Global Cultivation Era: I Have Hundred Times Rewards - Chapter 22
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Chapter 22: Don’t Steal a Person’s Head, Turn the Spirit Qi into a Horse
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Mu Feifan was dumbstruck.
He had not expected to cause so much damage.
“I just didn’t want to let Junior Sister Wang go again…” Mu Feifan said with a bitter smile.
From the looks of it now, even a flying insect would not have been able to escape, let alone Junior Sister Wang.
Everything within a radius of more than ten meters had been scorched to the ground, emitting green smoke.
It was only because Mu Feifan’s spiritual energy was deep that he had been able to withstand the consumption of so many Flame Blast Technique spells.
If it had been any other ordinary cultivator, they would have long been drained dry.
Snap!
Only then did Mu Feifan throw the Wind Travel Grass into his storage bag.
“Little grass, oh little grass, to celebrate you joining my storage bag, I’ve set off a grand fireworks display,” Mu Feifan said.
Wind Travel Grass: “…”
‘Yeah, right. I don’t believe you. You’re a bad man.’
Mu Feifan was still patrolling the battlefield to see if he could retrieve the storage bags of those two people.
However, everything had been blasted to ashes.
“It’s already turned to ashes. I reckon there was nothing valuable in the storage bags anyway,” he consoled himself.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps could be heard from afar.
From the sound of it, it seemed that quite a number of people had come.
“I heard Junior Sister Wang shouting just now!”
“It’s right in front!”
The people who had come were the cultivators from the Great Sun Sect.
Each of them was at least at the fourth level of the Qi Refinement Stage, and there were more than twenty of them.
However, when they saw the horrifying disaster scene, they were all extremely astonished.
Someone pointed at the ground and said to Mu Feifan, “Did you do all of this?”
“No, I was just passing by,” Mu Feifan replied.
Another person immediately shouted, “Senior Brother Liu, he’s releasing smoke. Senior Brother Sun and Junior Sister Wang must have been blasted to death by him!”
“Kill this kid!”
“Avenge the two of them!”
Mu Feifan was speechless. Were all the people in this alternate world so bloodthirsty?
Were they so ready to fight at the drop of a hat?
However, this was also good a thing. At the very least, it would make him feel less guilty.
Mu Feifan smiled, opened his palm, and made a throwing gesture.
Hiss!
The more than twenty people in front of him collectively shrunk their necks, wanting to retreat.
They had seen the degree of destruction on the ground and had already labeled Mu Feifan as extremely dangerous.
God only knew what tricks this kid had up his sleeves.
“It was just a feint,” Mu Feifan said.
“F*ck, this kid is playing us!”
“Charge forward and cut him into a thousand pieces!”
“Let’s go, brothers!”
The group of people shouted in an imposing manner, but no one attacked first.
A scorching aura began to gather in Mu Feifan’s palm. He smiled and said, “This time, it will be real.”
The group of more than twenty people immediately looked as if they were facing a great enemy. Their leg muscles tensed up as they prepared to retreat at any moment.
Mu Feifan had originally thought that a blazing fireball would shoot out from his hand. Unexpectedly, with a sizzling sound, a puff of white smoke appeared instead.
D*mn it!
His spiritual energy had been exhausted!
Mu Feifan’s expression changed drastically.
He raised his head and saw that the expressions of the people in front of him had all changed.
All of them started harboring malicious intentions.
“Kill him, brothers!” The dignified Senior Brother Wang pulled out a long saber and was the first to rush over.
“Beat, kill him!”
“Old Wang, don’t fight with me for the head!”
..
Mu Feifan ran away.
The sounds of killing behind him shook the sky as they pursued him relentlessly.
“D*mn it!”
“I should have not been so intense when killing the Junior Sister Wang and left some spiritual energy behind.”
Mu Feifan took out a porcelain bottle of the Energy Gathering Pill as he ran. Not able to care about anything else, he stuffed it into his mouth.
Instantly, a surge of spiritual energy exploded in his mouth.
“This won’t do. I have to circulate my cultivation technique to absorb it.”
But right now, he did not have the time to circulate his cultivation technique.
Mu Feifan’s breath started to refresh him with its compelling spiritual energy!
As he ran, he secretly circulated the Primal Chaos Technique.
Under the guidance of the cultivation technique, the violent spiritual energy began to slowly flow through his meridians.
Mu Feifan suddenly realized that running was the same as cultivation. All he had to do was to adjust his breathing and carry out rhythmic movements.
“Run with style, run with level!”
“Straighten your spine and go for glory!”
“There’s no best, only better!”
“Third grade class two, climb with all your might!”
He shouted out the slogan of his class’s morning run, and his legs moved more steadily with the slogan.
“That kid is really f*cking weird. Why is he running faster and faster?” Senior Brother Wang was so tired that he was panting.
“How would I know? I feel like even a month of our training on this island can’t compare to how we are running now.”
“Brothers, we’re Immortal Cultivators. Can’t we have a bit of style? Running like this is too much of a drag.”
“Then, how do you propose that we have style?”
“At the very least, we can have the aura of a spiritual essence horse, the aura of ten thousand galloping horses.”
“I’ll go back and look for a spiritual horse transformation spell!”
At this moment, Mu Feifan was in a wonderful mood.
“Oh my god, I actually had an epiphany!”
“Now I know that running can also be used to cultivate!”
“I created my own running cultivation method!”
He could feel the spiritual energy in his field of elixir gradually filling up, and the more he ran, the stronger he became.
Mu Feifan suddenly turned around and smiled at the twenty-plus people behind him.
“That kid even dares to smile. He’s really asking for a beating!” Senior Brother Wang said angrily.
Suddenly, he saw a fireball the size of a washbasin smashing its way towards him.
His first reaction was that this fireball was really big. It looked as big as a faceplate.
Boom!
The fireball exploded and a wave of air swept over.
Senior Brother Wang had passed away.
“Old Wang!” The senior brothers felt a wave of grief.
A scorching aura descended from the sky.
They raised their heads, and their faces were lit up by the fireballs that filled the sky. They looked like holy angels who were welcoming heaven.
“Ah!”
“No!”
“Dodge!”
Their screams rose and fell, and the explosions were deafening. They interweaved and played a beautiful music score.
A mushroom cloud slowly rose in the sky.
Their surroundings filled with smoke and even the sky was tainted.
One of the disciples of the Great Sun Sect was bleeding from all seven orifices from the explosion.
He struggled to get up, but then he saw Mu Feifan walking over on the scorched earth, surrounded by stray flames around his feet.
“A demon, he’s simply a demon.” The disciple said in a trembling voice.
He could not understand how Mu Feifan, a fourth-level Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator, could create a series of large fireballs?
Didn’t everyone learn the same Fireball Technique?
Could it be that his spell had mutated?
Mu Feifan walked up to him, raised his battle-ax, and said coldly, “You forced me to do this.”
“Have mercy!”
Bang!
He raised his ax and swung it down.
The world was at peace.
More than half of the twenty disciples nearby had been killed by the explosion, and many of them were lying on the ground moaning.
Mu Feifan was about to finish them off one by one.
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the horizon.
“How dare you kill a disciple of the Great Sun Sect!
“I will take your life today!”
Mu Feifan raised his head and saw a middle-aged man in a brocade robe floating in the sky with an extraordinary bearing.
‘Flying…in the sky?
‘Is he a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator?’
The other disciples immediately became excited.
“Haha, you’re finished. Our Sect Master will come and kill you personally!”
“Sect Master, please kill this murderer!”
“Avenge the death of our senior and junior brothers!”