those bastards from the Zhang family in the future."

He smiled at Qin Huai naively, not a trace of his previous hostility and conceit.

"I will do my best." Qin Huai rubbed his wrist and walked in front of Elder Erlong. "Grandmaster, how are my results? How is it?"

Elder Erlong almost couldn't hide the smile at the corner of his mouth. With a wave of his large brush, he placed the name that he had never written down at the very front of the paper.

"43rd place, Qin Huai, nine points."