Travel Cultivator's Fifth-Layer Skill

Li Banfeng tidied up the tattered clothes on the ground, hoping to find some magical artifacts or Spiritual Object.

Nianxiu's perception is decent, but he is not good at combat. If he dares to become an assassin, he must have at least one powerful Spiritual Object on him.

To Li Banfeng's disappointment, after searching for a long time, he found nothing but scraps of cloth on the ground.

The elders of the Qingshou Association have no valuable possessions at all?

Li Banfeng didn't believe it, so he searched again, and this time he finally found something.

Among a pile of rags, there was a yarn glove.

What are yarn gloves?

These are the gloves that workers use most often. This glove is quite old, covered in oil stains, and crumpled up in the rags, so it's not easy to spot.

Is this a magic weapon?

It doesn't look like it.

Li Banfeng shook his gloves a couple of times, but he didn't sense any Spiritual Qi; instead, a lot of dust came off.

But Li Banfeng didn't throw the glove away. Wu Decheng was an elder of the Qingshou Association, and it was unreasonable for him to be working on a construction site with such a glove on his person.

Use this glove to cover fingerprints?

Is it necessary to do this in Pro State?

Even if you really need to cover up fingerprints, you should at least wear a pair of gloves, and a newer pair at that.

Li Banfeng brought the gloves closer to the record player. "Wife, does this thing have a spirit?"

The Wife used a needle to examine the glove for a while before saying, "It has no spiritual power; it's just a worn-out glove."

Is it really just a broken glove?

After a moment's thought, Li Banfeng took the gloves to the second room and presented them to Red Lotus.

Red Lotus did not react.

Li Banfeng sat down next to Red Lotus and said gently, "Alian, you've gotten so thin these days. Quickly eat this to nourish yourself."

Eat this?

Are you kidding?

They dump all sorts of junk into my place!

Red Lotus still ignored him, so Li Banfeng got angry and moved Red Lotus to the main room.

"Wife, this wretch won't listen to me. I made her eat the glove, but she won't. We'll have to use family discipline."

"Hey, husband, you're making this slut eat gloves?" The record player chuckled twice, then straightened its tone, "Slut, you do whatever your husband tells you to do. You don't get to pick and choose!"

As they spoke, steam enveloped Red Lotus. Red Lotus was truly fearless, but she was currently refining Wu Decheng's corpse. If she were to fight the record player, something unexpected might happen.

Left with no other choice, the Red Lotus opened its petals, and a whirlwind rose from its Lotus Heart, preparing to take the glove inside.

The glove moved a few inches closer to the Lotus Heart, then suddenly leaped up, dodging the Lotus Heart's reach.

Red Lotus was stunned.

The Wife was stunned.

How could a pair of lifeless yarn gloves possibly escape the whirlwind of the Red Lotus?

Moreover, when he disguised himself as an ordinary glove, neither his Wife nor Red Lotus noticed that he possessed spiritual power.

"Hey, my love, this thing is quite intelligent!" The record player tried to subdue the glove with its breath, but the glove weaved through the gaps in the steam at an extremely fast speed and with exceptionally agile movements.

Seeing this, Red Lotus opened six of her seven-hole Lotus Heart, and used the remaining hole to refine Wu Decheng.

The six whirlwinds, like six snakes, swirled and twisted, yet still couldn't catch the glove.

The Wife seized the opportunity and, with the help of Red Lotus, cornered the glove against the wall.

The gloves had nowhere to retreat; to the left was a whirlwind, and to the right was steam.

After a brief standoff, the glove struck the right side.

The Wife used steam to firmly hold the gloves in place.

The gloves were still searching for a gap to try and slip away.

The steam became increasingly dense, forming a seal.

Being sealed by his Wife is better than being eaten by the Red Lotus; the gloves made the right choice.

Since it can make the right choice, it proves that the glove has intelligence, and that its intelligence is not low.

This is a magic weapon!

As the Wife reinforced the seal, she asked, "What is your origin?"

The gloves made no sound.

The record player increased the temperature of the steam. "I'm asking you, what's your origin?"

The glove sneered, "You think you can force me to talk with a little torture? Do you think I'm spineless?"

Judging from the voice, it sounds like a middle-aged man.

The record player increased the steam temperature again, and the glove sneered once more, "I am a Travel Cultivator, named 'Fly with the Wind'!"

Travel Cultivator.

Li Banfeng's eyes lit up.

"Travel Cultivator!" The Wife instantly flew into a rage, and steam spewed out from all three of the trumpet-shaped nozzles at the same time.

The temperature suddenly rose, and the gloves hissed and wailed, "What's wrong with you, Travel Cultivator? What grudge do you hold against me?"

"The hatred runs deep!" The Wife's voice grew increasingly somber.

Li Banfeng quickly advised, "Wife, the magic treasures for Travel Cultivator are very rare, why not leave them to me?"

"My lord, if you want to Travel Cultivator goals, Hong Ying is enough. There's no need to keep another menace!"

The steam temperature was still rising when Gloves called out, "Wait, I have something else to say, I don't..."

The Wife wouldn't listen to him; she just wanted to burn the gloves to ashes.

Hong Ying laughed loudly from the side, "Wicked Woman, you have a grudge against me, why drag others into it? Do you intend to kill all the Travel Cultivator in the world?"

"Kill one, and there's one less to kill!"

Hong Ying was quite pleased with herself. "Wicked Woman, seeing how you hate me to the point of madness, yet you are helpless against me, this pitiful look is just what I want."

Sizzle~

The record player made a cut in the record, producing a little noise.

"To your liking?" The record player was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. "You slut, these gloves are your lover's, aren't they? You're using this reverse psychology to trick me into letting him go?"

"A reverse psychology tactic? Do you think I'd even consider that?" Hong Ying laughed. "If you're going to kill, then hurry up and kill. After you're done, see how upset I am. If I am, then you've won!"

"Do you even recognize him?" The record player gritted its teeth, the stylus piercing the glove, tearing it apart. The glove was about to shred.

Hong Ying said, "I recognize him. Please don't kill him. Keep him here and interrogate him properly. Maybe we can find out the secrets from back then."

The record player roared, "You bitch! You dare to scam me?"

Hong Ying laughed, "Wicked Woman, what did I trick you out of? You can kill me if you want, or not kill me if you don't. No matter what you do, I'll still laugh. Just seeing you hanging here, seeing you suffer, makes me laugh even harder!"

"Whoosh!" The record player roared, and smoke billowed from its three speakers again.

Li Banfeng quickly advised, "My Wife, please calm down. If you get angry, you'll fall into their trap."

Huff~ Huff~

The steam suddenly cooled down.

The large horn, which had been burning red, slowly returned to its original color.

"Hey, my Little Slave, I was just teasing her. Why would I get angry? It's just a tattered glove, why would I be angry about it?"

"My Wife is so generous. Let me feel how big Wife belly is first."

Li Banfeng touched the chassis, and the record player chuckled. The stylus loosened its grip slightly, giving the gloves a moment to breathe.

After laughing, the Wife asked the glove, "You said you had something to say, now you can say it."

After catching his breath, Gloves pointed at Hong Ying with one finger and said, "I don't recognize that spear."

Hong Ying carefully crafted her tone and slowly said, "You say you don't know her? Isn't that just like protesting too much? How can that Wicked Woman believe you?"

The record player chuckled, "I believe him, I truly believe him, I have no doubt whatsoever."

My lord, the magical artifact that the Travel Cultivator was indeed rare, but his intelligence was extremely high, and his level was probably not low either.

"Given your current level of cultivation, sir, I fear you are ill-equipped to control it. Let's keep it at home for safekeeping and decide what to do with it later."

Li Banfeng said solemnly, "My Wife, you must not trust him so easily. He may not really be Travel Cultivator. Let me examine him first."

"How would you like to test it, my lord?"

Li Banfeng looked at the gloves and asked sternly, "Do you know the techniques of Travel Cultivator?"

The glove replied, "Which level of technique do you want to know?"

"Let's talk about the five-layer technique first!"

The glove replied, "The five-layer technique is called 'Ride a Horse and Admire Flowers'."

Walking and admiring the flowers?

What kind of technique is this?

"Don't talk nonsense. Do you think I'm that easy to fool?"

The record player said, "My lord, he wasn't lying about this. The Ride a Horse and Admire Flowers' was indeed a fifth-level skill in the Travel Cultivator."

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "Just knowing the name is probably something he heard from elsewhere. What's the use of such Ride a Horse and Admire Flowers understanding?"

The glove said, "When you are moving quickly, the person you gaze upon will turn into a flower."

Li Banfeng exclaimed in astonishment, "Those who see it will turn into flowers? Isn't that a magic trick?"

"What you said is not wrong. The person being stared at bursts with flesh and blood, just like a flower."

One glance and people explode?

Li Banfeng scoffed, "I knew you were just spouting nonsense. If you really had such amazing skills, wouldn't a fifth-level Travel Cultivator be invincible?"

The glove shook his fingers and said, "This technique sounds powerful, but it tests one's cultivation and talent extremely. An ordinary fifth-level Travel Cultivator could only kill a White Lamb with this move, and it might not even work against a first-level cultivator."

Moreover, this technique is extremely energy-consuming. Killing one person may consume seventy or eighty percent of a fifth-level cultivator's strength. Just think about it, a fifth-level Travel Cultivator has countless ways to kill White Lamb, so why would he have to use this technique?

Out of ten thousand Travel Cultivator, more than nine thousand would be unwilling to use this technique, only occasionally using it to intimidate others. To put it bluntly, it's all show and no substance, good for show but useless.

Hearing this, Hong Ying scoffed, "That's because they don't understand."

The Wife sighed, "That slut Hong Ying has such a rare talent. She has plenty of energy and isn't afraid of exhaustion. She's very skilled at using the 'Ride a Horse and Admire Flowers' technique."

Li Banfeng was startled. "What if she catches your eye one day..."

Hong Ying spat and said, "Pah! Shameless madman! Do I even have eyes?"

The record player burst into laughter. "I crippled your eyes precisely to guard against your tricks! Don't you hate me? Hahahaha!"

Li Banfeng looked at the gloves and said, "This technique might be something you learned elsewhere; it doesn't prove you're Travel Cultivator!"

The Wife said, "My husband is right. Let's see if he knows the key points of the technique."

Li Banfeng affectionately stroked the computer case.

The glove replied, "The skill of 'Ride a Horse and Admire Flowers' lies in both the act of riding the horse and the act of observing the flowers."

Li Banfeng asked, "Is it necessary to ride a horse when performing these techniques?"

The glove shook his finger again. "This has nothing to do with horses. The so-called 'galloping horse' means walking fast. When Travel Cultivator performs a technique, he must walk extremely fast so that the opponent cannot see his figure at all. If the opponent sees even the slightest bit, the technique will not succeed."

Hao Capital is acceptable?

Li Banfeng said, "How fast would we have to run? Wouldn't that exhaust the Travel Cultivator?"

The glove said, "That's why this technique is extremely energy-consuming. Another key point is to observe the enemy closely while riding a horse. You must have extremely sharp eyesight, and your gaze cannot deviate even slightly before you master the technique."

Li Banfeng remained silent.

You have to be fast and keep a close eye on things.

You also need good eyesight...

What is eyesight?

This technique is indeed not very effective.

Li Banfeng then asked, "Just mentioning a fifth-level technique isn't enough to prove you're a Travel Cultivator. Tell me about this sixth-level technique!"

"The sixth level of the Travel Cultivator's Technique is called..." The glove suddenly found a gap in the steam and was about to escape when it was caught by the needle again.

"Wait, I'll talk..." Before the glove could speak, the Wife sealed him away.

"This magical artifact is too cunning; my husband truly cannot control it."

"Is it really impossible to control?" Li Banfeng was unwilling to give up.

The record player said, "My lord, think about it. Just now, that old man was carrying this magic weapon when he fought with you, but why did he keep it hidden on his person and not use it? Why didn't he just wear it on his hand?"

It's possible that the gloves are being difficult to use, or that the gloves were too expensive to produce.

His cultivation level was no less than his husband's, which showed just how difficult this magic weapon was to control.

Do not carry with you any magical artifacts that you cannot control; they will not only be useless but will also bring disaster.

Wu Decheng did indeed search his body; he was probably calling for a magical artifact at the time.

This magic weapon is indeed difficult to control, but since we still have it in our hands, there's no need to rush. We can find a way to get the sixth level of the technique later.

P. S.: Do gloves have to be worn on the hands? Can't they be worn elsewhere?