Chapter 71 - Chapter 71: Chapter 66 Blade Qj_1 (2/2)

Qin Niu could now live to 61 years old, which placed him among those who enjoyed a greater longevity.

After checking his cultivation level, he set himself a goal to break through to the third level of mortal cultivation as soon as possible.

Breaking through to the second level of mortal cultivation, he had surpassed over 99% of ordinary mortals and could be considered a master among them.

However, there were still quite a few people who had reached this realm.

For example, in Jade Stream Town, it would be just feasible to gather a hundred second-level mortal experts.

Most of them had poured into the cities, with only a small portion being recruited by the Yan Family.

Others might possibly obtain their income through hunting and other methods, leading a free and easy lifestyle.

If Qin Niu were willing to work as a Protector for the Yan Family right now, he could immediately have an annual salary of twenty taels of silver money.

This income far exceeded that of ordinary farmers and superior farmers.

In fact, the so-called superior farmers were just middle-tier farmers.

They might have reached the standard of a middle-tier farmer in just one area.

“I should be able to cultivate under the Ancient Banyan Tree for a few hours today,11 he thought.

Having experienced the substantial strength that came with increased cultivation and significantly extended lifespan, he was becoming somewhat addicted.

He stood up, preparing to check the condition of the treasured sword.

Instinctively, he glanced at the crabgrass that grew by rhe well.

To his surprise, it seemed to have changed a bit.

A faint purple pattern was now visible on its blades.

Could it be that this clump of grass was also transforming?

Was this a case of “when one person attains enlightenment, even his pets ascend to heaven”?

After examining it for a while, Qin Niu couldn’t help but laugh wryly.

This clump of crabgrass was his lucky grass, and as long as it didn’t die on its own, he planned to keep it forever.

Moreover, every time he sat by the well to cultivate, the overflowing power of the Everlasting Spring Technique would nourish it.

After observing for a while and detecting no other abnormalities, he decided not to fuss over it.

Qin Niu arrived at the ‘Soldier Nurturing Pond,1 and when he lifted the cover, he keenly noticed that it felt lighter in his hands. At first, he thought it was because his strength had increased a lot after rhe cultivation improvement, which made rhe cover seem lighter.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the wooden cover had turned into rotten wood overnight.

Ancient Banyan Tree Blood was simply poison to plants.

Even this wooden cover, which hadn’t touched it, had been corroded.

Qin Niu considered finding some stone slabs to use as a cover.

Such bluestone slabs were not hard to find.

They were everywhere.

Many poor people liked to use bluestone to erect tombstones for their deceased elders.

Over time, neglected tombstones were often picked up by villagers to pave roads, so they could be found everywhere.

Inside the stone trough, the Ancient Banyan Tree Blood had not dried up but had become much lighter in color.

He rook our the treasured sword.

As it absorbed the green Banyan Tree Blood from the blade by itself, one could clearly see the green patterns within the sword body.

They seemed somewhat chaotic, like tree roots, crisscrossing irregularly.

The treasured sword felt like it was very satisfied when held in his hand, as if it was a misperception.

It was as comfortable as a person who was well-fed and content.

Trying a chop, he unexpectedly unleashed a trace of blade qi so subtle it was almost imperceptible.

He could hardly believe his eyes.

Chopping through the air a few more times, each swing was rhe same.

“Awesome!” he exclaimed, his face beaming with joy.

Having only been nurtured for such a short period, the treasured sword could already produce blade qi.

Though still faint, he believed that as long as he persisted, it would inevitably become stronger.

He had heard that the divine weapons of the powerful could cleave mountains or sever rivers with a single chop, possessing incredibly terrifying might.

He did not expect this treasured sword to become such a divine weapon, but if the blade qi could be strengthened just a bit more, cutting through an enemy’s armor would probably be no different than slicing vegetables.

Even rhe top-grade Hundred-Tempering Black Armor would be as vulnerable as tofu skin in front of his treasured sword..