Having just experienced it for the first time, Xue Ying was exhausted after Su Qing had "tortured" her for an hour with various methods. She muttered a few curses at Su Qing before falling into a deep sleep.
Su Qing, full of energy, was still raring to go. However, showing a bit of consideration for the fair sex, he didn't go for a second round. Instead, he used his "wisdom time" to ponder life.
Nine percent energy was definitely not enough for the spiritual energy to revive. Even if he could create a cultivation technique, he wouldn't be able to cultivate without spiritual energy.
This was the difficulty he had been unable to overcome before.
But after entering "wisdom time," he suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He already had the Creation Brush, so why did he need to rely on spiritual energy to cultivate? Wouldn't it be great to simply upgrade with a stroke of the brush?
You could only say that fixed thinking could kill a person.
Su Qing looked at Xue Ying beside him, her skin like jade, her hair disheveled, and she was sound asleep. Indeed, only women were the source that made a man's thoughts fly free.
Now, wasn't everything clear?
With Xue Ying, his thinking became clear.
Then Su Qing took out a piece of paper and summoned the Creation Brush to write on it: "The brush owner, Su Qing, will immediately pick up a cultivation technique that fell from the sky."
This time, the handwriting clearly appeared. When the last word was written, a purple light flashed, and the writing disappeared. At the same time, the nine percent energy was left with only two bars.
A cultivation technique cost seven bars of energy. This price still made Su Qing feel a little surprised.
Then, with anticipation, he sat cross-legged on the bed, waiting for the technique to fall from the sky.
A few seconds later, a pale purple jade slip fell from the sky and landed on the bed sheet in front of him.
Su Qing's eyes lit up. He picked up the jade slip and, just like in the novels, pressed it to his forehead.
Immediately, a cultivation method appeared in his mind, as though it had been etched there.
He hadn't expected this method to actually work. He seriously doubted the people who wrote those novels now.
Slaying Dao Scripture
That was the name of the cultivation technique. Su Qing found it truly depressing. How could a refined, easygoing, gentle, and kind handsome man like him possibly be suited to cultivate this kind of technique?
When he was a child, he would be heartbroken after killing a chicken. He'd have to boil water, slowly stew the chicken, and then eat it, so that he would always remember the lesson.
Later, there were fewer and fewer chickens in the orphanage because he wanted the lesson he learned to be more profound. The thing that became more profound, however, was the orphanage director's belt.
Although he felt this technique wasn't suitable for him, he had no choice but to be picky. He could only patiently read on. After all, since he couldn't resist, he could only reluctantly choose to enjoy it.
The core of the Slaying Dao Scripture was killing. Everything in the world could be killed: kill people, kill gods, kill the Heavenly Dao. The more you killed, the stronger you became, but you also needed a strong will, lest you be controlled by the killing intent.
Otherwise, you would only become a killing machine.
Su Qing felt that his will was very firm.
Once, he'd faced the orphanage director's belt lashes, refusing to admit he'd stolen and eaten the chicken.
Wasn't that willpower firm enough?
He continued reading… and there was nothing further.
Damn, this cultivation technique only had the first half.
He wondered how such an awesome technique could be created with just seven energy grids; it turned out to be an incomplete one.
This was the first part, with only four levels.
They were Refining Essence, Transforming Qi, Refining Qi, Transforming Spirit, Refining Spirit, Returning to Void, and Refining Void, Uniting with Dao.
But it was enough for him. He could get the later parts when he had more energy later.
Subsequently, he wrote again: "Pen Master Su Qing, through unremitting efforts in cultivation, has successfully broken through at this very moment, stepping into the Refining Essence, Transforming Qi realm."
In the next moment, he felt a strange energy surging into his limbs and bones, finally converging in his dantian. He gained a wisp of qi within him, and his six senses became more sensitive.
He used another unit of energy, and only one percent remained. After struggling for a month, he was back to square one overnight. However, it was all worth it.
Su Qing tried to control the qi within him. With a flick of his finger, boom, the cabinet in front of his bed instantly collapsed.
So this is [G] Magical Power? Truly awesome!
Now, he was invincible in both ranged and close combat.
He felt like he could take on ten thousand opponents.
Who else! Just ask, who else!!!
"What's going on! Is it an earthquake?"
Xue Ying, who was sound asleep, was startled awake.
"Hahahaha…"
Su Qing laughed excitedly, then casually put his arm around Xue Ying: "Don't go back tonight."
"Mmm, no, let go of me…"
After a night of revelry, Su Qing and Xue Ying didn't get up until the sun was high in the sky the next day.
Xue Ying had serious dark circles under her eyes and yawned as she got dressed. Looking at Su Qing, who was flushed with health, she thought the saying "only the tired ox dies" was completely unbelievable.
If this keeps up, she felt like she might become the world's first over-tilled field.
"What's the deal with that cabinet?" Xue Ying rubbed her eyes, pointing at the collapsed solid wood cabinet.
Su Qing showed off, "Since you served me well last night, I'll let you see something impressive."
Then, with a flick of his finger, boom, the already-collapsed wooden cabinet was instantly crushed into dust by Magical Power.
Xue Ying: Σ(っ°O°;)っ!!!
She was stunned. This was the first time she had seen Su Qing use a cultivation technique, besides the time he caught the ghost.
Unbeknownst to her, Su Qing had only just acquired Magical Power.
"Basic operation, don't be surprised." Watching her large eyes widen and her red lips part slightly, Su Qing looked smug.
When the two of them left the room and the maid came in to clean, she was stunned by the splintered remains of the wooden cabinet. Was it that intense last night?
The two maids exchanged a glance, their delicate faces flushing scarlet, as if they'd thought of something.
Su Qing escorted Xue Ying, who was having trouble walking, back to her school dormitory. She was too embarrassed to go home for the time being.
Meanwhile, a rumor about Su Qing's nighttime prowess was circulating within the manor, vividly embellished with details.
It was said that Su Qing was incredibly strong, having "wrestled" with Xue Ying all night, even breaking the cabinet in the process.
The source of the rumor was the two maids who had cleaned up that morning; they had witnessed the aftermath firsthand.
Butler Fu was furious when he heard the gossip, as it was a serious offense for servants to spread rumors about their master. He reported the matter to Su Qing that afternoon.
Su Qing's expression darkened upon hearing the news. "Butler Fu, gather everyone. I have something to say."
"Yes, young master."
Butler Fu knew someone was in for a bad time.
Soon, all the maids and bodyguards in the manor gathered in front of the fountain outside the main villa.
Su Qing stood on the steps, looking down at the crowd below, and said in a deep voice, "I heard there have been rumors about me in the manor recently. I need to clarify this: those aren't rumors, they're facts!"
The people who were still uneasy were immediately stunned.
Butler Fu was also dumbfounded Σ(°△°|||)︴.
This sudden turn of events almost broke his old back; he really didn't expect this move from Su Qing.
However, the bodyguards looked at Su Qing with even more admiration, filled with envy and worship. They really wanted to ask Su Qing if he had some secret recipe.
The maids' faces flushed, their eyes misting over as they gazed at Su Qing, radiating a myriad of charms, as if they wanted to pounce on him to test the rumors.
"Alright, all of you, disperse."
After Su Qing said this, he calmly walked back to the living room with his hands behind his back, humming a little tune.
Soon, the tune stopped because he saw that tiger-brained woman, Li Tiexin, who never learned from her mistakes, was sitting on the sofa.