My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences



"They can't wait for you to die!" 

"I really didn't expect this. I thought Second Brother and Third Brother would be your enemies, and they would target a significant figure like you first."

Qin Huai fell silent. Of course, he wasn't here to engage in idle chatter with Mou Jinfu. Meanwhile, countless experience orbs rushed towards Qin Huai.

"Ding! You have collected a [Thunderbolt Blade Technique Essence (Blue)], [Thunderbolt Blade Technique] experience points +322!" 

"Ding! You have collected a [Poison King Technique Essence (Green)], [Poison King Technique] experience points +23!" 

"Ding! You have collected a [Thunderbolt Blade Technique Essence (Purple)], [Thunderbolt Blade Technique] experience points +3,444!" 

Numerous memories flashed through Qin Huai's mind. In a short time, his thunderbolt blade technique had reached the peak of the ninth refinement, and even thunderbolt blade force had reached 20%. Both the dark water technique and the poison king technique had advanced rapidly.

A hazy memory flickered through Qin Huai's mind. His blood essence also increased at that moment. His comprehension of the thunderbolt blade technique and various cultivation techniques deepened as well.

"You're wrong, you know. You underestimate your own threat. To them, I'm just an old man nearing death. Even if I become the pharmacy's shopkeeper, I'll only have a few years left. But you are different. You are too dangerous."

Mou Jinfu laughed even more heartily. Not long ago, Qin Huai was a malignant threat that kept him awake at night. But now, Qin Huai was already like a fish on a chopping board. He was no longer a significant concern.

Mou Jinfu spoke calmly, "At such a young age, you're proficient in poison techniques, skilled with artifacts, ruthless, and talented… An all-rounder like you is even more challenging to handle than a cultivation fanatic like Shao Mo. As long as you're alive, that seat will never be ours. So... You must die."

Qin Huai came to a realization. "I see. It seems I've underestimated myself. However, I want to correct your words." His expression turned cold. "It's you and your people who are surrounded by me."

"Hahaha!" 

As soon as Qin Huai finished speaking, the crowd burst into laughter. Mou Jinfu's trusted aides and the remaining members of the Thunderbolt Gang and Dark Dragon Gang couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"This Qin Huai must have lost his mind at the brink of death."

The few big men behind Mou Jinfu laughed so hard that tears streamed down their faces.

But Qin Huai remained unmoved. In his dantian world, he awakened the dragon king, who was sleeping in the dragon pearl.

With Qin Huai as the epicenter, a terrifying power surged out like a massive wave. At the same time, an intense white light instantly filled his eyes, and his long robe rustled in the cold wind. A roar, akin to a real dragon, erupted. 

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Within a ten-meter radius, blood refinement realm martial artists bled from all seven orifices under the might of Qin Huai's dragon king. They collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

The bone pattern realm experts nearby didn't fare any better. All of them knelt on the ground, feeling as if they were being crushed by a mountain. It was nearly impossible to move even an inch. 

Blood flowed from the bodies of countless individuals. In an instant, Mou Jinfu's once-imposing army had lost over 60% of its strength!

"You… You have the king's force!" Mou Jinfu's eyes widened in disbelief. "Kid, you're only at the first level bone pattern realm, yet you're able to cultivate king's force!"

In Qingzhou City, most of the geniuses who cultivated the king's force did so after obtaining five full patterns. With sufficient comprehension and five full patterns as a foundation to boost their confidence, they would have a chance to comprehend it. 

And before that, cultivating the king's force with fewer than five full patterns was considered nearly impossible. 

Only two individuals in all of Qingzhou City had accomplished this feat. One of them was the legendary innate king's power, who stood alone in Qingzhou City. That person's combat strength was unrivaled among the geniuses who had comprehended the king's force.

But now… This Qin Huai, with fewer than five full patterns, had managed to cultivate the king's force. How could Mou Jinfu not be shocked and horrified? 

His scalp tingled, feeling as if he had just stepped into the gates of hell. But soon, he felt a sense of relief. "Fortunately, I made up my mind today and decided to take this risk. Otherwise...I'm afraid you would really kill me." 

Mou Jinfu tapped the ground with his walking stick. The ground beneath his feet instantly crumbled, surging towards Qin Huai like a tidal wave.

Simultaneously, Mou Jinfu transformed into a cannonball, shooting toward Qin Huai. "I'll show you, the difference between a martial artist at the fifth level bone pattern realm with three full patterns and a martial artist at the fourth-level bone pattern realm isn't as simple as a minor realm!"

He thrust his walking stick at Qin Huai. The poisonous gas surrounding him transformed into dozens of spears.

Qin Huai's gaze sharpened, and he fearlessly threw both fists forward. "Longevity forbidden technique, poison dragon shock!"

A flash of white light erupted before him. Facing an expert with three full lines, Qin Huai dared not be careless. He punched a dozen times in front of him, creating a rippling barrier.

The sharp poison spears aimed straight at him.

Buzz~

The concentrated attacks exploded in front of Qin Huai. The aftershock of the tremors lingered in the night, not stopping for a long time. 

Qin Huai's poison dragon shock was visibly weakened by the poison spear's assault. One of Mou Jinfu's three cultivation techniques actually had residual force similar to the rumbling thunder technique. Moreover, the strength of the opponent was evidently several levels higher than Qin Huai's.

Bang!

A poison spear effortlessly pierced through Qin Huai's rippling barrier. The seemingly simple spear carried a formidable force that made Qin Huai's hair stand on end.

This was actually a middle-grade treasured weapon. Qin Huai's face instantly lost a significant portion of flesh, and it nearly reached his right eye.

Activating the blood heart technique, the flesh and blood on Qin Huai's face regenerated, returning to normal almost instantly. 

Simultaneously, he punched out with both fists, and the poison dragon shock bombarded his body as if it had a will of its own. Nevertheless, it was still easily penetrated by the spear formed from the poisonous gas.

For the first time since rising to prominence, Qin Huai's forbidden technique was suppressed by someone else.