Second Week, I’m Really Not A Villain

Chapter 40: It's Too Difficult to Advance in Cultivation

In order to avoid being trampled on by Qin Qingyue again tomorrow night, Qin Luo immediately started practicing after changing his clothes.

Whether it was because the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Technique was extremely profound or because of his strong comprehension ability, as soon as Qin Luo entered the state of cultivation, he felt like he had become a sea eye, with endless spiritual energy gathering around him as the center. All 36,000 pores on his body expanded, crazily absorbing and refining the gathered spiritual energy, transforming it into spiritual power that settled deep in his Qi Sea.

"Boom..."

The Spirit Gathering Formation arranged above the Prime Minister's Mansion sensed the rapid loss of spiritual energy inside the mansion and automatically activated, drawing in spiritual energy from the outside world, maintaining a certain concentration of spiritual energy within the mansion.

Among the entire mansion, only three people noticed the abnormality of the Spirit Gathering Formation.

"When Qingyue started cultivating back then, the Spirit Gathering Formation also operated day and night like this. Liu Chengyin, if you had come to drug that brat with the Soul Confusion Soup thirteen years ago, it would have been so much better..."

In the study, Qin Wude was reviewing the memorials in front of him, but his mind was constantly disturbed by the movement of the Spirit Gathering Formation. At a certain moment, he let out a long sigh.

"Wife, did you see that? Young Master has finally grown up. I will definitely protect him in your place. You can rest peacefully in the afterlife!"

Fuling couldn't sleep all night, her gaze never leaving the rotating formation in the sky.

On the roof of a certain attic, the graceful figure of a young girl hung in the sky like a lonely and cold moon.

"So this is the technique that idiot developed..."

Qin Qingyue extended her fair hand, recalling the scene of Qin Luo creating the Thousand Birds Spiral Pill in the evening. After closing her eyes and pondering for a moment, a sphere completely compressed from the power of thunder quickly manifested in her palm.

"The principle of this technique is simple, but it requires extremely precise control of spiritual power. If one is not careful, this ball of thunder power will explode."

Qin Qingyue pondered, her phoenix eyes shimmering with ripples of thought.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that her useless younger brother had such astonishing talent in cultivation.

...

The next morning.

As the first ray of sunlight rose, the sound of thunder faintly echoed in the small courtyard's room.

Qin Luo sat cross-legged on the bed, and with each breath, strands of thunder entered and exited his nostrils.

"It's done!"

After completing the final circulation of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Technique, Qin Luo suddenly opened his eyes. Two beams of electric light shot out several meters from his pupils, truly resembling lightning.

"It took me the whole night to break through a small realm. It's so difficult to advance in cultivation."

Qin Luo complained to himself.

Little did he know that if other cultivators who had spent three to five years without breaking through a small realm heard his complaint, they would be envious and jealous to the point of spitting blood.

"The Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Technique that Qin Qingyue gave me is so powerful. Even if it's not one of the seven volumes of the Heavenly Evolution Art, it's not much inferior to the Heavenly Evolution Art."

The more Qin Luo cultivated the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Technique, the more he realized that this technique was extraordinary. The destructive power of thunder attribute was already formidable, and coupled with his ability to constantly temper his flesh with thunder power, it was simply a perfect combination of offense and defense.

If he hadn't witnessed Qin Qingyue burning the manual, Qin Luo would have believed that the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Technique was one of the seven volumes of the Heavenly Evolution Art.

"If I continue to progress at this rate of breaking through a small realm overnight, by the time chaos breaks out in the world two and a half months later, I will at most reach the Body Integration stage, which is two levels stronger than Saintess Liu..."

Qin Luo pondered and calculated, making a decision to develop in a despicable and opportunistic manner.

The Mahayana Stage is only qualified to be a sandbag for Qin Qingyue.

The situation outside is too chaotic. The Immortal Alliance and the rebels of the Beimang Mountain are both restless. In addition, the Soul Sect, whose depth is unknown, is hiding in the dark. He is definitely going to develop to the highest level before making a move. At that time, he will crush all enemies in all directions. I said I'm not the antagonist, so I'm not the antagonist. Which assassin would dare to come and assassinate me like in the original work?

"Take it one step at a time. The small goal is to not be trampled underfoot by Qin Qingyue."

With this in mind, Qin Luo closed his eyes and continued to practice the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Method, immersing himself in cultivation.

He practiced diligently. Throughout the day, except for necessary eating, drinking, and bodily functions, he spent all his time in bed.

Unconsciously, the sun set and the crimson sunset poured into the room like blood.

Qin Luo seemed to sense something and turned his head to look at the window.

Sure enough, his good sister arrived on time, floating outside the window, looking down at him with her unique noble and cold gaze.

"If you kneel down and apologize to me, and then go and bow your head to father, I can spare you today," Qin Qingyue preemptively said in a calm tone.

"Apologize for what? If you want to fight, then fight. Stop wasting words!" Qin Luo, brave as ever, leaped out of the window and took the initiative to assume an attacking posture.

Qin Qingyue's eyes flashed with surprise when she saw this. She thought her useless younger brother would be afraid of her arrival, but she didn't expect him to be so actively anticipating it.

In fact, Qin Luo was indeed looking forward to it. If Qin Qingyue had only come to humiliate and beat him, he wouldn't even have time to run away. But now he knew that his good sister had actually come to help him improve his strength.

If he wasn't proactive about improving his strength, then there must be something wrong with his brain.

"Show me all your cultivation." After a moment of silence, Qin Qingyue spoke, and a fluctuation of Qi Refining Stage Four spiritual power emanated from her.

"Today, I will suppress my cultivation to the same level as yours. Within the same stage, you are no match for me. If you get beaten to death, it's your own fault."

Qin Luo couldn't stand Qin Qingyue's superior attitude the most. Without thinking, he erupted with his Qi Refining Stage Six cultivation. Electric currents surrounded his entire body, making him look like a thunderous beast.

Seeing this, Qin Qingyue's eyebrows twitched, but she remained calm and also raised her spiritual power from Qi Refining Stage Four to Qi Refining Stage Six.

"Qin Qingyue, take this Thunder Strike!" Qin Luo mobilized his spiritual power, condensing a thunderous staff in his palm. Electric currents erupted from his legs as he leaped several meters high, bringing down the staff with a fierce momentum towards Qin Qingyue.

...

"Alright, alright, let's stop. It's boring. If you want to electrocute me, go ahead!" Half an hour later, Qin Luo, panting heavily, lay on the ground, completely sprawled out in the shape of the character "大," looking like a dead pig being electrocuted by Qin Qingyue.

It's not that Qin Luo didn't want to fight with Qin Qingyue, but he simply couldn't. Although Qin Qingyue suppressed her cultivation to the same level as his, her combat experience and mastery of various exquisite techniques were beyond Qin Luo's comparison. Once they fought seriously, Qin Luo wouldn't even be able to withstand a single blow from her.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle."

Seeing Qin Luo's resolute surrender, Qin Qingyue hesitated for a moment, and a strand of electric light bloomed from her fingertips, tentatively striking him.

(End of this chapter)