Chapter 9: Refining Tens of Thousands of Martial Arts, My Sword Techniques Are All Ultimate Moves!

The young man with the bone fan sized Qin Ming up and down, as if appraising a treasure within easy reach.

Qin Ming was a waste, but the Dao bone within him was anything but useless.

The reason the Heavenly Ascension Sect had once named Qin Ming a Dao Child was largely because of this Dao bone.

What surprised everyone greatly was that although the Dao bone was defiant of the heavens, Qin Ming himself was too worthless to cultivate.

“By the way, Sect Leader, what about Ruyan and Bufan? Where are they?”

The young man with the bone fan glanced at Qin Ming with little goodwill.

If it weren’t for the need to use this waste’s Dao bone, he wouldn’t even bother with him.

Qin Ming looked at the young man with meaning and said, “If you want to see them, I can help.”

He was a kind-hearted person.

In this world of joys and sorrows, reuniting a family was a great virtue.

“Don’t babble too much. The altar is right there. Just obediently let your bones be carved. If your Dao bone can really help me and my cousin Liu Bufan become geniuses, Ruyan would definitely be happy.”

“When Ruyan’s happy, isn’t it you who benefits most?”

The bone fan man egged him on.

A pleased expression appeared on Qin Ming’s face, looking excited. He beckoned the bone fan man over.

Seeing Qin Ming’s urgent expression, the bone fan man smiled and approached—truly a sycophant.

But as he neared, Qin Ming’s palm swiftly struck down.

With a sickening sound, his head throbbed painfully.

It wasn’t that his brain was about to grow, but that it had shattered.

The bone fan man could even see his own brains splattered like pulp, white mixed with crimson.

Then came endless darkness.

Thud!

The headless corpse fell to the ground.

“So stupid, death is well deserved.”

“Not even relaxing your guard around your own brother, let alone outsiders,” Qin Ming said coldly, glancing at the bone fan man’s corpse.

This man had paid the tuition of life.

Without any ripple, he threw the body into the Nine Dragons Heaven Burial Cauldron to be refined.

Soon, subtle pure energy was released inside him.

His cultivation remained unchanged, but his longevity blood increased by a faint trace.

With a kick, he opened the treasure vault.

The loud sound roused the cultivators of the Liu family, who hurried over.

“A worthless Dao Child? This treasure vault is where my Liu family guards the bride price. How dare you touch it?”

Qin Ming said nothing, only twitching the corner of his mouth.

Wasn’t this bride price theirs from the Heavenly Ascension Sect?

The Liu family’s betrayal came first; don’t blame him for being ruthless.

A Liu family cultivator in hemp clothing snorted coldly, “Don’t waste words on him. It’s a rare chance to give this worthless Dao Child a lesson.”

After speaking, the others exchanged glances and revealed savage expressions as they moved forward to attack.

But such actions were nothing but suicide.

Their cultivation was far inferior to the bone fan man’s and thus no match for Qin Ming.

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Soon, cries of agony rose one after another.

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