Chapter 11 Looting

Thick blood mist sprayed straight into the sky!

Tangled long hair wrapped around a hideous head, tumbling and dancing in the air!

An Qisheng’s punch had erupted with too much force. Kong San’s neck and spine snapped almost instantly, the immense power not even having spread throughout his entire body.

Thus, the head flew off!

*Boom!*

A satisfying burst of power.

An Qisheng's fist imprint suddenly opened, his knuckles cracking as his five fingers drooped, grabbing the corpse’s shoulder.

With a turn of his foot, he retreated with a whoosh.

He's dead?!

Ming Tang, who had been chasing wildly, was shaken. In his sight, the tumbling head flew twenty or thirty zhang away, rolling 'glug glug' to his feet.

"You…"

Ming Tang stopped and looked up.

He saw a figure carrying Kong San’s mangled corpse disappear into the rolling snow waves and raging qi currents.

His speed was as fast as, if not faster than, Kong San's full-force burst from before!

He glanced at Kong San’s head on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices and staring wide-eyed in death. Ming Tang hesitated for a moment, then decided not to pursue.

The newcomer had killed Kong San and immediately fled, clearly not wanting to meet him. It would be awkward for him to chase after him.

After all, although this person had killed Kong San, he was not a fugitive, and he had no reason to chase him.

More importantly, the newcomer had killed Kong San in two moves, so his strength should not be underestimated...

*Whoosh whoosh~~~*

In the desolate snowy wilderness, An Qisheng's figure surged like a dragon, rising and falling to cut across the long snow field with great speed.

"Hmm? He didn't chase after me, which saves me some trouble…"

An Qisheng thought to himself.

This constable from the Six Doors was able to force Kong San, who was about to complete his blood exchange, to flee in disarray. He was probably a figure who had condensed the Seed of True Qi. If he really chased after him, it would be a troublesome matter.

After all, he was a constable from the Six Doors, backed by the imperial court. If he really killed him, he would have to endure the same series of chases that Kong San had suffered in the original timeline.

However, although Ming Tang did not chase after him, he did not slow down. His body rose and fell, surging forward until he reached the place where the bandits had ambushed him earlier, before stopping.

Beside the road in the mountain forest were more than a dozen tall horses, with black armor, long sabers, and other sundries hanging on their backs.

*Thump~*

He threw the corpse onto the snow.

Only then did An Qisheng leisurely tidy up his spoils.

A tattered black robe, a few taels of silver, and two bottles of healing medicine he carried close to his body - he was even poorer than this group of bandits.

"As expected of an abandoned disciple."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, but he was not disappointed.

He took the corpse away for the sake of the fortuitous encounter that Kong San had obtained, not for money.

He scanned the corpse, turning it over and over, even taking off his boots, but found nothing.

It wasn't until he tore open his clothes that he found something unusual on his chest.

*Shred~*

With a tear, he tore off a thin layer of skin that was almost the same color as Kong San's skin.

Then, a ruby-like red bead fell out.

"This is the bead?"

With a flip of his wrist, he picked up the bead.

An Qisheng took a look, but did not immediately examine it. With a shake of his foot, the flying snow covered the corpse.

After that, he led the dozen or so tall horses towards Nanliang City.

The Jiu Fu Realm had a vast world, and the regions between countries were vast and transportation was inconvenient. Apart from riding exotic beasts, horses and legs were the most common means of transportation.

Although these horses were not as good as those top-notch sweat-blood horses, jiao horses, or dragon horses, they could be considered good horses among ordinary horses.

One horse was enough to exchange for two or three women or more than a dozen children, so he naturally wouldn't leave them here.

That would be too wasteful.

Outside Nanliang City, several guarding soldiers were surprised:

"Old Daoist, what did you go out of the city for? Where did you get these horses?"

"Oh, a few friends specially sent them to me."

An Qisheng nodded.

More than a dozen horses were enough to buy a large house in Nanliang City, marry a wife, and the remaining money would be enough to live an ordinary life.

This was a huge fortune.

Your friend sent you so many horses, and equipped with sabers and armor?

I'll believe you if I'm a ghost.

This old rascal is very bad.

Several soldiers slandered in their hearts, but squeezed out smiles on their faces:

"Then your friend is really good."

Although they were suspicious.

But they hadn't forgotten the seven or eight corpses of bandits that the old Daoist priest had carried out of his house a few days ago and hung outside the city gate for several days.

They didn't dare to extort him, nor did they dare to say anything indiscriminately.

"Yes, pretty good friends. In a few days, I'm going to visit them too."

An Qisheng smiled and led the horses into the city.

However, selling the horses then became a problem.

A horse's food and care were essential, and it was even more difficult than raising a child. Ordinary people couldn't afford to buy one, let alone raise one.

And most of the families in Nanliang City who could afford to raise horses already had horses, so who would buy horses for no reason?

Therefore, An Qisheng could only throw these horses to the horse dealers.

Fortunately, Nanliang City was small, and news spread quickly. Almost everyone knew about his killing of the bandits, so the horse dealers didn't dare to cheat him and gave him a reasonable price.

By the time he had dealt with the remaining sabers and armor and returned home, it was completely dark.

Without disturbing the two sleeping little ones, An Qisheng went straight back to his room and closed the door.

"This bead is Kong San's fortuitous encounter?"

Under the dim candlelight, An Qisheng carefully examined the red bead.

An unknown ordinary disciple of the Extreme God Sect actually roamed the world for twenty years after obtaining this bead, becoming a top powerhouse.

He was naturally very interested in such a fortuitous encounter.

This bead was only the size of a little finger, crystal clear, and emitted a shimmering red light under the dim candlelight.

Looking closely, with An Qisheng's eyesight, he could even see the tiny, almost invisible patterns like writing on the bead.

The writing on it was extremely small. He couldn't see it clearly without looking closely. Who could engrave these words on such a small bead?

"This seems to be engraved with a cultivation method…"

An Qisheng's eyes flickered.

His vision expanded, and in his eyes, the tiny, almost invisible words were reflected in his eyes:

"Heavenly One Spirit-Seizing Scripture…"

Engraved on this bead was a cultivation method called the 'Heavenly One Spirit-Seizing Scripture'.

It advocated taking from others' deficiencies to supplement one's own abundance.

Once the cultivation method was completed, one could absorb the internal force of others to fill one's own body and accelerate one's own cultivation.

Once the Qi channels were condensed, it would not even be limited to the physical body. One could absorb the essence and internal force of others from a distance, and even seize the spiritual energy from all objects in the world containing spiritual energy.

Moreover, after reaching great accomplishment, one could conversely infuse deep internal force into anyone, creating one powerhouse after another.

And after condensing the divine meridians, one could even be reborn in those powerhouses one had created after one's own death!

It could accelerate cultivation, overcome enemies, transmit skills to create subordinates, and ensure one's life was unimaginably powerful.

This was definitely a top-notch, domineering, and evil cultivation method!

"This cultivation method…"

An Qisheng's eyes flickered, and he felt a little lucky in his heart.

If Kong San had cultivated the divine meridians, the difficulty of killing him would have been unimaginable.

Then, a question arose in his mind:

"With this cultivation method, could the Heaven-Slaying Sword Master really kill Kong San…"

In the prediction of the Dao Yi Diagram, Kong San would die under the Extreme Demon Heaven-Slaying Sword in twenty years.

So, either this cultivation method was not that powerful, or the power of the Heavenly Human Divine Weapon was beyond his imagination at this time.

Vaguely, he felt that it was the latter.

In an instant, he put down other thoughts and picked up the red bead.

This bead was called the 'Heavenly One Bead', and it was a rare treasure.

The cultivation of the Heavenly One Spirit-Seizing Scripture was extremely difficult, and there would also be hidden dangers of internal force backlash in the future. However, if one had this bead, one could greatly purify one's internal force.

Using this bead as an aid to cultivate the Heavenly One Spirit-Seizing Scripture, the absorbed internal force would not only be pure, but also surpass the purity of those of the same rank.

And the impure internal force that was separated out would not be wasted, but would be transformed into resources for the physical body, which in turn would enhance one's own physical strength.

One could even store one's own internal force within this 'Heavenly One Bead', which would not only continue to purify the internal force, but also allow one to instantly replenish it when the internal force was exhausted!

Imagine, during a decisive battle, when both sides were wounded and exhausted, one person's internal force was completely exhausted, while the other person's internal force was completely restored. What a huge advantage would that be?

An Qisheng suppressed his thoughts of cultivating this evil skill and got up to boil a pot of water.

He threw the bead into boiling water and boiled it for an hour, before picking it up again.

At this time, the bead had lost all its light and was completely colorless and transparent, having washed away all the other internal forces within it.

"Whether or not to practice the Heavenly One Spirit-Seizing Scripture, I must first see if there is anything wrong with this bead…"

An Qisheng sat cross-legged on the bed, his heart calmed down.

This cultivation method was so evil that he would naturally not be careless enough to completely trust it. Whether to practice it, and whether to use this bead, would all have to be slowly tried.

*Whoosh~*

His eyelids drooped, and An Qisheng entered a dream in a second, conducting various attempts with the bead in his dream.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and confirmed that there were no problems with the bead.

Only then did he open his mouth and swallow the bead.

Although Kong San was close to completing his blood exchange, his control over his physical body was far from comparable to his.

He needed to place it close to his body, but he could swallow it directly.

Placing it in his abdomen would be much more effective than hiding it close to his body.

*Glug~*

Like a large stone falling into a deep well.

With his intestines and stomach spontaneously opening, the Heavenly One Bead fell directly into the depths of his abdomen.

At the same time, with a thought from An Qisheng, the internal force constantly flowing within his body gathered towards his abdomen as if guided.

Strands of internal qi flowed over, and like swallows returning to the forest, they directly submerged into the Heavenly One Bead.

*Whoosh whoosh~*

An Qisheng's breathing was smooth and orderly, guiding the flow of internal force.

What determined the speed of internal force cultivation was the mind and spirit. With a strong spirit, internal force would naturally cultivate faster.

He concentrated and felt it.

About a hundred strands of internal force would be extracted to purify a strand of more pure internal force.

In the Heavenly One Spirit-Seizing Scripture, this process was called one rotation.

After that, a hundred strands of purified one-rotation internal force would be purified again, before it could become a strand of two-rotation internal force, and so on, until after nine rotations.

The internal force of a person with the Heavenly One Bead would be pure to an unimaginable degree!

"Perhaps, this Spirit-Seizing Scripture was created for this bead…"