Battling Records of the Chosen One

25. A Burial Ground

Bang!

A china teacup was smashed to the ground and broke into pieces with debris flying.

Lu Ting gnashed with a somber face, "Qian Qi, why the hell did you stop me? Together, we could have killed that little thing just like taking candy from a baby!"

Qian Qi frowned and said, "You really believe that Shiao Tianren and the rest of the villagers would stand by and let us kill him?"

Lu Ting replied with a cold hum, "Those villagers are just ordinary people who know nothing about cultivation. It won't make any difference even if they help Lin Xun. I can defeat them all with just one hand."

Qian Qi got angry. What an idiot! If they now went against the whole village, who'd be willing to plant spiritual grains for them?

Sick of explaining, Qian Qi directly said, "Did you forget what I told you last time? The little thing Lin Xun will go to Pock Sun's spiritual land to kill the pests a few days later. It's about 10 kilometers away from the village. We can kill him there!"

Lu Ting was in a bit daze. Still unreconciled in heart, he responded fiercely, "Good! Then I'll wait for a few more days!"

Qian Qi said with a greedy smile, "When the little thing is killed, all treasures in the snow-spot leopard and one-horned lizard will be ours!"

Lu Ting was thrilled! With a hideous look on his face, he thought in heart, "Little thing! Enjoy your last days in this world!"

For many days in a row, Lin Xun spent all his time cultivating apart from helping villagers wipe out the pests in their spiritual lands.

He studied the Meditation Magic, perceived the profoundness of Spirit-concentrating Manual and practiced Marching Boxing as well as Six-word Saberplay. Not a second was wasted.

The flesh and blood of the leopard and the one-horned lizard Lin Xun hunted last time had been divided up quite a bit, but the rest was enough for him to eat for more than ten days.

The good thing was Lin Xun's cultivating speed was much faster with the help of the beasts' flesh and blood. Yesterday, he even got a chance to break through to the third level of Martial Realm, but he restrained at the last moment.

Now he got four spirit swirls in his four acupoints of cardiac vessel, which seemed to have lessened the spirit power he refined, but, in reality, such changes had improved the quality of his spirit power by four degrees, making it purer, thicker and solider than ever.

Lin Xun had no intention to advance to the next level until he refined all his spirit power to the fullest extent. And the reason was quite simple, for a more sustainable and longer journey in cultivation.

The solider the foundation was, the smoother the road would be in the future. This had been an everlasting truth since ancient times!

However, those who could really follow this truth were not many as not everyone had the opportunity to refine his spirit power with four spirit swirls just like Lin Xun did.

For a common practitioner, his foundation of cultivation was predetermined and unchangeable no matter how hard he tried.

In the morning, Lin Xun woke up from his meditation. His breaths were sharp like an arrow, long and concise, and the abundant spirit energy flowed throughout his body vibrantly.

"I will break through to the next level within one or two days!"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xun inhaled like a whale swallowing water, turning the air nearby into a torrent rushing towards his mouth and flooding to his limbs and bones. Then he exhaled a turbid qi from his nose.