Chapter 305 - 305 The Blood Poison Gang
305 The Blood Poison Gang
Not to mention, the Broken Axe Gang had already been wiped out by him. There were no additional methods to obtain it.
Similar to him, it was probably the rumbling thunder technique. The rumbling thunder technique, which was only at the fourth refinement level, was also somewhat useless. Although it had a reaction with the nine dragons true qi technique, its level was too low.
Qin Huai finally decided to refine the broken axe technique first. As for the rumbling thunder technique, he would have to wait and see.
He closed his eyes and slowly activated the divine power book of a thousand creations, throwing the broken axe technique’s blood essence into the ancient book. However, this refining process took a long time, so Qin Huai had only refined five layers in one night, allowing the nine dragons true qi technique to increase by another one percent, reaching six percent.
“Cultivating like this saves a lot of effort,” Qin Huai muttered to himself. As for refining force, his current divine power book of a thousand creations was not enough, so he couldn’t do it for the time being.
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In the blink of an eye, a month passed quietly.
Qin Huai’s days in Tong Treasure Shop were ordinary and uneventful. Every day, he cultivated the divine power book of a thousand creations.
Gradually, Old Master Tong and the other ten or so members of the Tong family gained experience. The realm of the divine power book of a thousand creations improved significantly, and in just a short month, he had broken through the great blood refinement barrier from the fourth refinement to the eighth refinement level. After reaching 121%, the dragon force almost stopped moving.
Old Master Tong was only at the first-level bone pattern realm, and the others were only at the great blood refinement realm. Naturally, they couldn’t help Qin Huai improve at such a fast speed.
Qin Huai had successfully refined the broken axe technique, and his nine dragons true qi technique had reached 18% of the third-level bone pattern realm.
As for duan fu’s power, Qin Huai had added it to the only ancient azure illusion force that was not over a hundred and only at 72% when he left the Nine Dragons sect. However, the refining speed was much slower than the vitality. Now, he had only refined half of it, pushing the ancient azure illusion force to 88%.
Qin Huai felt that there must be something extraordinary about this ancient illusion force on the skull. On the other hand, Qin Huai’s usual cultivation time was split into two parts: the clasping vitality and the nine dragons true qi technique.
Tong Shou was a man of few words, so the number of times Qin Huai spoke to him in a month was pitifully few. Instead, he chatted with Tong Maosheng, who was only thirteen years old this year.
Tong Maosheng was young but had an old air about him. From their conversations, Qin Huai gained some knowledge. As for how credible it was, based on Qin Huai’s one month of interaction, it was at most 50%.
All in all, the family of three treated Qin Huai very well. Every month, they would give Qin Huai a portion of the vitality pills and power stones that the others should have.
However, Old Master Tong had been very busy this month. There were many guests coming and going all day long. Most of the guests were absent-minded when they entered the door and left quickly. It was obvious that Old Master Tong had mentioned it before.
Similar to Qin Huai, he had a feud with the Broken Axe Gang, or more accurately, a person who had a one-sided grudge.
During this period of time, there were also many figures in front of Tong Treasure Shop. Every time Qin Huai went out to buy seasonal fruits or herbs, he would sense the blatant gazes around him. They were all dressed in deep red robes with black water droplets around their chests. That was the symbol of the Blood Poison Gang.
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The burning sensation filled the depths of Qin Huai’s arms. A bit of the broken axe’s power was swallowed by the divine power book of a thousand creations. In the end, it spat out an ancient azure illusion pattern and carved it on the skull.
“I’m getting more and more skilled.” Qin Huai opened his eyes. He was currently using this technique and could no longer feel the strain. “Now that I’ve mastered the divine power book of a thousand creations, the trivial cultivation techniques I pick up from killing people in the future will be useful. Even if I can’t enter Qingzhou City for the time being, or reach Wuji Mountain or the other sects, breaking through isn’t a big problem for me.”
Bang!
Suddenly, the door of Tong Treasure Shop was kicked open, and a group of martial artists dressed in the red robes of the Blood Poison Gang walked in fiercely.
“What are you doing?!” Tong Shou’s voice sounded from outside the door.
Qin Huai had just walked out when he saw two sides confronting each other. The atmosphere was tense. However, the Blood Poison Gang’s combat strength was far inferior to Tong Treasure Shop’s. The former were all bone pattern realm experts, and it was obvious this trip was clearly prepared.
“Milords, may I know why you have come to visit my Tong Treasure Shop?” Old Master Tong, who had a fiery temper, was also patient at this moment as he chatted with the people from the Blood Poison Gang. He knew that if he wasn’t careful, the shop that he had painstakingly built for four generations could be destroyed.
“Hehe. Old man, you’re pretending you don’t know,” the leader of the group of Blood Poison Gang, Yang Erbao, sneered. “What are you trying to do by forming cliques and entangling so many people in private? Do you think the Blood Poison Gang is blind?!”
Old Master Tong’s face turned red. “Well… We’re just protecting ourselves. Your Blood Poison Gang is big. We were forced to do so.”
Yang Erbao sneered. “Self-preservation? My Blood Poison Gang wants to kill you, and you still dare to protect yourself?! Obediently stretch your neck over and chop it off for us! You can also avoid suffering from physical pain.”
Yang Erbao’s words were very domineering. Obviously, the Blood Poison Gang, one of the four big gangs in the outer city, was used to being rude.
Yang Erbao clapped his hands. “Old man, you don’t have to wait anymore. Most of your allies are dead.”
At that moment, a few people immediately threw in green and purple heads. Their eyes were wide with anger, and they died a miserable death.
“You…” Old Master Tong pointed at Yang Erbao, his entire body trembling with anger.
After all, he was not a gang member. In these aspects, he was far from the Blood Poison Gang. In fact, what he did seemed a little clumsy. His face suddenly turned red.
“Father. We… It seems we’re poisoned,” Tong Shou suddenly realized that something was wrong. His son, Tong Maosheng, had already fainted on the ground.
“Sirs, I beg you! Forget about killing me! Let this child live! The child is innocent!” Tong Shou felt powerless as he looked at the dozen or so bone pattern realm experts in front of him. He began to cry.
Suddenly, Yang Erbao glanced sideways at Qin Huai, who was walking over to Tong Shou’s side with a calm expression. He frowned. “How can you be fine?”
“Uncle Tong, distribute these pills to everyone,” Qin Huai took out a pill bottle and handed it over. Then, he raised his head and looked at Yang Erbao and the others. “A mere poison dares to show off in front of me?”