My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

199 Qin Huai, the Teacher

Zhang Cheng sneered. “Not only is he not strong enough, but the Li family is also not strong enough. Besides, that idiot Li Zeren has long regarded you as the future hope of the Nine Dragons Sect.

“Also, how many people in the Li family hate Qin Huai? I’d even rather you sit on the Nine Dragons sect, even the throne of the Li family’s patriarch.” Zhang Cheng said unhurriedly, “The only person who will stand by Qin Huai’s side is the fourth branch, Li Zeshi, so there’s nothing to be afraid of. ”

He stood up and looked at his most proud son. “You have a good personality, patience, and a good plan… But sometimes, being too indecisive won’t do. This needs to be changed.”

Crack!

Zhang Cheng swung his hand and a stone instantly pierced through the hen that was carefully observing the two of them not far away.

The hen fell to the ground on the spot. After twitching twice, it stopped moving.

“That Qin Huai is just a chick that I’ve raised in my hands. Even if he grows up, I can crush him to death with a single strike.” Zhang Haoyue was neither servile nor overbearing. “I feel that there’s nothing wrong with being steady. I’ll slowly dig out his trump cards and pull out the connections behind him. Finally, I will slowly devour him…”

Zhang Cheng said meaningfully, “Then, regarding Qin Huai’s matter, let’s treat it as a small bet between you and me, father and son. Let’s see if this Qin Huai is a hen or if he only knows how to bite like a dog.”

Pa, pa, pa…

He clapped his hands, walked to the dead hen, and picked it up. “I’ll show you what I can do this afternoon. I’ll have a hen stewed with mushrooms. ”

…

Qin Huai went home first. Then, he checked the changes in his body.

He discovered that the mark of the earth had appeared in his dantian world.

There was a blurry bronze carving that had now become the land of the dantian world. However, the bronze land was very illusory. It was so blurry that only the rough color could be seen. Other than that, there wasn’t much difference.

“This world is becoming more and more complete. I wonder what kind of power it will bring in the future.”

Qin Huai could not make heads or tails of this strange phenomenon, because he had never met someone who had cultivated so many cultivation techniques and achieved so much.

Therefore, he could only rely on himself to explore.

…

After leaving the house, Qin Huai began his cultivation plan in the Li family’s courtyard.

He stood by the river and hid among the women, helping them wash vegetables and clothes, and even told them some simple cooking methods of delicacies that he knew from his previous life.

Qin Huai was very diligent, so diligent that these women were embarrassed to reject this young man whom they hated. After all, one should not slap a smiling face.

Then, Qin Huai struck while the iron was hot and got these women to practice with him by the river.

Most of these women were from the Li family and had a high cultivation level when they were young, so most of them were in the third or fourth refinement.

It was just that after getting married, they slacked off on taking care of their husband and raising her children, and their vitality dropped drastically.

There was not much combat strength left. It was not even comparable to some young and strong second refiners.

However, to Qin Huai, none of that mattered. It was good that their cultivation levels were still there.

Qin Huai went to the private school in the Nine Dragons sect. As a sub-sect of the True Path sect, it was one of the three major forces in Lingjiang.

The Nine Dragons sect not only focused on cultivation, but also on the studies of the children. Everyone here could read and count, and it was thousands of miles higher than the commoners of Pingnan City.

There were many children in the private school, and hundreds of people studied here every day.

Qin Huai seized the loophole. Although the teacher was talented in literature and his articles were well-written, he was still able to grasp the loophole. However, he was much weaker than Qin Huai in terms of math and calculation.

Qin Huai shamelessly stayed in the private school and revealed a set of mathematical calculations to them, causing the private school teacher’s eyes to widen.

Then…

Qin Huai became the math teacher of the Li family’s private school. He assigned a class to the children amidst their wails.

After that, he became even more aggressive and revealed his fangs. He asked these children to stay after school and practice the long breath technique.

The children wailed in pain again, but the women of the Li family were very satisfied. Especially when they saw that their math teacher was Qin Huai, who helped them wash their clothes and vegetables during the day, they readily agreed.

These children’s realms were very low, so a child could only give Qin Huai a little experience. However, Qin Huai had accumulated a lot and won by quantity.

He did some calculations. Just these children and women alone earned him an additional 500 experience points a day.

With the eight refinement of the long breath technique, the experience points he could collect every day increased from 1,500 to 2,000.

And so, Qin Huai’s days passed in an orderly manner.

The only one who wasn’t going well was the shameless Zhang family’s lackey, Zhang Dagan. He would always find loopholes to provoke Qin Huai and even touch the young men of the fourth branch.

Many hot-tempered young men fought with him outside the Nine Dragons sect, and as expected, they were beaten up. Li Buhu almost fought with Zhang Dagan many times because of this, but he was stopped by the people of the fourth branch.

Only endless anger burned in the hearts of Li Buhu and the entire fourth branch.

As for Qin Huai, he was even more diligent in his cultivation. In the blink of an eye, two months passed quietly with the revival of all living things, and it was replaced by midsummer.

Qin Huai changed into a light summer robe. It was still green and white, but the fabric had become thinner.

He came back from the back mountain late at night, then sat cross-legged on the bed. The moment he sat down, his aura surged. It was as if a dragon’s roar echoed in the room.

Qin Huai’s bones were boiling. The scorching heat formed a complete pattern on his bones.