6 After Thirteen Years Of Training, I Dare To Teach Saint Child To Go To Hell!
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Xiao Fan proudly left Saintess Mountain, and I must say, Saintess's shyness had a unique charm.
Returning to his main peak, Xiao Fan walked happily, his spirits lifted by the joyous occasion.
Seeing his joyful appearance, Yu Yue found it somewhat unusual and wanted to ask what had happened to make him so happy.
But before she could speak, she caught a faint fragrance.
As a woman, she couldn't mistake it - it was the scent of another woman!
Did Saint Child just go to find a woman?
Both sisters were exceptional women, gifted and talented. They were willing to stay by Xiao Fan's side as maids, not only because of Sacred Land's orders, but also out of their own volition.
Who wouldn't have a crush as a young girl?
Especially for someone like Xiao Fan, who was naturally extraordinary, came from a prominent family, and was considered the dream lover of the female cultivators in Sacred Land.
Neither she nor Saint Child had ever had any intimate contact, yet someone had gotten close to Saint Child and left behind her perfume scent. Who was the despicable fox who dared to make a move?!
How infuriating!
But she couldn't show her anger towards Saint Child, otherwise he would think she wasn't gentle enough and would dislike her. What should she do?
"Saint Child, where did you just go?" Xiao Fan didn't think too much and simply replied.
"Didn't Saintess move in next door? I am Saint Child, we are all fellow disciples. Isn't it normal to pay a visit?" Saintess!
So it was you, you despicable fox!
Yu Yue's expression turned cold, as if covered in frost.
Xiao Fan suddenly felt a chill, did the weather suddenly turn cold?
"Is there anything else? If not, go back and cultivate." Xiao Fan said.
He didn't really treat these two sisters as maids, their relationship was more like companions in cultivation, like a trio.
Yu Yue didn't say anything, as if the previous frosty demeanor didn't exist, she smiled and said, making people feel as if bathed in a warm spring breeze.
"Yes, I will follow Saint Child's orders."
Xiao Fan returned to his cultivation chamber, planning to see what use this antagonist had.
It seemed like he had accumulated 900 points, quite a lot.
Watching Xiao Fan's departing figure, Yu Yue also left and sought out Xin Xi to discuss countermeasures.
"Saint Child belongs to us, that despicable fox Saintess is not allowed to touch him!"
Xiao Fan hadn't discovered the hidden attributes of these two sisters yet.
And these two individuals seemed to have extraordinary identities. Once, he accidentally witnessed Inner Sect Elder Wu bowing his head to them.
He couldn't understand why people of such status would stay by his side.
But their care for him was genuine, so he didn't think too much about it.
As long as they treated him well.
As for their hidden identities, the more noble, the better! Hehehehe...
This is Xiao Fan's cultivation chamber, and the meditation cushion is the same model as the Holy Lord's. On top of it, the Dao Rhyme is melodious, sitting on it can calm the mind and increase enlightenment, which is effective for Mahayana cultivators.
I heard that this cushion is worth a million High Grade Spirit Stones, I don't know if it's true.
Within a radius of a hundred zhang in the cultivation chamber, there are more than ten Spirit Veins fixed in place, continuously absorbing and emitting spiritual energy, making the spiritual energy in the entire cultivation chamber dense enough to condense into liquid state.
This treatment is also the same as the Holy Lord's.
In the cultivation chamber, there are also two small teleportation arrays for transporting items, one leading to the Sutra Pavilion and the other to the Pill Tower.
As long as he needs something, he can write a small note and throw it down, and the Sutra Pavilion will send martial arts techniques, while the Pill Tower will send pills, which is very convenient.
It is precisely because of this treatment that he tearfully bid farewell to the Xiao Family and joined the Sacred Land.
Sitting steadily on the cushion, Xiao Fan closed his eyes and nurtured his spirit, his thoughts sinking into his mind.
"System, inquire about the function of the Antagonistic Value."
[The more Antagonistic Value, the stronger the host's antagonistic fate, and the more rewards obtained from killing Sons of Fortune.
At the same time, when the Antagonistic Value reaches a certain point, the host can receive certain rewards. The higher the Antagonistic Value, the more abundant the rewards.
As an antagonist, luck is also present.
The higher the Antagonistic Value, the better the luck. Going out to pick up treasures, having epiphanies while sleeping, having beauties throw themselves at you, and having strong individuals worship you. The higher the Antagonistic Value, the better the luck.
The uses of Antagonistic Value are endless, please host, work hard to earn it.]
Looking at this long explanation, Xiao Fan understood.
The stronger the luck of Sons of Fortune, the better their luck.
The more Antagonistic Value an antagonist has, the better their luck.
[When the host's Antagonistic Value breaks through 100 points, they will receive a skill reward: Cultivating on Autopilot.]
[Cultivating on Autopilot: The host does not need to cultivate autonomously, their cultivation will automatically improve. Epiphanies, taking pills, and diligent cultivation can all be accumulated while cultivating on autopilot, achieving faster advancement.]
[Current cultivation level of the host: Mid Gold Core stage, cultivating on autopilot has been activated, it is estimated that it will take three months to reach the Late Gold Core stage (not a fixed value, can be accelerated).]
[When the Antagonistic Value breaks through 1000 points, another reward will be obtained, please host, work hard.]
Cultivating on autopilot, that's great.
Xiao Fan could clearly feel that although he didn't meditate and cultivate, his cultivation was steadily increasing. It's a must-have for lazy people.
He tried to meditate and cultivate Qi Refining, and found that his cultivation speed was faster than before.
"So this is what the system meant by accumulation."
Xiao Fan was very satisfied. He had been practicing swordsmanship with his father before, neglecting to improve his realm and cultivation. Now he was making up for lost progress.
He went out and not only defeated the Son of Fortune, breaking his Dao heart.
He also conquered the daughter of luck, gradually gaining control.
Most importantly, he gained a skill, cultivating on autopilot.
The gains were tremendous.
I've decided to be this antagonist, even Heavenly King himself can't stop me!
"System, if I meditate and cultivate now, how long will it take to break through to the Late Gold Core stage?"
[Two and a half months.]
It seems that my seclusion and cultivation only lasted for half a month. It looks like I still have room for improvement in my talent.
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On the other side, Qin Feng, who was feeling defeated, ran into the mountains of Handyman Peak.
Facing a towering ancient tree, he vented his anger frantically.
"I'm really angry right now!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
His fists struck the tree, leaving deep imprints, causing even the trunk to sway.
His eyes filled with rage as he muttered, "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
"Just because he's a second-generation rich kid with connections, why did he snatch my cousin away when I treated her so well?"
"I refuse to accept this!"
"Saint Child? Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't underestimate a poor youth."
"After I cultivate for thirteen years, I dare to challenge the Saint Child in the underworld!"
He had lost count of how many punches he had thrown at the ancient tree. It seemed like he didn't feel any pain at all. His fists were covered in blood, but he didn't stop.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, the spiritual energy in his body involuntarily depleted even faster than before.
His divine sense couldn't help but enter his dantian.
"It's all because of you, all because of you! If it weren't for you in my dantian, absorbing my spiritual energy, would I have been stuck at the Qi Refining Stage for ten years?"
"What the hell are you? I beg you, I beg you, you've ruined me for ten years, get out of my body, okay?"
He cursed at a small, ancient and dilapidated tower in his dantian.
It turned out that ten years ago, he was a cultivation genius who could sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at the age of six.
Without anyone's guidance, he relied on a Qi Refining manual to independently complete the process of absorbing qi, cleansing the marrow, and entering the Qi Refining Stage.
This was just the beginning. Within two years, he had broken through nine small realms, reaching the terrifying ninth level of Qi Refining.
With just two more years, he would have completed Foundation Building.
To become a Foundation Building cultivator before the age of ten!
What an incredible achievement!
Unfortunately, an accident caused his cultivation to stagnate. Not only did it stagnate, but it also kept declining. Now, he was only at the third level of Qi Refining.
Ten years ago, just as he was about to start Foundation Building, the heavens and earth suddenly became chaotic. Multicolored divine thunder covered the sky, suppressing everyone so much that they couldn't even lift their heads. It was even more terrifying than the tribulation of becoming an immortal.
He had planned to quietly complete Foundation Building and then astonish everyone.
Unexpectedly, after that divine thunder, not only did he fail to successfully build his foundation, but he was struck by the divine thunder, causing smoke to billow from his seven orifices.
Inside his dantian, there was now an additional broken tower.
He had thought that surviving a great calamity would bring great fortune.
Little did he know that surviving a great calamity would bring even greater troubles.
This was the beginning of his nightmare.
This small tower crazily devoured the spiritual energy within him. All the spiritual energy in his body ultimately belonged to the small tower.
No matter how much he filled it, it was never enough.
Gradually, his cultivation began to decline.
All of this, seen by others, became a joke. The former genius had become a useless waste, inevitably causing sighs of pity.
He also gained his own exclusive skill, a passive talent:
Being mocked upon meeting people, questioned upon taking action, no one had any expectations for him, not a single person.
"You're absorbing my spiritual energy every day, I know you can hear me talking," Qin Feng said coldly.
Unexpectedly, there was no response.
He took out a broken Illusion Pill from his pocket. This pill was used by Foundation Building cultivators to form their Gold Core. If a Qi Refining cultivator were to swallow it, they would be burst open by the surging spiritual energy.
He gritted his teeth and made up his mind. You need spiritual power, don't you?
Here, take it, take it all.
As a result, with this swallow, the door to a new world opened.
The moment he was pulled into the small tower, when he reappeared, he was brimming with confidence, and even his cultivation level had reached the fourth level of Qi Refining.
A single trip inside had directly raised him by one small realm!
"The Immortal King's small tower, I didn't expect that the remnant soul of the Immortal King would reside inside!" he exclaimed.
The plot of the story was always so familiar: a broken tower, a remnant soul, absorbing his spiritual energy, all just to nurture the spirit and restore consciousness.
Although he didn't know what realm the Immortal King was, as long as he had the title of Immortal, he must be amazing.
"Hmph, my destined path as Qin Feng has finally arrived. I knew that I, Qin Feng, was destined to be someone who would awe the world."
"Saint Child? After I cultivate for thirteen years, I dare to challenge the Saint Child in the underworld!"
"If he doesn't return my cousin to me obediently, hmph, Saint Child? I'll make sure he never returns!"
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Ah-choo~
Xiao Fan, who was in seclusion, sneezed unintentionally.
He touched his nose, feeling puzzled. Can a cultivator at the Gold Core stage catch a cold?
It must be some idiot cursing at me again.
At this moment, someone came to deliver a message in the Sacred Land.
"Saint Child, the Elder has summoned you."
"Understood."
The Elder?
It had been over half a year since he entered the Sacred Land, and he hadn't seen the Elder many times. He decided to go and see what the Elder wanted.
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