"No, I need to think of another way!"
"It seems I can only make a move on the spirit field. No matter how secluded that kid is."
"He cannot possibly ignore his spirit field, right?"
Chen Ziang thought of this and had an idea in his mind.
He quickly left.
Spring in March.
The warm wind was blowing, the sun was shining brightly, another beautiful day.
Qin Ming shouldered his spiritual hoe and headed out.
These days, he had been in seclusion practicing diligently, having no time to tend to his spirit field.
A cup of tea later.
Qin Ming arrived at his spirit field.
In the three acres of golden spirit rice spirit field, sprouts were already emerging.
Two golden entries caught his eye.
[Name]: Golden Spirit Rice [Entry]: Weak Dharma Power (Maturity 2%)
[Name]: Golden Spirit Rice [Entry]: Quality Enhancement (Maturity 3%)
He walked over to the two acres of herb field.
Twelve demon flame grass of Tier One high-grade spirit plants survived, and eleven seven-leaf yellow ling of tier one top-grade spirit plants survived.
An almost fifty percent survival rate was already very high for high-grade and top-grade spirit plants.
But what excited him was—
Among these twenty plus spirit medicines, there were two new entries!
[Name]: Demon Flame Grass [Entry]: Great Success Level "Blood Burning Blade Technique" Ten Days (Maturity 1%)
[Name]: Seven-leaf Yellow Ling [Entry]: Abundant Soul Power X5 (Maturity 1%)
Qin Ming’s eyes lit up staring at the two entries!
His heart and spirit were greatly invigorated.
"It’s like giving a pillow to a sleepyhead!"
Qin Ming had been arduously practicing the "Blood Burning Blade Technique" without progress.
He was almost about to give up, when suddenly hope appeared again.
Qin Ming gritted his teeth and used a ripening entry to immediately ripen the two spirit medicines.
Half a day later.
The demon flame grass and seven-leaf yellow ling grew rapidly until they matured.
Qin Ming harvested the two spirit plants immediately.
Two green entry leaves appeared instantly in his sea of consciousness.
The entries he had remaining were:
Ripening X2
Regenerative Spirit Seed X2
Abundant Soul Power X5
Great Success Level "Blood Burning Blade Technique" Ten Days
All the other entries had been consumed through Qin Ming’s daily cultivation.
As for the two entries in the golden spirit rice spirit field, he decided not to waste the ripening entries, as golden spirit rice matured once a season with a short maturity period.
Having done all this,
Qin Ming cleared his mind of distractions and used the "Great Success Level ’Blood Burning Blade Technique’ Ten Days" entry.
Rumble!
The understanding of the great success level blade technique descended on Qin Ming like a sudden enlightenment.
In the invisible void, Qin Ming felt as if he had practiced the "Blood Burning Blade Technique" for decades.
He was eager to showcase his skills, to test how this great success level blade technique fared?
Qin Ming, extremely excited, immediately leaped and dove into the woods behind the spirit field.
He wanted to find a secluded place to test the blade technique.
Qin Ming ran for a while deep inside.
Running and running.
Suddenly!
The same sense of crisis as last time surged into Qin Ming’s heart.
His powerful qi blood instantly detected four fierce killing intents tightly locking onto him from behind.
They were catching up at an extremely fast speed.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Four azure long rainbows streaked across the sky!
Four cultivators dressed in Spirit Feather Sect attire appeared, blocking Qin Ming’s path while riding a dharma ship.
Two were at Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer, one at Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer, and the last at Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer.
None of the four made any attempt to hide, as if assuming complete control over him.
Among them, the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer cultivator was Qin Ming’s old acquaintance, Chen Ziang.
"Oh, oh, Fellow Daoist Qin, where are you rushing off to in such a hurry?" Chen Ziang displayed an amused expression, a cold gleam in his eyes, gritting his teeth, "You really made me wait for you!"
"I’ve been squatting here for days just to catch you!"
The Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer cultivator beside him echoed, "Brother Chen, let’s properly torment this brat later, let him taste the bitter wine instead of the sweet!" He grinned sinisterly.
"I’m puzzled though, why does this kid love disappearing into the woods so much? Made us chase him so hard."
Another Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer cultivator gazed mockingly at Qin Ming.
Finding out he was only Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer.
He immediately volunteered, "Let me handle him. Dealing with someone like him doesn’t need Brother Chen’s effort."
Saying so, he immediately drew out a middle-grade dharma sword, forming a sword gesture with his hand.
The flying sword shot towards Qin Ming like a sharp arrow!
The others had no intention to act, all stood by watching the show.
The Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer cultivator who attacked revealed a triumphant expression.
Taking down a mere spirit farmer was a piece of cake.
Qin Ming watched the flying sword thrusting towards him, expressionless, without any intention to dodge.
"Heh heh! Scared stiff, right?" The cultivator burst into a boastful laugh.
Just as they all thought Qin Ming was about to be captured.
The situation changed abruptly!
Whoosh!
Just an inch away from Qin Ming.
Qin Ming moved!
He simply extended his right hand, casually reaching out.
Clang!
The rapidly soaring middle-grade dharma sword was firmly grasped in his hand.
Clamped like a steel vise, the dharma sword vibrated violently, unable to advance or retreat.
Qin Ming exerted strength in his arm, the qi blood power adhered to the dharma sword.
The dharma sword instantly lost its connection with the cultivator.
Qin Ming unapologetically stored it into his storage pouch.
The Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer cultivator opposite showed a ghost-seeing expression, exclaiming in shock, "How is this possible?! Barehanded weapon catch!"
"He’s a body cultivator!"
Only then did the four on the opposite realize, something was wrong!
They quickly drew their magical artifacts, on high alert!
Qin Ming raised his head, fixing a fierce gaze on the attacking cultivator, speaking calmly, "Since you struck me with a sword."
"How about taking one of my blades?"
His words just fell.
A black saber filled with evil qi appeared instantly in Qin Ming’s hand.
He was precisely looking for an opportunity to test the blade technique, and today he would start with these few.
The qi blood power inside Qin Ming erupted instantly!
Transmitting to the blade of the black wind saber.
Then the qi blood ignited, a three-inch flame blade aura burst forth from the saber blade.
Extremely sharp!
Swish!
Qin Ming leaped into the air!
And vanished instantly from the original spot, leaving only a shadow behind.
The first style of the "Blood Burning Blade Technique" slashed down at the cultivator, instantly unleashing eighty-one flame-red blade auras!
In a fluster, the cultivator hastily took out a golden bowl defensive spiritual artifact to resist.
Clang, clang, clang!
The moment the flame blade aura touched the golden bowl defensive spiritual artifact.
It sliced through it like cutting tofu.
Then the blade aura sped forward relentlessly.
Slicing through the cultivator’s body instantly.
Bang!
A burst of blood mist exploded fiercely in the air!
The Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer cultivator was slashed into dozens of pieces by Qin Ming’s blade, dropping from the sky.
This scene was too sudden.
The place instantly fell into a deadly silence.
The three remaining Spirit Feather Sect members swallowed hard.
’What a terrifying blade technique? Even the defensive magical artifact got destroyed!’
Qin Ming’s single strike completely stunned the three’s hearts and spirits!