"Die!"
Ma De shouted angrily. The sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake, pointing straight at Lu Chuan's throat.
It was a waste of his talent to deal with Lu Chuan with his cultivation at the ninth level of the Marrow Refinement Realm.
"Good!"
Lu Chuan's face lit up with excitement when he saw Ma De's attack.
The noobs in front of him were too weak. They died with a touch. He didn't even have the strength to die.
Although this Ma De's cultivation was a full six levels higher than his, the difference in cultivation technique was enough to completely crush him.
The Heaven Grade Upper Class cultivation technique, the Mad Dragon War Heaven Art, had a spiritual energy utilization rate of 128 times. It was not a problem for him to cross a major realm.
"Damn it! Watch the sword!"
Lu Chuan cursed in his heart. No matter how he pronounced the name, it sounded like a curse.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
"Eat my sword! Wind Lightning Sword!"
"Eat my sword again! Wind Lightning Sword!"
"Another sword! Wind Lightning Sword!"
"Hahaha! You didn't expect it, right? It's still the Wind Lightning Sword!"
Lu Chuan shouted as he brandished his sword, which made Ma De so angry that he was about to curse.
He repeated the same move over and over again, shouting chicken feathers!
"Forget it, I'm not playing anymore!"
The Tempest Sword Technique, which had no rank, was purely a technique. Although its moves were more exquisite, without the support of spiritual energy, its power was only so-so.
Lu Chuan had used this move dozens of times in a row and was already familiar with it. Then, he suddenly increased his speed by a large margin and stabbed fiercely towards Ma De's chest.
"Brother Ma, let me help you!"
Just as Lu Chuan and Ma De were in a heated battle and seemed to be evenly matched, an angry shout sounded from not far away.
A short and fat man who was as round as a ball was holding two sledgehammers and trying to get involved.
However, when he was less than 20 meters away, Lu Chuan pierced his sword through Ma De's heart.
"Sorry to disturb you!"
"Trying to run?"
Lu Chuan pierced Ma De's heart with his sword, and his heart was filled with joy. Then, he jumped and pounced on the ball.
"Wind Lightning Sword!"
Swift as the wind and fierce as lightning, although the Tempest Sword Technique only had one move, it was both offensive and defensive, and was quite useful.
Killed Marrow Refining stage cultivator, progress increased by 29 points!
Lu Chuan cut the ball into pieces with his sword. He looked at his lottery draw number and was instantly excited.
The reward for fishing was ten consecutive draws, and killing fifty enemies was ten consecutive draws. The accumulated progress of killing actually earned him seventeen lottery draws.
After some calculation, Lu Chuan had actually obtained 37 lottery draws during his time out.
Good heavens, this was much better than calling him daddy!
It was truly a lottery draw based on one's ability!
Lu Chuan was too lazy to care about the corpses around him. He threw away the fishing rod and fish food and hurried back to the Lu family.
"I'm now at the third level of the Marrow Refinement stage, so the things I draw should be even better.”
Lu Chuan muttered to himself. Then, he decisively chose to draw ten times in a row.
Congratulations on drawing a bottle of Marrow Refinement Pills!
Congratulations on drawing the third grade spirit beast, Chifeng Biao!
……
"Heh, it's a good start!"
Lu Chuan looked at the thing in his hand and felt that the sun was especially warm today.
Chifeng Biao was a third-grade spirit beast. When it matured, its strength could reach the qi condensation stage.
As the name suggested, spirit beasts were wild beasts that could absorb spiritual energy. Perhaps because of their innate talent or because they had obtained an opportunity by chance, they were separated from the wild beasts.
However, spiritual energy was not so easy to absorb. Their innate deficiency made them need to be extremely diligent in order to be qualified to catch up with humans, who were the leader of all spirits.
Therefore, outstanding spirit beasts usually woke up earlier than chickens, slept later than dogs, and worked more than cows.
Of course, this chicken had wings and could fly. It was not a chicken that could be used as a mount at night.
After continuous hard work and struggle, the spirit beasts became stronger and stronger, and their intelligence became higher and higher. Finally, they got rid of their original muddleheaded fate and became food for cultivators.
That's right, spirit beasts had broken away from the fate of becoming food for ordinary humans and had officially advanced to become food for human cultivators.
The name Chi Feng Biao sounded very domineering, but it was actually a large red-furred dog.
The cub that Lu Chuan had picked was wrapped in a soft membrane, and its big black eyes were looking at him curiously.
Reaching out his hand, he tore a small hole in the membrane, and immediately stretched his head out with great effort.
Her little head was wet and she looked a little stupid.
After Chi Feng came out, he shook off the water stains on his body and then began to lick Lu Chuan's hand.
"Since you like to lick so much, and you're a dog, then let's call you a licking dog!”
Lu Chuan put the excited and jumping dog to the side and continued to draw the lottery.
Congratulations on drawing a bottle of Marrow Refinement Pills!
Congratulations on drawing the Void Ring!
……
[Sky Ring: 10 cubic meters of space. Living things cannot be stored.]
"Continue to draw. I don't believe that I won't be able to draw a divine artifact!”
Lu Chuan put away the Sky Ring and used the remaining 17 times in one go.
Reality proved that luck was really hard to grasp. Seventeen lottery draws, sixteen bottles of Marrow Refining Pills, and one bone.
[Mother's smell: The smell of mother remains on the bones, which can reduce the loneliness and fear of spirit beasts.]
"Good heavens, the fantasy has instantly become supernatural!”
Lu Chuan looked at the bone stick in his hand and instantly imagined a series of family ethics, horror, supernatural, love, hate, and love dramas. It was extremely bloody.
He casually threw the " Mother's Taste " to the bootlicker beside his feet. Although he was a little disappointed, it was not a loss to be able to draw the third-grade spirit beast, Chi Fengbiao's cub, and the Sky Ring.
The former was loyal, brave, and had the cultivation of the qi condensation stage as soon as he reached adulthood, while the latter was a must-have for home travel, murder, and robbery.
Well said:
Touching the dog's head in the year of the dog, there was nothing to worry about.
The year of the dog was smooth sailing.
The year of the dog touched dog shit, auspicious and wishful.
In the year of the dog, one would touch the dog's tail and do things without regret.
The Year of the Dog touched the back of the dog and worked tirelessly.
Being beaten by a dog in the Year of the Dog was handsome and unrestrained.
Lu Chuan touched the bootlicker up and down. It felt great!
The battle outside the city didn't seem to have caused much of a stir. After Lu Chuan left, a group of men in black immediately cleaned up the corpses on the ground.
However, this was not the case. The death of over a hundred Body Tempering Stage trash was one thing, but Ma De, who was at the 9th level of the Marrow Refining Stage, did not return. This made the Ma Family feel extremely embarrassed.
The three Lu brothers were only ranked third among the seven colors in terms of green grade aptitude, but they had forcefully suppressed the Ma family and the Yang family for more than ten years.
If the second ranked blue grade talent were to grow, there would be no place for his Ma Clan in Blazing Snow City.
"No! We can't let Lu Chuan live!"
Ma Maipi, the head of Ma Clan, had a stern expression on his face. He had already made a decision in his heart.
"Brother Ma, have you ever thought that Lu Chuan was poisoned two years ago? His green grade aptitude dropped to red grade. Two years had passed. It was already good enough that he could keep his life. Why did his aptitude increase by one level instead?”
A voice came from outside. Ma Maipi didn't need to turn around to know that it was the Yang family's patriarch, Yang Wei.
Their two families had been suppressed by the three Lu brothers for more than ten years. Be it business or guards, they were suppressed in all aspects, so the relationship between the two families was very good.
"Brother Yang, what do you think?”
Ma Maipi raised his head and asked with a frown.
"I received a piece of news, but I don't know if it's true or not.”
Yang Wei sat down and continued,""The day before yesterday, the Lu family's disciples had their aptitude test. Lu Chuan, who had already tested twice, actually came again and even tested blue grade aptitude. Behind him was Lu Yongwen, the son of Lu Tianxing, the third son of the Lu family. He had tested for green grade aptitude.”
"I was tested half a year ago, and my aptitude was still at the lowest red level. In just half a year, I was tested again and even reached blue level. As for Lu Yongwen…"
A thought flashed through Ma Maipi's mind as if he had thought of something.
"What Brother Yang means is that this Lu Chuan is just a shield to protect Lu Tianxing's son, Lu Yongwen. But then again, the Lu family already had three green grade aptitude. Was there a need to do this? And how did Lu Chuan go from the lowest red grade aptitude to the second blue grade aptitude in half a year? There are also more than a hundred servants sent by our two families…"
"There are many pills and secret techniques that can increase the user's aptitude or cultivation in a short period of time. However, those are all evil paths. Either their cultivation will not be able to improve again in the future, or they will consume their lifespan. As for what kind of situation it is, we'll know once we try. If Lu Tianming really cared about Lu Chuan, he would do everything he could to protect him.”
Yang Wei sneered, his face filled with cold killing intent.
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