Immortality: Raising an Ant Queen to Cultivate by increasing stat points

Chapter 365 - 358: Just a Matter of One Stroke_1

Chapter 365: Chapter 358: Just a Matter of One Stroke_1

“Innate Realm is like ants!”

Despite his grave injuries, the elder squeezed out the words with difficulty, his contempt for the Innate Realm remaining unabated even in the Spirit Qi Realm.

Only one realm apart, yet those in the Spirit Qi Realm saw themselves as gods towering above, with those in the Innate Realm as mere mortals in their eyes.

Qin Niu’s lips curled upward, his gaze cold and resolute.

The elder considered him an ant, yet he looked upon the elder as a sick cat.

He had already killed a Spirit Qi Realm expert.

Eliminating such an existence, he had gained a bit of experience. If he could conquer the fear in his heart, and coupled with a divine weapon, a Spirit Qi Realm expert was but a single slash away.

However, killing such powerful beings carried extreme risk.

If he failed to kill with one strike, he was likely to be counter-killed by the opponent.

Qin Niu wasted no words and executed the Misty Rain Elusive Step, closing the distance in a blink. He swung his blade in a plain and straightforward slash.

It was his most skilled Slash Martial Skill.

The brilliant Blade Qi was even stronger than the elder’s full-force swing of his treasured sword by threefold.

“Is that, is that a Spirit Blade?”

The elder’s pupils shrank suddenly, and a look of horror spread over his defeated face.

Instinctively, he swung his sword in defense.

Cold light and sword shadows, brilliant as a waterfall.

The elder’s sword technique was extremely refined.

As Qin Niu’s Blade Qi slashed through, a barely perceptible thin black line appeared in front of him.

That black line was incredibly unstable.

It was Qin Niu’s strongest slashing specialty, Rupture.

Compared to the elder’s splendid sword technique, his blade technique seemed downright rustic.

But it was precisely this seemingly unsophisticated slash that instantly scattered the elder’s myriad sword lights.

The fearsome Blade Qi tore viciously through the elder’s body.

“Uh… not only do you have a Spirit Blade, but you also understand the laws of martial arts…”

A line of blood appeared in the center of the elder’s forehead, then rapidly expanded.

His eyes were filled with resentment and ferocity.

“You won’t live either…”

As he spoke, a chillingly eerie smile crept across his face.

In the instant the elder’s corpse split in two, a black bolt of light shot out.

Qin Niu inwardly cursed his misfortune and immediately exerted his full power to activate the King Pig Leather Armor, forming a layer of qi armor for defense.

Snap!

The black bolt of light hit his face, its speed just too fast.

There was no time to dodge.

Then, ignoring his qi armor’s defense, the black bolt landed on his face guard.

And turned into a wisp of black mist that burrowed into Qin Niu’s nostrils.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, the speed was simply too fast.

He didn’t have time to react at all.

It felt like it should be an insect.

But he didn’t see it clearly.

Insects that could transform into mist were mostly Gu.

Qin Niu felt a wave of dizziness and his first instinct was to blow his nose.

He wanted to get rid of the Gu.

But it was of no use.

Once it entered Qin Niu’s nostrils, it seemed to vanish.

Without a trace.

A sense of fear washed over Qin Niu, and thinking back on the elder’s extremely strange smile just before dying, he knew this Gu was definitely not anything good.

He felt nothing unusual in his body for the moment.

And after inspecting internally with his thoughts, he found nothing either.

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The sky was already darkening.

His plan was to collect the termites, loot the spoils of battle, process the corpses, and then hurry home.

If he was lucky, he might find something on the old man’s corpse that could solve the problem with that black Gu.

When summoning the termites lurking around to return, Qin Niu was horrified to discover that some of the termites had been poisoned to death.

These termites included worker ants and tiger-striped soldier ants.

They had previously attacked that jet-black spider.

But it seemed that the spider was extremely poisonous.

All termites that had bitten it had their bodies rot and perforate, losing nearly a hundred and thirty worker and soldier ants.

Although the tiger-striped soldier ants now had mass production capability,

losing so many at once still caused Qin Niu unspeakable pain.

The black spider eaten by the termites was spat out by the old man. Qin Niu couldn’t help but think about the black Gu that had burrowed into his own body; could they be the same species?

He had thought that after the Hundred-Tempering Immortal Sect wiped out the Southern Border Gu Masters, the art of Gu had been lost.

But it seemed that this thing simply couldn’t be eradicated.

Among the insect masters Qin Niu had come into contact with, he had already found two who were secretly practicing Gu techniques.

Elder Jiu Yin learned Gu techniques and cultivated a nearly immortal Taiyin Yaoyao.

Now this old man had also mastered Gu techniques, raising a distinctly poisonous black spider, as well as a Blood Gu.

Qin Niu felt that this man’s Gu cultivation was not on the same path as Elder Jiu Yin’s.

Elder Jiu Yin combined Gu cultivation with insect control, and the insects he raised mainly had strong regenerative abilities.

This old man, however, focused his cultivation on illusion and Gu poison.

Qin Niu’s termites could not say they were impervious to all poisons, but there were not many things that could directly poison them to death.

They had eaten centipedes, poisonous spiders, scorpions, snakes, extremely poisonous wasps, corpse bees, and so on, never showing any signs of being poisoned to death.

Even when they were once affected by corpse poison, they had quickly recovered and then returned to health.

The black spider they ate this time, although it didn’t seem large, was extremely venomous. It poisoned more than a hundred and thirty termites in one go.

What kind of poison was it?

Qin Niu thought about the slain old man who had been bitten by his dark poison ants and showed no signs of poisoning.

Could it be because the old man had this extremely poisonous black Gu in his body?

Utilizing it to fight poison with poison, could this be why he was able to withstand the ant venom?

It was a possibility.

He thought for a moment, took out a small jar, and collected all the dead termite bodies into it.

Now that the intensely poisonous black spider had been eaten by them, collecting the termite corpses was, in effect, also collecting the remains of that black spider.

Keeping them might have some unexpected uses.

With a few bounds, he reached the old man’s corpse and unapologetically claimed the precious sword as his own. It would be a fine gift for his wife.

It was a divine weapon capable of unleashing Sword Qi.

When Qin Niu had used the Ink Blade to kill the old man, the latter, upon seeing his powerful Blade Qi, exclaimed that it was a spirit weapon.

It seemed that spirit weapons were probably a bit more advanced than divine weapons.

That wasn’t hard to understand.

A divine weapon is a weapon that has evolved some special abilities, such as the ability to unleash Blade Qi or Sword Qi. Or perhaps their material is exceptionally special and rare in the world, able to slice through iron as if it were mud, and can be called divine weapons.

Spirit weapons, however, are more advanced.

They have acquired spirituality, and their special abilities are stronger.

They can even coordinate with their master to attack or automatically protect them.

Qin Ni’s Ink Blade had been nourished by Ancient Banyan Tree Blood and had already evolved into a spirit weapon.

It was now evolving towards an even higher level.

What it could develop into in the future was still uncertain.

He would certainly find ways to assist its evolution.

Because it was his weapon, critical for protecting his life and slaying enemies when the moment came.

Qin Niu crouched down and began to loot the old man’s corpse.

The first thing he found was a waist badge.

He had seen this type of badge many times before; it was nothing new.

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