My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences



"What a pity. This money is only a drop in the bucket for me," Mou Jinfu said gently. "You even want to split it equally with a brat who's still wet behind the ears!"

"Sir, someone's looking for you." A masked man walked behind Mou Jinfu under the guidance of several bone pattern realm experts.

"Grandpa!" The masked man bent his back heavily, and his voice was filled with flattery. 

"As Fifth Brother's right-hand man, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to meet me in private." Mou Jinfu didn't turn his head, and his voice wasn't as enthusiastic as the masked man had imagined. 

Yang Erbao was suddenly at a loss. He did not expect Mou Jinfu to have such an attitude towards him. "Sir, you must be joking. Qin Huai, that brat who is still wet behind the ears, just relied on his talent to snatch away half of your profits at the dock. It's true that virtue is not worthy of position. Moreover, every time I offered good advice, he would ignore it. He's so stupid that he can't be reasoned with!" Yang Erbao badmouthed Qin Huai.

"I feel that Fifth Brother is a brave and resourceful person. He's not as bad as you say," Mou Jinfu said leisurely.

Yang Erbao's eyes began to wander, and he was speechless for a moment. Shouldn't this old man be enemies with Qin Huai? This point… Everyone in the Blood Poison Gang should know this as long as they weren't fools.

"Sir, you've never interacted with Qin Huai before, so you can't understand his stupidity at all… A lot of things only got better because of me." As he belittled Qin Huai, he secretly raised his own worth. "I've long seen through Qin Huai's true nature, which is why I have the idea of choosing a good tree to live in."

"And you think I'm such a good tree?" Mou Jinfu did not play by the rules.

"Sir has stood tall in the Blood Poison Gang for many years. Be it in terms of strategy, temperament, or strength, you are the best among the five adopted sons… Forget about Qin Huai. The next leader of the Blood Poison Gang will definitely be you!" Yang Erbao kept praising Mou Jinfu. 

He then raised his eyes slightly, but did not see Mou Jinfu's face reveal the carefree expression he had imagined. On the contrary, Mou Jinfu's expression was cold.

Mou Jinfu looked at the person beside him and said, "Is my ambition that obvious? Even such a small fry can tell?"

The brawny man beside him immediately cupped his fists and bowed. "I'll definitely be criticized in my position. And even if you don't think so, the people around you will think so too. This is forced by the general trend and has nothing to do with Sir's actions."

Mou Jinfu nodded slowly. "What you said makes sense." He stood up and looked down at Yang Erbao, whose legs were already trembling. "Drag this Yang Erbao out and kill him!" 

Yang Erbao's expression instantly turned dull. "Master! I'm completely sincere to you!" He did not expect that he would lose his life before he could say anything about changing sides with the information. 

"Yang Erbao is vicious. He wants to sow discord within our Blood Poison Gang and cause internal strife!" Mou Jinfu's voice boomed like thunder. "I've been plotting for months… Now, they finally found out that this person was a spy from the Thunderbolt Gang! I am the eldest son of the leader, the modern sect leader, and the brother to eliminate the traitors!"

"Sir, I can provide you with Qin Huai's whereabouts!" Yang Erbao screamed. "I can help you instigate his subordinates to defect!"

However, the next moment, when he saw Mou Jinfu draw his sword, his expression instantly twisted. 

Bang! 

The poison king technique erupted from his body as he struck out with his palm toward Mou Jinfu, who was standing right in front of him. 

"Poison palm!" The purple poisonous fog surged and suddenly enlarged from his hand, pressing down on Mou Jinfu's heart. 

Whoosh! 

A cold light suddenly appeared. At that moment, Yang Erbao's head was chopped off by Mou Jinfu with a backhand slash along with the mighty poisonous palm.

"Hang this head on the boat as a warning to others," Mou Jinfu instructed the burly man beside him. "Do it now."

"Understood!" The burly man knelt on one knee and left the dock with Yang Erbao's head.

… 

In the courtyard, Qin Huai threw the red qi tiger wolf pills into his mouth one by one. Then, he sat cross-legged on the bed and activated the four-directional tiger-wolf technique. 

An astonishing amount of qi and blood flowed through Qin Huai's eight extraordinary meridians, slowly pouring into the tiger and wolf in his dantian. The tiger and wolf's bodies began to expand visibly. They were originally in liquid form but gradually became more realistic and lifelike. 

As Qin Huai's blood and qi surged, the terrifying power caused his eyes to turn red. 

A day later, Qin Huai refined a hundred red qi tiger wolf pills. He had successfully reached the third-level bone pattern realm with the four-directional tiger-wolf technique, and his experience had even increased to 60%. The Tiger Wolf Force also increased along with the cultivation technique's level, reaching 366%.

Qin Huai's blood and qi surged. After all, the four-directional tiger-wolf technique was a cultivation technique that was good at the physical body. 

"Every time my physical body is strengthened, my boiling blood and dragon king form will grow even more rapidly," Qin Huai thought. 

If boiling blood was just adding strength to the basic physical strength, then dragon king form was multiplying the foundation by a certain number. Therefore, every increase in Qin Huai's strength would amplify the power of his dragon king form infinitely. 

After some time, he came out of seclusion and pushed open the courtyard door. 

Zhou Cunzhong stood guard at the entrance of the courtyard. "Fifth Master, something happened," he said. "Yesterday, Yang Erbao's head was hung on the flower boat by First Master and the others." Then, Zhou Cunzhong repeated Mou Jinfu's words.

"Idiot," Qin Huai whispered.