Good People and Bad People, The First Steps in Mastering the Secret Technique [Please Sub

Chapter 87 Good People and Bad People, The First Steps in Mastering the Secret Technique [Please Subscribe]

In the world of independent cultivators, there are even fewer rules.

When they meet in the wilderness, the stronger rogue cultivator has absolute authority over the weaker one.

Those family cultivators and sect cultivators who commit murder to silence witnesses or bully the weak may have to worry about the impact on their family or sect's reputation if their actions are exposed.

However, barefoot independent cultivators don't need to worry about this at all.

At worst, they can just walk away and find another place to make a living.

Therefore, although Zhou Chun kept saying that he would give a reward afterward, the old man who was approached by him dared not have any such thoughts.

They could only hope that he would spare their lives after obtaining the treasures from the Golden Armored Pangolin's lair.

Zhou Chun had no intention of explaining anything further about this misunderstanding.

He is now the rogue cultivator Han Sanjue, so there's no need to explain this.

Just do what you want afterward.

Acting freely is what makes independent cultivators most carefree.

After leading the three to the entrance of the mine tunnel that he had blocked, Zhou Chun cleared the entrance again and had the Silver Lightning Python lead the way, taking the old man to the correct Golden Armored Pangolin's lair.

Rogue cultivators like the old man naturally wouldn't recognize a rare mid-level demonic beast like the Silver Lightning Python.

It just felt that Zhou Chun's strength was indeed unfathomable, as he had even tamed such a powerful-looking demonic python spirit pet.

"What is the relationship between the three of you? It seems like Daoist Jiang is quite protective of you."

While waiting for the old man to return, Zhou Chun, out of boredom, also inquired about the origins of the two young men, one tall and one short.

Having received instructions from the old man, the two young men dared not refuse to answer Zhou Chun's question.

Besides, it's not a secret that needs to be hidden.

So they quickly started a question-and-answer session with Zhou Chun, talking about the origins of the three of them.

It turned out that the relationship between the three was similar to Zhou Chun's guess; it was a master-disciple relationship without the title of master and disciple, but with the reality of master and disciple.

The old man's name was Jiang Buping. He was a seasoned veteran in the cultivation world and was now over seventy years old.

The tall young man was named Luo Dong. He was originally an ordinary swordsman, but after meeting Jiang Buping, he was discovered to have spiritual roots and began to cultivate under Jiang's tutelage.

The short, stout young man, Wu Youfu, was the son of one of Jiang Buping's former friends. Because his friend had died far away, Jiang Buping took him with him.

None of the three had high cultivation levels. Although Jiang Buping himself was over seventy years old, he was only at the eighth level of the Qi Refining stage.

Luo Dong was at the fourth level of the Qi Refining stage, while Wu Youfu was only at the third level.

It was precisely because Luo Dong and Wu Youfu were not highly skilled that Jiang Buping brought them to this abandoned mine to make a living.

After all, although this place isn't exactly peaceful, his cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi Refining is not low here. If the three of them travel together, their safety should generally not be a problem.

Unfortunately, they ran into Zhou Chun, a ruthless person, today. After weighing the differences between the two sides, Jiang Buping and his group could only obediently admit defeat.

Zhou Chun didn't know if what Luo Dong and Wu Youfu said was true. If it was true, then Jiang Buping, that old man, was a kind-hearted person and a rare good person.

After chatting with the two of them for about an hour, the old man Jiang Buping finally crawled out of the cave with his face covered in dust.

After climbing out of the cave, he didn't even bother to wipe the dust off his face and head. He immediately reached out with a big smile, took out the storage bag from his waist, and handed it to Zhou Chun, saying, "Fellow Daoist Han, I have successfully completed my mission and brought out all the treasures containing spiritual power from that demon's nest. Please take a look."

After speaking, he patted his pocket and took off his coat, leaving him in only a close-fitting short-sleeved shirt for Zhou Chun to inspect.

Judging from his practiced manner, it was clear that this wasn't the first time he had done something like this.

This is the kind of awareness a seasoned, independent cultivator should have!

Those family cultivators and sect cultivators may never know how miserable the lives of low-level rogue cultivators are.

Their understanding of the lower-level rogue cultivators is probably limited to hearsay about their homelessness, uncertainty about where they will go, and difficulty in ensuring their safety.

They might not be as extreme as "Why don't they eat meat porridge?", but they certainly have no idea how many tragic and humiliating things a truly low-level rogue cultivator would experience in their lifetime.

Fortunately, Zhou Chun was not an ordinary family or sect cultivator.

Although he had never witnessed the lives of rogue cultivators at the bottom of society, after spending so much time in the market, he had gained some understanding of it.

Furthermore, in his previous life, he had personally witnessed the impoverished lives of people at the bottom of those remote rural areas, which gave him a clear understanding of the lives of the rogue cultivators at the bottom of the cultivation world in this world.

So at this moment, although he was inwardly impressed by the old man Jiang Buping's "smartness," he showed no sign of it on his face.

He simply nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Fellow Daoist Jiang. Please sit down and have some water."

Then he raised his hand and emptied everything out of the storage bag.

A bunch of things fell to the ground with a "whoosh," forming a small pile.

They are mostly pale golden refined gold ore.

The golden-armored pangolin also eats some refined gold ore, but its main food is various underground ants, insects, rats, and other small animals.

Therefore, it digs up these refined gold ores and brings them back to its nest, not primarily for consumption, but to slowly absorb the golden spiritual energy contained within them to strengthen itself.

After examining the ore on the ground, Zhou Chun suddenly turned to Jiang Buping and asked, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, since you often make a living in this abandoned mine, you should know the value of refined gold ore. How many spirit coins do you think this refined gold ore is worth?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Buping immediately shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Han is wise. I can't say for sure, because even refined gold ore from the same vein can have varying amounts of refined gold."

"To know their true value in spirit coins, you'll have to take them to a shop for professional appraisal or have the refined gold extracted from them."

Upon hearing his words, Zhou Chun knew that he had some reservations.

So he waved his hand and said, "It's alright, just give me a rough estimate."

"this……"

Jiang Buping glanced at his expression, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "Based on my past experience, the refined gold ore produced by this mine is of good quality. If all of this refined gold ore is of acceptable quality, it should be worth two or three hundred spirit coins!"

"Two or three hundred spirit coins? That's enough to make a profit!"

Zhou Chun nodded slightly, immediately put all the ores into his storage bag, and then took out ten spirit coins and threw them to the old man Jiang Buping.

"I always keep my word. Consider these spirit coins as a reward for Fellow Daoist Jiang. Please do not refuse."

Ten spirit coins are not a lot.

But Jiang Buping never expected that Zhou Chun would actually give him a reward.

In his mind, he had already gained something by saving his own life and the lives of his two juniors.

Therefore, when he looked at the spirit coins on the ground in front of him, he was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until Zhou Chun turned and left with the Silver Lightning Python that he realized he wasn't seeing things.

He quickly bowed to Zhou Chun's retreating figure and said, "Fellow Daoist Han, please take care. This old man thanks you in advance!"

Zhou Chun simply waved his hand in response.

After Zhou Chun had walked away, Jiang Buping picked up the spirit coins from the ground one by one, then sighed to the two younger disciples beside him, "See? I told you long ago, there are still good people in the cultivation world who keep their word!"

Upon hearing this, the tall young man, Luo Dong, immediately sneered, "Hey, old man, do you even believe what you're saying?"

Then the short, stout young man, Wu Youfu, shook his head repeatedly and chimed in, "Exactly, exactly! Old man, you were worried they'd kill you to cover it up!"

When Jiang Buping was rebuked by these two younger men, he didn't get angry but laughed instead. He quickly showed a relieved expression and chuckled, "Hehehe, seeing you say that, this old man is relieved."

Then, in a serious tone, he warned the two juniors: "Remember this: in the cultivation world, good people never live long. Even if we don't become bad people, we must never become good people!"

Seeing his formal warning, the tall young man Luo Dong also replied solemnly, "Don't worry, old man. We've been by your side for years and have seen all sorts of deceit and treachery. We won't easily trust anyone else but you."

"That's right, we don't trust anyone except you, you old man, you're such a soft-hearted fool!"

The short, stout young man, Wu Youfu, nodded firmly, indicating that he understood.

"Good, good, good, I'm relieved to hear that!"

Jiang Buping nodded happily, his face full of joy.

Zhou Chun was unaware that after he left, the old man Jiang Buping used this incident to test and educate the two younger generation members.

Even if they knew, they would just smile faintly and not care.

He gave Jiang Buping spirit coins as a reward, not as a good deed, but simply because he didn't want to do anything bad.

As for how Jiang Buping views him, that's none of his business.

Over the next two weeks, Zhou Chun traveled to various mines to collect gold energy, and finally managed to fill the gourd again.

Then he returned to his family without stopping.

Upon returning to Jiufeng Ridge, the clan leader Zhou Daoyi naturally inquired about Zhou Chun's situation, given that he had been gone for so long.

After learning the details from Zhou Chun, Zhou Daoyi was also very surprised that Zhou Chun was able to kill a golden-armored pangolin in the underground mine.

I asked him on the spot for the [Little Thousand Mountain Seal] magic artifact and the Golden Armored Pangolin Corpse to experience.

After examining the magical artifact and the corpse, Zhou Daoyi suddenly looked at Zhou Chun and asked, "Do you know why this magical artifact is called the 'Little Thousand Mountain Seal'?"

"This junior does not know."

Zhou Chun shook his head.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Daoyi explained to him, "Because there is a magical artifact called the Thousand Mountains Seal. It is said that a single strike of this seal carries the weight of a thousand mountains, and can even kill a Golden Core cultivator!"

After saying that, he shook his head and said, "Although your magic weapon is quite powerful, it doesn't even have the power of a mountain. It's probably just something that some weapon refiner made after hearing about the fame of the [Thousand Mountains Seal]. Such things are quite common in the cultivation world."

A magic weapon?

Zhou Chun's eyes flickered slightly, and he finally understood why the [Little Thousand Mountain Seal] was so powerful.

Magical treasures are items that only Golden Core cultivators can possess, and each one has the power to burn mountains and boil seas.

Even if the [Little Thousand Mountain Seal] is just a replica made by a weapon refiner out of admiration, it is not surprising that its power exceeds that of an ordinary first-grade high-quality magic weapon.

However, the flaws of this imitation are quite obvious. Not only does it consume a great deal of magical power, but it also has irreparable defects.

Just like his [Little Thousand Mountain Seal], not only does it require a period of charging before attacking, but it is also not fast.

If the golden-armored pangolin hadn't had most of its body buried in the ground, avoiding the falling giant seal wouldn't have been difficult.

Therefore, this item is only suitable for attacking targets that cannot move or move slowly, such as monsters like the Rock Turtle!

Just as Zhou Chun was thinking about these things, Zhou Daoyi pondered for a moment, then nodded to him and said, "Since you have lost one of your defensive magic artifacts, then hand over this golden-armored pangolin corpse and the refined gold ore you obtained to me. I will see if I can find someone to help you forge a defensive magic artifact."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chun was overjoyed and quickly bowed to express his gratitude: "This junior thanks the clan leader for his kindness."

"Alright, now that you're back, continue to manage the clan's affairs. As for the secret techniques, we can take our time with that later."

Zhou Daoyi waved his hand and left with his belongings.

Half a month later, the gourd of golden energy, now purified of its turbid and malevolent energy, returned to Zhou Chun's hands, and he could use it to cultivate the "Xin Jin Sword Qi".

hiss--

In the quiet room, Zhou Chun's gasps of cold air filled the room.

The pain from cultivating the "Xin Jin Sword Qi" secret technique using the high-quality gold energy nurtured within the refined gold vein was much stronger than he had anticipated.

Having already adapted to the pain of the metal energy entering his body, he now felt as if he was just beginning to learn this secret technique, sweating profusely from the pain and unable to maintain his cultivation.

But at this point, Zhou Chun could no longer possibly have the thought of giving up.

If we give up now, wouldn't all the suffering we've endured be for nothing?

So no matter how painful it was, he could only grit his teeth and persevere.

Fortunately, with his previous experience, he no longer needs to be so eager for quick success or overthink things.

If he couldn't succeed in his cultivation in a day, he would take it slowly, gradually adapting to the pain and pressure brought by the high-quality metal energy, until he was finally able to successfully absorb and seal the metal energy into his body.

After gradually adapting to cultivation, nearly half a year later, Zhou Chun finally mastered the first level of the secret technique "Xin Metal Sword Qi," successfully storing and transforming enough Tai Bai Xin Metal power for one use in his right Taiyin Lung Meridian.

This Taibai Xin Metal Power is transformed from high-quality metal energy. Zhou Chun himself doesn't know how powerful it will be once it's used.

However, according to the clan leader Zhou Daoyi, it should be enough to pose a certain threat to even Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.

In other words, if Zhou Chun were to launch a surprise close-range attack now, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator could be caught off guard and killed.

This greatly satisfied his sense of security.

Just as Zhou Chun was full of ambition, thinking about whether to continue cultivating the second level of "Xin Jin Sword Qi" and also seal a strand of Tai Bai Xin Jin power in the Taiyin Lung Meridian of his left hand.

The achievement of Zhou Daoquan, the third elder of the Zhou family, in the field of animal breeding caused a sensation throughout the entire Zhou family, attracting a large number of Zhou family cultivators to the Beast Garden to watch the excitement.

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(End of this chapter)