Chapter 77 – Hone skills


Inside the wooden house.

Chen Mobai swung the bowl in his hand, and the clear water spilled out immediately. Then he exhaled, and a stream of air generated a faint white light as it left his mouth.

“Crack!”

The sound of freezing water echoed in his ears. Chen Mobai looked at the frozen water droplets in front of him, enduring the swelling pain in his throat. He reached out his hand and caught the ice flower that he had painstakingly cultivated.

The icy touch made his palm turn red, but his mood was unprecedentedly joyful.

After a full seven days, he finally mastered the “Cold Ice Technique”.

In fact, he had succeeded once three days ago. However, it was only now that he could achieve a hundred percent success and completely grasp the delicate moment of whether the “Cold Ice Breath” would form or not.

He crushed the ice flower in his hand and then laughed happily.

Never before had he felt such a sense of accomplishment from mastering the “Cold Ice Technique”.

After laughing, fatigue surged up. It was due to his excessive use of divine consciousness in the past few days, constantly focusing on the refining process of the Cold Ice Breath in the Twelvefold Tower.

Chen Mobai didn’t force himself to stay alert anymore. He finished the last bottle of pear syrup on the table and went to sleep on the wooden bed.

When he woke up, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

However, after a thorough rest, Chen Mobai felt better than ever before, not only in terms of his divine consciousness, but also in his cultivation of the seventh level of Qi Refining.

He reached under his pillow and took out his backpack. Opening it, he saw that the 25 spirit stones inside were shining brightly, making him smile.

In the seven days of practicing the Cold Ice Technique, Chen Mobai had also sold most of the low to mid-level talismans he had obtained from the native star. He exchanged all the gold he received at the silver shop of the Godwood Sect on Qingguang Island for these spirit stones.

In addition to these 25 spirit stones, there were also thirty low to mid-level talismans that he had left for himself in the backpack. After all, he was about to leave Qingguang Island to find demonic beasts to hone his combat skills. It would be too extravagant to use a top-grade talisman as soon as he started fighting.

After checking his equipment again, Chen Mobai sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated throughout the night until dawn. He got up, left his wooden house, and came to the pier.

Since it was his first time fighting demonic beasts, he didn’t have much experience, so he wisely joined a group.

While selling talismans, he had been inquiring about the situation on Qingguang Island. He discovered that the Godwood Sect actually had missions for new disciples to adapt to in the Dream Swamp. In order to maximize their benefits, the senior disciples of the sect who took on these missions would also form groups with some new wandering cultivators while guiding the new disciples.

Chen Mobai had always been cautious. After receiving this information, he specifically compared several senior disciples of the Godwood Sect who specialized in these missions, and finally chose someone with a moderate reputation.

“Senior Brother Qihou, I’m late.”

Chen Mobai thought he had arrived early, but he didn’t expect the disciple of the Godwood Sect to arrive even earlier.

“Mm, not late.”

Qihou was a man of few words. He was tall and thin, but his eyes were sharp. He stood on a spiritual boat wearing a dark long robe.

This was also a magical tool. It could travel a hundred miles with one spirit stone and was not slow. For Qi Refining cultivators, it could save spiritual power while traveling.

In addition to Chen Mobai, there was also a delicate young man wearing the uniform of the Godwood Sect on the spiritual boat. He was looking down at a scroll, presumably the new disciple that Qihou was going to bring this time.

After greeting Qihou and paying the two spirit stones, Chen Mobai quickly handed them over. Then, Qihou pointed to a position on the left side of the spiritual boat and gave Chen Mobai a scroll that looked the same.

“This is the demonic beast we are going to hunt today, the Black Armored Turtle. This kind of demonic beast excels in defense, with few attacking methods. It is most suitable for you new wandering cultivators and disciples.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Mobai nodded in agreement and looked at the carefully prepared scroll.

After waiting for a while, two other wandering cultivators arrived. They seemed to be siblings and looked somewhat similar. The male cultivator was called Bajiang, and the female cultivator was called Baxing. After paying the spirit stones, the team was complete.

Qihou immediately activated the spiritual boat, and the water-based magical tool shot off like an arrow, leaving the pier of Qingguang Island with a “whoosh” sound.

“Please take care of us, two fellow cultivators.”

Bajiang was a seemingly honest young man. He and his sister Baxing came from a cultivation family in the Ba Kingdom and had some reputation there. At a young age, they had already reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, which was considered extraordinary talent.

They came out together this time to find an opportunity to break through to the later stage of Qi Refining and also to gain experience in the Dream Swamp, the sacred land of the Eastern Wasteland.

The delicate disciple of the Godwood Sect seemed uninterested and kept his head down, looking at the scroll without saying a word.

Chen Mobai immediately took over the conversation and exchanged a few polite words, not letting Bajiang feel embarrassed. However, he himself was not a talkative person, and Qihou, as the team leader, did not speak, so the spiritual boat became quiet all of a sudden.

In this way, they arrived at the island where the Black Armored Turtle was located.”There are seven in total. I’ll handle the two strongest ones. Xi, you can practice on one, and the remaining four can be dealt with by the three of you. I’ll step in if there’s any danger.”

Qi Hou put away the spirit boat, and the five of them landed on the shore. They saw two large turtles lying on the beach, their heads poking out, their crimson eyes coldly staring at them.

“The other five are in the water. Off you go.”

As Qi Hou spoke, he held a talisman in his hand. He infused it with spiritual power, and in an instant, two large fireballs appeared out of thin air, hurling towards the two large turtles.

The delicate disciple from the Shenmu Sect didn’t talk much, but he was quick to act. He slapped his waist bag, and a green wooden sword flew out, carrying a cold light as it slashed towards a black-armored turtle that had just poked its head out of the water.

Chen Mobai noticed that this young man surnamed Xi seemed to have a lower cultivation level than himself.

However, he soon focused all his attention on the four black-armored turtles that emerged from the water. Ba Jiang and Ba Xing cleverly each took on one, leaving Chen Mobai to face two alone.

He cursed inwardly, but Chen Mobai had come here with the intention of honing his combat skills, so he didn’t immediately call for Qi Hou’s help.

He first took out a stack of talismans, then activated his divine consciousness. The bottle cap of the black water in his sleeve opened, the water shield was activated, and the spiritual power in his dantian surged to the twelfth floor, eager to use the ice spell…

In the evening, after returning to Qingguang Island, Chen Mobai bid farewell to the group that had disembarked from the spirit boat.

The young man surnamed Xi still kept his head down, not even saying hello. He used a wooden artifact to tie up the bodies of the seven black-armored turtles and followed Qi Hou away. The spoils of the hunt belonged to the two of them, fulfilling a mission for the Shenmu Sect.

Qi Hou had made a good profit from this trip, earning a lot of contribution points for the Ling Shi Sect.

Ba Jiang wanted to invite Chen Mobai for a drink, seemingly wanting to make friends, but the latter was eager to find the next group of newcomers led by the Shenmu Sect and politely declined.

In the following ten days, Chen Mobai rested one day and followed the group the next.

Gradually, he went from being flustered and misusing talismans, and casting slow spells, to becoming more proficient.


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