"The conversion rate of only the first level of the Northern Dark Divine Art is too low..."
Upon seeing this, Su Xiaochen muttered to himself. This was truly of little value!
"Oh right, that plan. If I can absorb all of their internal strength, then even if the internal strength I obtain is only 10% of the conversion rate, it will be enough to increase my internal strength by a large margin!”
Su Xiaochen patted his head, his face filled with joy. Now that he had calculated the time, the day of the decisive battle between Northern Beggar Hong Qigong and Western Poison Ouyang Feng at the summit of Mount Hua was about to arrive.
Su Xiaochen was planning to use them. Since they were going to die, he might as well give all his internal energy to him!
Su Xiaochen's original plan did not include this step. However, since he had learned the first level of the Northern Dark Divine Art, there would be something else in his plan!
If he could obtain the power that those two had cultivated for decades, he would have the strength to fight against the golden wheel!
" Cultivate the fifth level of Xiantian cultivation." Right now, the most important thing was to increase his strength.
"Yes, Master. The fifth level of the Xiantian Art requires 800 Mad God Points. Do you confirm?”
Upon hearing the huge figure of 800, Su Xiaochen could not help but shake his head. This was only the fifth level of Xiantian cultivation. If it was the ninth, tenth, eleventh, or twelfth level in the future, the amount of contribution points required would be astronomical!
"Confirm." Now that Su Xiaochen had accumulated quite a lot of Berserk God Points, there was no need to worry.
"Beep…spent 800 Berserk God Points to cultivate the fifth stage of Xiantian skill, remaining 1369 Berserk God Points.”
Many profound and obscure meanings appeared in his mind. Su Xiaochen digested them and sensed that his Mad God Points had shrunk by half. He could not help but feel a little heartache.
"Cultivate the first stage of the Darknorth Divine Art.”
"Yes, Master. The first level of the Northern Dark Divine Art requires 50 Mad God Points.”
"Confirm!"
"Beep…spent 50 points to cultivate the first level of the Northern Dark Divine Art. Remaining 1319 points.”
"Ice Spirit Silver Needle, cultivated to the fifth level.”
"Ice Spirit Silver Needle Level 5 requires 200 Mad God Points. Confirm?”
"Confirm."
"Beep…Ice Spirit Silver Needle has been cultivated to the fifth level. 200 Berserk God Points have been spent. 1119 Berserk God Points remaining.”
" Look at my current stats." Su Xiaochen suddenly realized that he had not looked at his stats for a long time.
"Yes, Master,"
[Host: Su Xiaochen.]
"Age: 16."
"Basic Attributes: Aptitude 30, External Skill 10, Internal Skill 50, Light-body Technique 5, Overall Attributes 25."
" Martial Cultivation: Second-rate Martial Artist, Complete."
" Mastered martial arts: Quanzhen Sword Technique 3, Quanzhen Heart Technique 2, Xiantian Technique Level 5, Ice Spirit Silver Needle Level 4, Northern Dark Divine Technique Level 1.”
"Special Skills: Medicine 50, Poison 30, Hidden Weapons 30, Luck 10."
……
It had actually increased by so much!
Su Xiaochen grinned. Now that he had reached the peak of the Houtian realm, he was only one step away from reaching the Xiantian realm. Once he entered the Xiantian realm, he would be considered a First Rated Warrior!
"Li Mochou!" Su Xiaochen suddenly shouted.
"Master, what are your orders?" Li Mochou got up from his bed and crawled beside Su Xiaochen, waiting for his instructions.
"Give me some of your Ice Spirit Silver Needles.”
"Yes, Master."
Li Mochou took out a jade box and handed it to Su Xiaochen. It was filled with Ice Spirit Silver Needles.
Su Xiaochen opened it and took out a few dozen of them, returning the rest to Li Mochou. Li Mochou was now his female slave and also the strongest general under him. If she was strong, it meant that he was strong!
"From now on, your name will be Monu. You can only listen to my orders.”
"Yes, Master."
"Branded Slave Seals will turn you into the most loyal slave. Each brand costs 300 Mad God Points.”The voice of the Mad God System sounded in his mind.
Su Xiaochen pressed his palm on Li Mochou's forehead and whispered,""Don't resist."
"Yes, Master."
Su Xiaochen closed his eyes. Not long after, he put down his palm and saw a blood-red mark on Li Mochou's forehead. It was the slave mark.
At the same time, Su Xiaochen also heard the voice of the Mad God System," Beep…300 Mad God Points have been used to imprint the slave mark. 819 Mad God Points remaining.”
" Master." After being branded with the slave seal, Li Mochou became even more docile.
Su Xiaochen felt as if he could sense Li Mochou's thoughts. He even felt that he could make her suffer with just a thought.
"Not bad, not bad,"
Although he had spent 300 Mad God Points, Su Xiaochen was still very satisfied. Taking in Li Mochou, a Xiantian Realm slave, would greatly increase his strength.
" Wushuang Wifey, I'll treat your leg now." Su Xiaochen looked at Lu Wushuang, and Lu Wushuang's face was instantly filled with joy.
Su Xiaochen placed Lu Wushuang's left leg in front of him and placed his palm on the leg that was half an inch shorter. He began to brew his Xiantian Art, and strands of Innate True Kang slowly fused into Lu Wushuang's leg.
The Innate True Kang was the most Yang object in the world. Su Xiaochen had cultivated it to the fifth level and it was extremely effective in healing injuries. Under the effect of the Innate True Kang, Lu Wushuang's legs slowly healed the hidden injuries that had been left behind for ten years.
"Try standing up now."
"Is it done now?" Lu Wushuang looked at Su Xiaochen excitedly. Cheng Ying also encouraged,""Biao Younger Sister, try standing up."
Hong Lingbo looked at Su Xiaochen suspiciously. She knew very well about Lu Wushuang's leg. How could it be cured so easily?
Lu Wushuang stood up shakily and took a few steps on the ground. He did not look like a cripple at all. His legs were the same length!
"How is this possible?" Hong Lingbo looked at Su Xiaochen in disbelief. Only when he saw it with his own eyes would he dare to believe this scene. More than ten years of disability was actually cured in the time it took to brew a cup of tea!
Su Xiaochen glanced at her and did not spend any Mad God Points to brand her with a slave mark. He still understood Hong Lingbo. He was kind-hearted and valued friendship.
As long as Li Mochou and Lu Wushuang followed her, she would not betray her.
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