In the square, two young disciples were engaged in an intense duel.
The young disciple from the Golden Thunder Sect was surrounded by lightning, looking like a Thunder God descended to the world. His steps were light and seemingly casual, but each step had hidden exquisite footwork.
Several thin strands of golden lightning coiled around his palm like agile little snakes, shooting towards his opponent at bizarre angles.
On the other side, the disciple from the Cangyan Daoist Palace was not to be outdone, his entire body enshrouded in crimson flames, blazing like a scorching sun descending.
Spiritual power in his body circulated furiously, and the flames quickly condensed into a flame shield in front of him. The arcs of electricity struck the shield, splashing into dazzling sparks.
Zhou Qing observed intently. For him, this was a rare opportunity to learn combat techniques and get some insight into other major sects.
[Ignore Points +1]
Just as Zhou Qing was engrossed in watching, the system's prompt sound suddenly rang out.
This made him briefly stunned, then instantly elated.
Who would have thought it could be this way.
Indeed, wasn't this the perfect tense and exciting multiplayer environment? Plus, his talent skill [Lowering Presence] had already risen to LV2 (51/100).
This gave Foundation Establishment Realm disciples a 50% chance to overlook him, so generating Ignore Points was only natural.
"Stop eating, or you'll draw attention to me!"
Seeing the old hen shaking her head and about to peck someone's heels, Zhou Qing hurriedly squatted down and picked her up.
The battle continued, with the resulting momentum causing the surrounding onlookers to retreat again and again.
[Ignore Points +2]
[Ignore Points +1]
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Before long, the disciple from the Cangyan Daoist Palace was defeated, and the people from the Golden Thunder Sect cheered.
"Sun Hefen from Cangyan Daoist Palace, here to challenge Brother Cheng!"
"What, since when did Cangyan Daoist Palace learn to use a rotation battle? My Brother Cheng is already exhausted, so let me, Xu Keling, play with you instead, Brother Sun."
With that, the two clashed again.
At this moment, Zhou Qing wished they could fight a bit longer.
"Did they arrange this?" Zhou Qing quickly noticed that among the crowd, many senior brothers and sisters from the Thirteen Peaks of the Taiqing Sect had arrived, some frowning while others were eager to try their hands.
It seemed that he could gather Ignore Points for quite a long time to come.
[Ignore Points +1]
[Ignore Points +1]
[Ignore Points +1]
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It wasn't until dusk that the sides stopped.
Each sect had sent five participants in total, ending in a draw, demonstrating the exceptional prowess of the younger generation of the five major sects.
That night, when Zhou Qing returned home, he tied the old hen aside and threw in some grains, then started boiling water for a bath.
Tonight, the Red Flame Dragon Lion bone would almost be exhausted, but at the same time, his "Silver Dragon Hand" was about to reach Minor Achievement.
After a night, when Zhou Qing emerged from the bath and stepped into the courtyard, his eyes gleamed. With a deep breath, the spiritual power within his body surged wildly like a tide.
He slowly raised his hands and began to quickly form several complex and profound hand seals in front of him.
As the hand seals changed, a layer of silver light gradually shrouded his hands, the light growing brighter, as if composed of countless intertwined silver threads.
A moment later, a pure spirit power-condensed silver dragon began to form between his hands.
The silver dragon bared its fangs and claws, incredibly lifelike, with scales shimmering in the sunlight, emitting a cold and dazzling brilliance.
Zhou Qing's expression suddenly became serious, he leaped into the air and shouted loudly, thrusting his hands forward with all his might.
The silver dragon roared, tearing through the air with a sharp whistle wherever it passed.
Boom!
When it struck the mountainside, there was first a deafening silence, followed by an earth-shattering boom.
The massive impact caused rocks and soil on the mountainside to splatter everywhere, with dust rising like thick black smoke.
However, he felt as if his spiritual power was drained dry, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his body swayed slightly, forcing him to descend quickly.
"This `Silver Dragon Hand` is far more powerful than I imagined. Now I've only condensed a silver dragon about three meters long, which is a minor achievement, yet it almost exhausted my spiritual power. It seems that unless absolutely necessary, I should avoid using it."
But he quickly became happy again.
He had just witnessed its power; if he pushed himself, he might be able to use it twice in a desperate situation, making it a valuable ace up his sleeve.
"Supreme Elder Duanmu Shu probably didn't expect me to achieve Minor Achievement in this divine technique so soon."
Zhou Qing felt a burst of pride, even a little grateful to his second uncle.
"I must quickly enhance my strength so that even if I'm forced to use it, I won't be as drained as I am now. Also, considering bones with dragon blood, this experiment has shown this to be a worthwhile cultivation path."
Zhou Qing immediately had a clear direction for his future path.
However, as he turned around, he was startled.
In the courtyard, the old hen was trembling all over, her beady eyes twitching up and down, and her feathers seemed extremely stimulated, standing on end as if they would explode at any moment.
"Did the sound earlier scare her?" Zhou Qing shook his head with a wry smile.
Just as he was about to enter the house and find some Spirit Stones to recover his spiritual power, the old hen's body suddenly contracted.
Then, a plump egg fell out, and the old hen let out a series of "cluck, cluck" sounds.
She then ignored everything and started pecking at a nearby pillar.
Zhou Qing was stunned. A moment later, he snapped out of it and ran over quickly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Because on that egg, strands of spiritual power flowed and wrapped around it like thread, making the surrounding space seem infused with a lively energy, becoming softer.
As Zhou Qing carefully picked it up, it was still warm.
"Spirit Stone? No, Spirit Egg!"
Zhou Qing could clearly feel that the spiritual essence within this egg was comparable to seven or eight lower-grade Spirit Stones.
No, it should be said that the spiritual power it contained was purer and almost free of impurities compared to the same amount of Spirit Stones.
Its purity was nearly on par with the Spirit Concealing Insect and Ice Soul Ghost Scale Fish Zhou Qing had refined before.
"It can actually purge impurities from spiritual power!"
Zhou Qing's eyes instantly became scorching, staring intently at the old hen pecking at the wood, filled with disbelief in his heart.
The vendor definitely missed this; he had picked up a huge bargain.
This was not an ordinary chicken; it was a rare Supreme Spirit Chicken!
Chicken, you are too beautiful!
Chicken, you are truly too beautiful!
Zhou Qing's face immediately filled with a flattering smile. He quickly approached, scattered some grains on the ground, then carefully straightened the old hen's head, and she pecked at the grains happily.
Zhou Qing grew more and more fond of her. She looked just like an ordinary barnyard chicken; what breed could she possibly be?
How did she end up living on a farm?