Chapter 38: A Bountiful Harvest (Second Update)

  The moonlight was faintly cool, and it wasn't until Lan's aunt had fallen into a peaceful sleep with a relieved smile that Ye Chen slowly returned to his own room.

  He jumped onto the bed, ignoring the sweat on his body, sat cross-legged, clasped his hands together in a seal, and began to meditate.

  Actual combat is often the fastest way to improve one's strength. The originally empty Wind and Fire True Crystals now glowed with a faint light after being supplemented by true energy, Ye Chen breathed steadily, a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, and after this battle, the true energy in his body became even more condensed.

  After a while, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, still sitting cross-legged, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes. The wealth of 10 million might not be a significant amount to the Ye family, a large and influential clan. The true purpose of the Ye family was likely the air sword in his possession.

  If he were to obtain a few handles of Qi Wu Sword, the strength of the Ye family would surely surge. It was obvious that the Ye family would definitely ask about the source of their sword, and mock him with a smile. He lightly lifted the quilt and quickly patted the bed with both hands. On the right edge of the bed, there was a slight indentation, and the wooden board was slightly raised, revealing a hidden groove.

  Another handle of the air-machete was hidden in this recess, with a fiery gaze constantly wandering around the sword body. Suddenly, another slap, and the recess was covered by the wooden board again. He rubbed his forehead helplessly and muttered: "Little Fire, when are you going to modify my air-machete? Not having a handy weapon is really troublesome!"

  "Good grief, the person who forged this Qi Wu sword is a complete idiot! They actually managed to turn such good materials into this piece of junk!" Huo Qilin's slender figure slowly materialized, her gaze drifting towards the indentation on the bed, the disdain in her eyes leaving Ye Chen speechless.

  Trash sword, the Air Sword is actually called trash sword, people are really annoying to death. Ye Chen couldn't help but roll his eyes at Huo Qilin and smiled mischievously: "Little Fire, then get me a batch of trash swords!"

  "Get rid of that filthy thought, kid!" Huo Qilin said with a hint of disdain, then smiled and said: "Kid, do you want a top-notch air sword?"

  He couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, the Xiu Liu sword he had just sold was only a slightly better quality air sword. A greedy look flashed in Ye Chen's eyes as he nodded continuously, who wouldn't want good things? He asked eagerly: "Xiao Huo, can you improve the quality of this sword to that of an air sword?"

  Sword, called the lord of a hundred soldiers, is also a sharp killing tool. Ye Chen was an excellent swordsman in his past life, let alone this life!

  "If you can get some meteoric iron, I have a way to upgrade it for you!" Huo Qilin said slowly.

  "Fallen Fire Iron?" Ye Chen's eyebrows furrowed slightly, Fallen Fire Iron was indeed the best material for forging sword equipment, and it was usually priceless.

  Helplessly rubbing his forehead, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile wryly and sighed: "For hundreds of years, only one piece of fire meteorite has appeared in Luoxia City, and now I don't even know where that piece is. Alas, is there really no other way to upgrade this sword to a top-level Qi Wu sword?"

  Ye Chen still felt somewhat unresigned and continued to ask questions, while Huo Qilin shook his head in a rather helpless manner.

  A moment of speechlessness, then suddenly remembered the several martial arts books in his arms, and his eyes also became hot, he jumped up, and the martial arts books in his arms fell all over the bed with a rustling sound.

  The entire afternoon's effort was not in vain, and Ye Chen didn't know how many martial artists he had robbed throughout the afternoon. Every time, he would snatch away the martial skills from those martial artists' bodies, while the scattered gold coins around them were automatically ignored by Ye Chen. In total, he had snatched twelve martial skills this time.

  Arbitrarily classifying these martial skills by level, what made Ye Chen extremely disappointed was that apart from two of them being mid-level yellow-tier martial skills, the rest were all low-level yellow-tier martial skills. For Ye Chen at this time, the primary yellow-tier martial skills were almost useless, and he casually browsed through them before discarding them to the side.

  He glanced at the two yellow-grade intermediate martial skills and said in a low voice, "Kid, you're lucky! You actually got your hands on two yellow-grade intermediate martial skills!"

  The mid-grade martial skill of Huang Jie is also valuable in the market, and what Ye Chen lacks most now is a martial skill.

  "The wind breaks fingers, with fingers turning into swords, the sword energy is vast and mighty....." He casually picked up one of them, lightly reading the yellowed characters on the page, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. When Wind Breaking Fingers is cultivated to perfection, it can shatter space, Ye Chen was speechless, this was simply absurd talk, shattering space, if it had that kind of power, then Wind Breaking Fingers would not still be a mid-level martial skill in the Yellow Rank. However, the profundity of its cultivation made Ye Chen involuntarily immerse himself in it.

  "Could it be the Wind Breaking Finger?" The Fire Qilin's eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, its body slowly floating to Ye Chen's side. After a long while, it slowly spoke: "Young one, you must cultivate this Wind Breaking Finger, for it is a martial technique tailor-made for you!"

  "A martial art tailored for me?" Ye Chen was taken aback, and then involuntarily said: "It seems that the power of this Wind Breaking Finger is also quite ordinary!"

  "What's said about the shattered space might be a bit exaggerated!" Huo Qilin paused, saying: "If you cultivate it to perfection, I guarantee that this martial skill's power will not be weaker than an ordinary Xuanjie martial skill. However, ordinary people aren't so easily able to cultivate it to perfection!"

  Ordinary people find it hard to achieve great things, Ye Chen smiled faintly, then I'll achieve greatness!

  Put down the martial arts in his hand and pick up another one. The originally tightly locked eyebrows also spread out.

  "The Wind Shadow Body Technique, when executed to the extreme, will turn one's body into an elusive dark shadow." He slowly flipped through the entire martial arts manual, his hands trembling as he turned the pages. The Body Technique was already rare, and although it was only a mid-level Huang-stage technique, its value was in no way inferior to that of a high-level Huang-stage technique.

  Gazing intently at the two martial skills in his hand, Ye Chen's mouth curled up into a smile. If he had known that snatching could also snatch such good martial skills, he would have wanted to come several more times. He carefully put them away and casually swept the other martial skills on the bed aside, then jumped onto the bed and began to ponder over the two martial skills.

  "Little one, didn't you also get a martial skill book from the Luo Family Clan?" Huo Qilin floated slowly in mid-air, saying softly.

  Wu Ji, Ye Chen slightly stunned, then suddenly remembered something, took out a yellowed book page and that bottle containing the crystal bottle that also drove the nun crazy.

  As for the crystal bottle, Ye Chen directly ignored it and glanced at the sword dance manual, but there was not a single word recorded inside. Instead, it was filled with strange pictures, dense and messy, looking like a map from afar. He looked at Huo Qilin with a helpless expression, and Huo Qilin also fell silent for a moment, shaking his head and saying: "I don't know what this thing is either, but it looks like a map!"

  This Luo is either mentally ill or has some kind of perversion, what he collects is God knows what, the nun is also crazy, and then there's this hairy map.

  With a somewhat helpless expression, he put away the martial skill manual and slowly sorted out the "Breaking Wind Finger" technique in his mind, getting his memories in order. His true energy flowed slowly through his body.

  A gentle breeze of true energy slowly overflows from the fingertips, constantly swirling around them, a burst of thunderous sound echoing continuously around the surroundings.