My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences - Chapter 577

577 Unparalleled Physical Body!
“Ding! Large amount of spiritual energy acquired. Current spirit bone fusion rate: 1%!”

A notification flashed across Qin Huai’s sight. His spiritual altar structure had successfully navigated the first phase, and it was progressing into the second. However, the fusion rate was a mere 1%. The three big shots, powerful enough to shake the main world, along with the ordinary martial artists killed at the entry point, had only contributed this much.

The weapon in Qin Huai’s hand stopped abruptly, and with a thud, the little girl dropped to the ground.

“Hey! Can’t you be a bit more gentle?!” She spun around, scowling at Qin Huai, who was already out of sight.

Meanwhile, Qiong Simo, engrossed in smashing the unfinished myriad elixir, swore under his breath. With a nonchalant flick of his fingers, the floating myriad elixir exploded, its potent spiritual energy smacking against Qin Huai.
A golden light flickered around him, revealing slight flaws in his invincible Vajra blood. The power of the myriad elixir surpassed that of the previous spirit-gathering balls — it seemed to harness a hint of the universe’s might, nearly invincible. But that was all.

Boom!

Kun Peng wings unfurled from Qin Huai’s back, boosting his speed another notch. He quickly closed the distance between himself and Qiong Simo, landing relentless blows.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Clouds of crimson mist filled the air, shimmering like fireworks. It had only been a short while since the three heroes of Qiong Qi entered the spirit bone level.

“The first battle seems to have gone well,” Qin Huai muttered, turning towards the little girl. His body was emitting steam — a visible ‘wound’ left by resisting the myriad elixir. “Your shield is indeed of extremely high standard,” he admitted, before he started calculating the number of kills he’d need to maximize his spirit bone fusion rate.

Assuming three spirit bone level martial artists and a few ordinary ones to achieve 1%, he’d need to eliminate around three hundred individuals, or maybe eight hundred, or even thousands. Moreover, this was based on the assumption that all martial artists were at the level of the previous few. Otherwise, the number would only increase. A daunting task indeed.

“Hey, are you scared?” the young girl teased, a provocative tone evident in her voice. “If you plan on using a stupid method like killing to complete the fusion of the patterned bone and the soul, it will take a very long time and a lot of people’s spiritual energy.”

“Yes, so I was wondering… Are there enough people from the six clans in the spirit world? Eight hundred?” Qin Huai asked the young girl earnestly.

“What…” she started, slightly taken aback by Qin Huai’s sincere demeanor. “Good! As expected of someone I regard highly!” she forced a smile to save face. “Those three were the Three Heroes of Qiong Qi, the top figures in the Qiong clan. I didn’t expect them to fall by our hands. I acknowledge your strength!”

“What are their ranks within the Qiong Qi clan?” Qin Huai inquired.

“Top twenty! If you exclude the king realm within the top fifteen, each of them would be equally powerful,” she replied.

“Then I hope they send more next time,” Qin Huai remarked, surprised that he’d overestimated the Qiong Qi’s fighting prowess.

He hadn’t even used his king’s force, just his seven-pattern bones against the Qiong Qi’s three heroes. Maybe, he’d underestimated his own strength. This thought crossed Qin Huai’s mind. Pondering over it, he was no match for the white-robed king, or rather, any king realm martial artist.

“However, your physical body and blood qi are quite potent. I bet you could challenge Uncle Dragon Emperor,” the young girl circled around Qin Huai, inspecting his muscular form, her eyes wide in awe.

“Yes, there’s also Uncle Dragon Emperor…” Qin Huai muttered. Given a chance, he would like to fight with the said person, to see if he was as formidable as rumored.

“What’s our next move?” the girl asked. “If we continue to fight, the next wave from the Qiong Qi clan will likely consist of half of their experts.”

“Do you know the essence of stealing wool?” Qin Huai questioned.

“What?” the little girl asked curiously.

“If you want to shear, then shear to the end!” Qin Huai sat cross-legged on the ground after speaking. He stirred the dragon king within his dantian world and slowly woke him.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting ready to send them a big wave.”

…

In the temple of the Qiong family, the Three Heroes of Qiong Qi entered with cold expressions.

The discussion about the war had not yet concluded. Seeing the three brothers depart in haste, everyone present was briefly taken aback. Some even laughed.

“It seems the Kun Peng clan will be wiped out in a matter of days.”

“We wagered on when you three brothers would resolve the situation in the spirit world.”

A few people teased from near the head of the table. “I bet it would take fifteen minutes.”

“I bet ten breaths. Those two brats wanted the chips, so they certainly wouldn’t run but would stay at the encampment.”

An elder who barely resembled a human spoke, “Looks like I won.”

Qiong Sicheng’s heart skipped a beat when he saw the three people’s composed expressions. A silent communication occurred between them. His normally tranquil demeanor quickly boiled over and then cooled again, becoming as deep as an abyss.

“We lost.” Qiong Siren, the leader of the three brothers, admitted.

The entire temple was in an uproar.

“What a joke!” exclaimed an elder who’d wagered they’d last ten breaths. “The three heroes of our Qiong Qi clan were defeated?!”

“Is there any useful information?” the sect master asked, his gaze drifting to the three of them.

“I… We were ambushed to death the moment we entered the encampment. We couldn’t even see the opponent’s move clearly.” Qiong Siren’s face turned crimson as he confessed.

“I’m afraid he has precious spirit weapons protecting him, and there’s more than one,” Qiong Simo added, describing the opponent. “One of them is tall and the other is short. The short one is very strange. His body is hard to gauge, but his defense is extremely strong. Even my myriad elixir couldn’t harm him.”

“That tall one…possesses an unparalleled physical body!” the three of them exclaimed in unison.

Gasps filled the room. They knew the arrogance of the Three Heroes of Qiong Qi. To give an evaluation of ‘unparalleled physical body’ was a rare acknowledgment.

“It seems the Kun Peng clan is about to rise,” the Qiong Qi Sect Master mused. “Since a one-on-one fight won’t work, everyone present can go together. At least we can put up a fight.”

With the elders gone, many Qiong Qi disciples outside the temple bowed. These were their forebears, figures of unfathomable power who could decide the fate of millions with a word. Many young disciples lowered their heads, not daring to breathe loudly.

“Did you notice all the elders heading toward the spirit room?” one of the younger men noted.

“The three heroes were the same. Earlier, they left in a hurry but returned quickly.”

“Ahem, I’m aware of this… Something happened in the spirit world.”

“And then?”

“That’s all I know.”

“Tsk…” Many youngsters looked at him dismissively.

“In any case, all the elders have been called to action. If there’s a problem, it’ll be sorted out quickly, right?” The young man’s face turned red as he defended himself. “You all just wait and see. The elders will be back soon, and after that, the world will be peaceful once more!”