Crash, Qin Shou rolled several times on the ground before sitting up, and in the process, he chewed and swallowed the osmanthus flowers and leaves he had bitten off during the fall. Only then did he complain, "This damn magic, the success rate is too low, isn't it? Why is it so hard to nab something? I refuse to believe that in my lifetime, I can't strip it bare!"
So, Qin Shou shook his feet and went back again.
A few minutes later, he flew back, tumbling on the ground once more.
At the same time, laughter echoed from within the woods. Wu Gang chuckled heartily, "Rabbit, no matter how many times you come, the result will be the same! If you want to play, I'll play with you. Not going to lie, the kicking feels quite good!"
"I refuse to believe this, continuing!" Qin Shou roared, and once again he chanted, "Steal the Heavens, steal the Earth, steal your underwear…" and charged forward.
A few minutes later, Qin Shou flew back again.
Wu Gang roared with laughter, "Don't chicken out, Rabbit, keep it up!"
Enraged, Qin Shou let out loud shouts, his stubborn temper flaring up. He then bellowed, "Here I come again!"
Thus, Qin Shou spent the day coming and going, flying back and forth.
Wu Gang kicked and laughed heartily, while Qin Shou shouted in anger.
As it was getting dark, Wu Gang called out, "Stop! Rabbit, it's almost night, are you sure you still want to come?"
Qin Shou looked at the sky, which indeed was getting dark. However, his eyes soon turned ferocious, "One last try, we continue tomorrow! Here I come!"
Having said that, Qin Shou dashed forward at full speed.
Seeing this, Wu Gang shook his head, "Stubborn kid, fly then!"
Just as Wu Gang was about to touch Qin Shou, Qin Shou didn't hold much hope, but suddenly his mind was filled with something!
That feeling was so familiar; Qin Shou knew he had stolen it!
Almost simultaneously, his entire body soared into the air like a football...
He glanced at the item in his mind, and immediately burst into laughter.
Wu Gang, watching the Rabbit fly away laughing, shook his head, "That silly Rabbit, has he gone mad?"
Then, Wu Gang snapped back to his senses, checking his entire body. His pants were there, so were his shoes and his clothes... Phew... Wu Gang breathed a sigh of relief and continued chopping the osmanthus tree.
Crash, after two rolls, Qin Shou sat up, swallowed the leaves and petals in his mouth, and then closed his eyes, feeling the item in his mind. It was a book!
On the book were the clear, bold characters of "Eight-Nine Empyrean Art, Volume One"!
"'Eight-Nine Empyrean Art', haha... I've struck it rich!" Qin Shou couldn't help laughing wildly.
After the outburst, Qin Shou immediately calmed down. That's just the way he was: although usually witty and mischievous, he would quickly become level-headed when faced with a situation, analyzing pros and cons as well as cause and effect.
"I wonder if Wu Gang will notice the theft of his Cultivation Technique. If he discovers it and chases after me, wouldn't that be troublesome?" With this thought, Qin Shou hastily found a remote place to hide, only breathing a sigh of relief when he was sure Wu Gang hadn't followed him.
Qin Shou muttered, "Wu Gang, oh Wu Gang, although you've given me a hard time, you've also extended my life. If I ever achieve something in the future, I will surely repay you double."
With that, Qin Shou began to carefully read the Cultivation Technique in his mind. He didn't know if this technique was the same as the one used by Immortal Master Erlang that he remembered. But the book started off by saying, once perfected, this cultivation would make one impervious to blades and immune to fire and water, could sanctify the body, and freely transform anything in the world.
This was somewhat similar to the Cultivation Technique Qin Shou remembered. However, this was only half of the text; the section on transformations was entirely missing, but the parts detailing the physical body's cultivation were quite complete.
This "Eight-Nine Profound Art" is broad and profound, divided into twelve levels in total. Cultivated to the top level, one becomes impervious to blades and fire, and even immortals can't break through their defenses. Just like Immortal Master Erlang himself, incredibly awesome and powerful, reaching the peak of life.
Even if one doesn't cultivate to the twelfth level, ordinary people who cultivate to the ninth level can ascend in broad daylight and withstand the divine thunder to become an earth-roaming immortal.
Moreover, the most mysterious aspect of this cultivation technique is that the stronger the innate physical body, the more powerful the enhancement effect! Moreover, the enhancement effect of this technique is not a fixed increase of 1 for the first level, 2 for the second, 3 for the third, but an exponential growth! The further one cultivates, the more terrifying the enhancement effect! Thus, although one becomes immortal at the ninth level, cultivating to the twelfth level is equally terrifying and awe-inspiring.
Especially considering the vast difference in the base strength of the physical body when cultivating this magic.
Some people can become immortals by cultivating to the sixth level— it is said that when Immortal Master Erlang first came down the mountain, he had only cultivated to the eighth level, yet he was able to sweep through his peers and rival the elder generation of immortals.
Seeing this, Qin Shou was so happy he almost jumped up. This was a cultivation technique that pointed directly to becoming an immortal, how could he not be thrilled!
But what truly made Qin Shou elated was not this, but...
As soon as he started with this "Eight-Nine Profound Art," he unexpectedly didn't start at the beginning, but directly cultivated to the third level!
He didn't need to fumble from the start; all the cultivation experience and skills were all in his mind! Completely comprehensive!
Which meant that Qin Shou didn't have to worry about not having enough Yuan Qi in his body for cultivation anymore, he was almost at max level in an instant.
How could he not be delighted? How could he not be excited?
Qin Shou carefully checked his entire body. The muscles, bones, skin, and even his organs had been fiercely enhanced. As for how much they were enhanced, Qin Shou didn't have a concept, but they were enhanced for sure.
To confirm that he had indeed become stronger, Qin Shou found an osmanthus tree and gently slapped it with his paw...
Crack...
The entire tree was uprooted and fell to the ground!
Seeing this, Qin Shou burst into wild laughter, "Haha... I've finally become incredibly awesome! Who dares to challenge me now? Haha..."
Qin Shou laughed proudly, but soon, he started crying...
Because he realized that even though his physical body had been strengthened without using his Yuan Qi, the energy he expended in every action had greatly increased! Especially with that one palm strike just now, he had used up a large chunk of his Yuan Qi!
The Yuan Qi inside his body which could have lasted him for a month or so, he estimated... might now last only three to five days! Or even less!
Which meant that although he had become stronger, he was also much closer to the end point of starving to death.
Thinking of this, Qin Shou's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he silently thanked his lucky stars that Wu Gang had been slacking off and only cultivated three levels of the "Eight-Nine Profound Art." If it had been to the twelfth level, Qin Shou would have died from that one palm strike...
Qin Shou felt like crying, "Is this what they mean by being strong for only three seconds? This is too much of a rip-off..."
No matter how much he cried, the grim issue lay before him, and Qin Shou had to think of a way to solve it.
Go back to Wu Gang?
Honestly, Qin Shou had never really considered stripping Wu Gang bare, as one should leave a way out for others, and to save his own life, he couldn't drive someone else to their death.
Moreover, if he really did that, Wu Gang would probably go crazy, and then Qin Shou wouldn't benefit from it either...
Qin Shou was pulling at his ears, worrying...
At this very moment, Wu Gang was also bewildered, looking up at the King of Osmanthus Tree with knitted brows, muttering, "This is so strange, I just casually practiced the 'Eight-Nine Profound Art' a bit, and now I can't remember it at all? Also, it seems like my physical body has weakened a little..."