"Sir, did Wei Wu turn on some kind of cheat?" Ma Fei asked Qin He strangely.
Qin He glanced at him and said slowly, "He cultivates the Nine Yang Technique. Even all your Yang Energy combined isn't as strong as his."
Nine Yang Technique: A superior internal cultivation art from the Gu-Witch Era. Gather the Nine Yangs and unite them as one to form the Nine Yang Pure Body; ascend to immortality and reach Spirit Transformation with ease.
Note: Those who cultivate this art must not lose their virginity unless it is to a Nine Yin, or they will perish in body and soul, barred from reincarnation.
Yet it was precisely this Nine Yang Technique that Qin He found most baffling.
With such heavy Yang Energy, it might not be enough to reverse paranormal phenomena, nor could one say exactly how effective it was at banishing evil and repelling demons, but protecting oneself should not have been a problem.
And yet Wei Wu had still turned into grass when he was supposed to turn into grass.
This was really... fucking unreasonable, beyond all common sense.
"Ohoho, Pillar, your kidneys really are the worst." Lamborghini shook his head and started making a racket again.
"What the fuck does that have to do with you? I won't come in last!" Wang Tie Zhu gritted his teeth in anger. The moment he finished a stream of Holy Water, he turned around and secretly swallowed Lamborghini's Poria Pill.
The effect was indeed powerful once it hit his stomach.
As long as he drank enough, the Holy Water would keep coming like spring water.
Seeing this, Wang Tie Zhu used the water-clan's unique method of secretion, squeezing out more and more like a sponge being wrung dry.
A cultivator really was a cultivator. An ordinary