My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences - Chapter 378

378 Recruiting New Disciples

The relationship between the various forces, already fraught with tension and distrust, had been completely torn apart, thanks to the Jiang brothers. Each visit to the mountain wall now resulted in fierce, often brutal, confrontations.

Consequently, within half a month, the mountain wall had been transformed into a forbidden zone. Everyone refrained from entering, choosing instead to observe the bronze runes on the ground, using them as an aid to understand and cultivate the ancient azure illusion scripture.

Meanwhile, Qin Huai stealthily navigated through the forest, quietly collecting the experience points that others had dropped. Regrettably, this method yielded minimal results. The presence of numerous experts, coupled with their heightened vigilance, made it challenging.

Additionally, the various cultivation techniques practiced by these individuals varied widely, each possessing unique divine abilities. Thus, Qin Huai found himself on the run most of the time.

Nevertheless, he took solace in the experience points gifted to him by Big Brother Jiang and Fang Chuixue. In half a month, he managed to refine all the cultivation techniques with the aid of the divine power book of a thousand creations.

Within the world of his dantian, the vitality on the bronze wall had increased. Blood-red tigers and wolves could often be seen darting through the grass and forest, leaving trails of afterimages on the bronze wall.

Even the white dragon, emerging from the dragon pearl, would occasionally wander around the bronze landscape. On occasion, the bronze ground would emit a faint light, revealing more mysterious runes, including the forms of a white dragon and a tiger wolf.

Qin Huai slowly opened his eyes, murmuring, “Just a little more.”

His progress in the ancient azure illusion scripture was neither overly fast nor sluggish. He had reached a frustrating juncture, stuck at level 94 with 5231/10000 points.

He had attempted to convert these techniques into the ancient azure illusion scripture and the poison king technique. Surprisingly, he found that the same amount of experience points could be converted into the poison king technique far more efficiently than into the ancient azure illusion scripture. This discrepancy was likely due to the varying difficulties of cultivating the said two techniques.

“With only half a month left, I fear I won’t reach the bone pattern realm simply by covertly collecting experience points,” Qin Huai mused. If it hadn’t been for the interference of the Jiang brothers, his progress in the ancient azure illusion scripture would have already reached the bone pattern realm.

“Every grievance has its master; every debt has its debtor. Looks like I may need to make the Jiang brothers suffer a little,” Qin Huai reflected, his gaze drifting toward their location.

In addition to his progress with the ancient azure illusion scripture, Qin Huai had also discovered a peculiar aspect of his flame longevity technique. Analyzing his battle with Wen Zonghao, he realized that the power of the flame longevity technique seemed to increase in tandem with his cultivation level.

Otherwise, he couldn’t explain why the energy derived from a mere five years of his lifespan could harm an expert of the visceral prefecture realm.

“The power of the flame longevity technique is impressive, but it comes at the expense of my lifespan,” Qin Huai pondered. No matter how extended one’s lifespan was, the anxiety of losing it remained unless one was immortal.

Currently, Qin Huai possessed nearly seven hundred years of lifespan, far exceeding even a visceral prefecture realm expert. However, he would still be anxious for a while every time he used the flame longevity technique.

Despite his unease, he embarked towards the location of the Jiang brothers, using the wind breath technique to minimize his aura and fluctuations in blood essence. As he stealthily approached, the world around him seemed oddly silent following the demise of those within the array.

As he neared the Jiang brothers’ territory, he slowed his pace, proceeding with extreme caution. Suddenly, he heard a voice that stopped him in his tracks.

“Yang Tianhan? What are you doing here?”

Peering through the dense forest, he spotted Yang Tianhan standing before the Jiang brothers. Confusion welled up within him. What was Yang doing there? As he listened attentively to their conversation from his hidden position, his confusion deepened.

“Actually I’m here to persuade you two,” Yang Tianhan addressed the Jiang brothers, his face adorned with a smile.

“What?” Jiang Youyin retorted sarcastically, “Are you trying to persuade me to apologize to your master?”

The Jiang brothers, despite being face-to-face with Yang Tianhan, refrained from launching an attack. Their reluctance stemmed from fear any harm inflicted on Yang Tianhan now would only exacerbate their conflict with Lan Zhengtu.

With half a month left until the great slaughter, they didn’t believe they could evade the Heavenly Eagle sect’s pursuit completely. So, if they wished to eliminate Yang Tianhan, they would have to wait until the night before the massacre.

Unfazed by their hostility, Yang Tianhan shook his head. “No, I’m here to persuade you to join our Ghost Ox sect. While our status here may not be lofty, we have a multitude of experts across the entire bronze realm. Our young champion, Little Cattle King Le Ji’an, is also in the bronze realm. You two, being of the same generation, should be well aware of his capabilities.”

In the forest, Qin Huai quietly took in their whispered conversation. It appeared that Yang Tianhan was still attempting to recruit martial artists from various sects to the Ghost Ox sect, likely driven by his desire for revenge for Lan Zhengtu’s humiliation.

The Jiang brothers seemed to hesitate at Yang Tianhan’s proposition. Joining the Ghost Ox sect, an undeniable powerhouse in Qingzhou, would undoubtedly ease their journey within the bronze realm.

But their shared glance revealed their shared thoughts. They would have readily joined the Ghost Ox sect if they hadn’t been practicing the blood heart technique. Now, they were disciples of the Sacred Heart sect, practicing a forbidden technique. This was a dark art, intolerable within Qingzhou. If the Ghost Ox sect discovered this, they would face not protection but outright attack.

Skeptically, one of them replied, “Hehe Who knows if your Ghost Ox sect is on the same side as the Heavenly Eagle sect?”