A Common Qi Refining Cultivation Method

Chapter 16: An Ordinary Qi Refining Cultivation Method

Seeing this, An Bulang couldn't help but sigh.

Ji Changwu was definitely going to die. Tonight was a life-or-death situation. If Ji Hongxue let him go, what would Ji Wuye think? If Ji Wuye was cruel and held a grudge, everyone in Prince De's Estate would die. Only by Ji Changwu dying in battle could he be said to have died for the mission, and Ji Wuye would then focus his hatred on Ji Hongxue.

"Rumble..."

Muffled thunder rumbled in the sky.

This wasn't caused by An Bulang.

The night sky was dark, and it was about to rain.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The heavy rain started pouring down as if on cue.

It washed away the thick smell of blood in the small garden.

Ji Hongxue's soft and smooth red dress was also soaked, clinging to her fair skin and revealing her tall, sexy figure.

She seemed oblivious to this, slowly pulling the dagger from Ji Changwu's heart. She covered his open eyes, stood up, and her hand holding the dagger trembled slightly.

Seeing this, An Bulang couldn't sit still any longer. He immediately stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Ji Hongxue's slender, damp waist, and grinned, "Sister Hongxue, it's a dark and stormy night with heavy rain. Shouldn't we find somewhere else to go?"

The anger he expected didn't come.

As An Bulang wondered, the woman beside him suddenly turned and hugged him tightly, bursting into tears.

This...!

The woman's soft yet slightly warm touch was a stark contrast to the cold rain.

An Bulang recalled his father's teachings: as a good man, when a woman is upset, you should hold her and comfort her.

Without a word, he hugged the woman in his arms, one hand around her waist, the other supporting her back.

An Bulang could clearly feel the soft, curvaceous body in his arms tremble slightly.

Then, Ji Hongxue hugged him tighter and cried even more unrestrainedly.

The rain was heavy.

It almost drowned out the woman's cries.

Whoosh, whoosh...

Rumble, rumble...

After Ji Hongxue vented her emotions by hugging An Bulang, they found an inn and settled down.

They both washed up and changed into new clothes before meeting again.

At this moment, Ji Hongxue had calmed down. Her delicate face, tinged with a hint of flirtatiousness, was slightly flushed, and she seemed a little shy. "Earlier, I hugged you in the rain for so long... I lost my composure..."

"It's okay, I didn't lose anything," An Bulang said cheerfully.

Ji Hongxue glared at An Bulang with a hint of annoyance.

"Wait, no, I did lose something. You little minx, you took advantage of me," An Bulang corrected himself.

Ji Hongxue was about to hit him!!

However, considering that An Bulang had saved her life again, she held back.

Ji Hongxue looked at the handsome young man before her, biting her red lips tightly. After a moment of hesitation, she finally spoke, "An Bulang... you... you should leave."

"Leave? Impossible!" An Bulang immediately replied.

Ji Hongxue raised her beautiful eyes, her gaze flowing like autumn water.

"Thirty-six Spirit Stones, and you think that's enough to get rid of me? My fee isn't that cheap." An Bulang said.

Ji Hongxue: "..."

The woman's eyes dimmed. "But... I have nothing now. My eldest brother wants to kill me, my second brother wants to kill me, my father can't even protect himself. I'm alone and can't do anything. I can't even get Spirit Stones for you..."

"If it really doesn't work..." Ji Hongxue took a deep breath, her luscious red lips parting slightly. "I can only offer myself in marriage..."

An Bulang gasped, "You wish!"

Ji Hongxue's composure crumbled.

An Bulang, realizing he had spoken out of turn, quickly tried to comfort her.

After all, she had just experienced the most difficult event of her life.

After much effort, he finally managed to coax the woman, whose eyes were red from crying.

"I really have nothing now..." Ji Hongxue said aggrievedly.

"Didn't you say you had a lot of Spirit Stones in your royal palace?" An Bulang asked.

Ji Hongxue frowned. "But Ji Wuye is in complete control now. Returning to the royal palace would be walking into a death trap."

An Bulang patted Ji Hongxue's fragrant shoulder. "With me protecting you, what are you afraid of? It's settled then. We'll go to the royal palace to get the Spirit Stones."

"But..."

"There are no 'buts' about it."

An Bulang looked directly at Ji Hongxue and said seriously, "You keep saying Ji Wuye is powerful, but do you know how powerful I am? Whoever blocks our way, we'll just take them down. It's that simple!"

Seeing An Bulang's serious expression, Ji Hongxue felt a tremor in her heart again. She finally made up her mind and nodded, "Okay! Then I'll go crazy with you one time!"

"Haha, if this isn't crazy, then with how strong I am, I can just mess around as I please." An Bulang comforted her.

"..." Ji Hongxue seemed to understand why her parents gave him that name.

"But before that, we need to make some preparations." An Bulang added.

"What preparations?" Ji Hongxue felt a bit more relaxed. At least An Bulang wasn't someone who acted without thinking; he knew how to plan and prepare.

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the heavy rain was relentless.

The cultivators and enforcers of Prince De's Estate cried out in pain.

Two masked figures in black violently beat up all the cultivators in Prince De's Estate, stole their Spirit Stones, and fled.

Inside the inn.

Candles were lit.

An Bulang removed his mask and looked at the pile of Spirit Stones on the table, chuckling, "This Ji Changwu really lied to me. He said there weren't even a hundred Spirit Stones, but there are a hundred and twenty-one here!"

Ji Hongxue removed her mask and looked at An Bulang speechlessly, "This is what you call preparations?"

She felt like she had been led astray by the man in front of her and had actually engaged in a profession she never dared to imagine in her life.

"What do you know? I need to cultivate a divine ability, and I urgently need Spirit Stones. The energy within my body isn't enough for me to cultivate the divine ability, but with the help of the energy from the Spirit Stones, it'll be much easier..."

An Bulang took out a golden egg from the inside of his clothes.

Ji Hongxue's eyes lit up, "Great Chicken Tyrant's egg!"

"It's Yang's Crystallization." An Bulang curled his lips. "Since I'm going to confront Ji Wuye head-on, I naturally have to prepare thoroughly. I'll cultivate the Glazed Sun Pupil divine ability first. After that, I'll need you to guard me."

Ji Hongxue nodded obediently, stood up, and waved her fist in front of An Bulang, encouraging him, "Bu Lang, go for it!"

Looking at Ji Hongxue like this, An Bulang felt a sense of girlishness for some reason.

He glanced at her, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Wait..."

As he spoke, under Ji Hongxue's confused gaze, An Bulang grabbed a pen and rapidly scribbled something on a piece of paper.

"Here." An Bulang handed several pieces of white paper filled with densely packed small characters to Ji Hongxue.

"What is this..." Ji Hongxue took the white paper with a bewildered look.

"It's my family's Qi Refining cultivation method. Don't use your old one anymore; just use this. It's enough for you to cultivate until... a very advanced stage." An Bulang said.

"Your family's?" Ji Hongxue was stunned, then shook her head repeatedly, "No, no! This is too precious; I can't accept it!"

An Bulang was so monstrous; his family must be extraordinary, so their Qi Refining cultivation method was definitely not simple.

"Hey, it's just an ordinary Qi Refining cultivation method. Is it that big of a deal?" An Bulang waved his hand. "To tell you the truth, this is the most trashy Qi Refining cultivation method in my family, the kind that's been eliminated and no one wants to cultivate. But it might be a little better than your Qi Refining cultivation method..."

"Fine! You're just giving me your trash to cultivate!?" Ji Hongxue laughed and cursed when she heard this. She finally accepted An Bulang's cultivation method, then gracefully curtsied, flicked her sleeve, and bowed, performing a princess's curtsy, "Thanks!"

Watching Ji Hongxue leave the room and proactively guard outside, An Bulang shook his head with a smile.

It was true that his Qi Refining cultivation method was so trashy it was almost eliminated, but the "little bit" better than Ji Hongxue's original Qi Refining cultivation method was probably as vast as a central starfield...

After all, no matter how trashy it was, it was still a cultivation method that could allow one to Undergo Tribulation to Ascend