Chapter 156: Let’s Set a Fire and Burn It Down

Among the six secret manuals, three were cultivation methods for the Soul Extermination Art, the Spirit Detaining Art, and the ninth tier of the Phantom Unmatched.

The remaining three were advanced versions: the Greater Soul Extermination Art, the Greater Spirit Detaining Art, and the Ghostly Shadow Without Trace.

This time, apart from not being dragged out for execution, Qinchuan had essentially completely ransacked the ancestral home of Black Wind Cliff.

"Alright, once I devour these, I can call it a day."

"Ding! Devouring successful. Quality enhancement chance increased by 5%."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for advancing to level 41."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for advancing to level 42."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for unlocking the Throat Chakra."

"Ding! Warm reminder: Maxing out the three stages of the Flowing Strike skill will unlock the secret technique: Shooting Star Chasing the Moon."

......

Qinchuan initiated devouring once more, leaving not even a trace of slag behind, save for a few earth crystals to serve as pocket change.

"Haha, the secret technique is unlocked?! And I've opened another pulse chakra as well. Not bad, not bad."

The harvest this time was truly beyond imagination, and Qinchuan was in high spirits. He maxed out the three stages of Flowing Strike to level 6 and then checked his attribute panel.

Level 1 Shooting Star Chasing the Moon (Secret Technique): All three stages deal an additional 150% attack damage, with a 40-second cooldown.

First Layer Throat Chakra: When unleashing intimidation, use the voice to enhance the effect of the Heart Chakra, increasing the intimidation effect by 5% per layer.

"Mhm, all of this is fantastic."

Following that, Qinchuan checked his overflowing origin power and glanced at his vital energy value. A wild idea suddenly surged into his mind.

Qinchuan currently possessed over 200,000 vital energy points, and upgrading the Navel Chakra could significantly increase the quality enhancement probability.

With a hardened resolve, Qinchuan decided to invest all of it into boosting the quality enhancement probability.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host. Fixed quality success rate increased by 5%."

......

In the blink of an eye, Qinchuan elevated the Heart and Navel Chakras to level 7, granting a fixed success rate of 35%.

Combined with the system's rewarded permanent 10% probability, the success rate became 45%. With the additional 5% probability just acquired, the overall success rate reached a staggering 50%.

"Alright, fortune favors the bold; let's turn this bicycle into a motorcycle."

At this moment, Qinchuan prepared for a major gamble, using the newly acquired origin power to elevate his quality.

Each enhancement currently required roughly 200 billion evolution points, meaning Qinchuan had about twenty-some chances.

If he didn't take a gamble now, it simply wouldn't make any sense.

Qinchuan rubbed his hands together excitedly, resembling a gambler about to step onto the stage.

"Quality enhancement!"

"Ding! Evolution failed. Consumed 215.2 billion evolution points."

This outcome was not the least bit surprising. Legendary quality was already exceptionally rare, and trying to push it further was truly no easy feat.

"Ding! Evolution failed..."

After two consecutive failures, Qinchuan maintained his composure and executed a fierce series of operations without blinking.

"Ding! Evolution failed..."

......

After a dozen or so attempts, Qinchuan even began to break a slight sweat, as this probability felt utterly rigged—a 50% chance felt completely fake.

"Damn it all, succeed for me!"

Growing somewhat irritated, Qinchuan let out a roar and went on a frantic clicking spree.

"Ding! Evolution failed..."

"Ding! Evolution failed..."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host on a successful evolution. Quality upgraded to Epic."

A faint golden-red light emanated from Qinchuan's body, appearing both noble and domineering.

Hearing the gratifying prompt, Qinchuan finally let out a soft breath.

"Good grief, I've completely exhausted my evolution points. I really do feel a bit like a prodigal."

"Congratulations to master on a successful evolution. With your current quality, you are among the very best in the Spirit Realm."

Long Ao was also subdued by Qinchuan's sheer madness. Just imagine, who else could accumulate so much origin power at once and launch such a high-stakes gamble?

The evolution process for spiritual objects was usually gradual, with slow accumulation, making every single choice cautious and deliberate.

The higher the tier, the longer the accumulation time required; should an evolution fail, one wouldn't even know how much time and resources would be wasted in starting over.

A blatant display of wealth and reckless spending like Qinchuan's was truly unprecedented, and the number of evolutions he had undergone even surpassed that of ninth-tier spiritual objects.

Following this evolution, Qinchuan's attributes had undergone a massive transformation.

[Host]: Qinchuan
[Title]: Two-Star Commander (All attributes +175)
[Type]: Dragon-Patterned Cold Jade Sword (3)
[Rank]: Lower-Tier Fifth-Grade (Attached baseline sharpness value +20%, baseline speed value +20%)
[Quality]: Epic (Attached all baseline attributes +50%)
[Level]: 42
[Attributes]
Sharpness: 1115 + 2007 (180%) + 780.5 (70%) = 3900+
Toughness: 1018 + 1476.5 (145%) + 509 (50%) = 3000+
Speed: 977 + 1416.25 (145%) + 683.9 (70%) = 3080+

This wave of attribute boosts was undeniably fierce, leaving Qinchuan immensely satisfied.

Qinchuan couldn't help but chuckle mischievously, "It seems robbing the rich to help oneself is truly the most righteous path."

A moment later, Qinchuan returned to the first floor. After a brief contemplation, he said, "Long Ao, set fire to the place. Let's make sure it's thoroughly cleaned out."

"Master, you're utterly ruthless, and I love it. Haha!"

Long Ao laughed heartily as a dragon phantom manifested within the pagoda. Then, spewing several mouthfuls of flames, roaring fires instantly surged upward, billowing thick smoke.

Qinchuan directly threw open the pagoda doors, revealing the Dragon-Patterned Cold Crystal Sword.

At that moment, billowing thick smoke drifted out from the tower.

The guarding elder broke out in a cold sweat. He rushed forward with an expression of gnashing teeth.

"Bastard, what is the meaning of this? I'll carve you into pieces!"

Barely ten minutes after Qinchuan had entered, such a massive disaster had occurred. This elder was practically driven insane with rage.

"Intimidation!"
"Shooting Star Chasing the Moon!"

The moment the elder reached the pagoda entrance, a black sword shot out from the thick smoke with the velocity of a falling star.

"Ah!"
"Pfft!"
"Ding! Triggered 60% deceleration effect."
"Ding! Triggered freeze, lasting for three seconds."

With a single sword strike, Qinchuan successfully triggered the freeze effect. This 75% freeze chance was indeed overpowered.

"Glide!"

Under the state of the secret technique, Qinchuan's entire body radiated a golden-red glow.

Bursting out from the thick smoke, he recalled the Dragon-Patterned Cold Crystal Sword and slammed it fiercely into the ground.

"Heavy Strike!"
"Bang!"
"Ding! Obtained 250 merit points. Slew an inner sect elder of Black Wind Cliff, additionally obtaining 500 merit points."
"Ding! Obtained 55 vital energy."

Under the secret technique state, Qinchuan's Heavy Strike damage soared as high as 7,000+, obliterating the inner sect elder in a single instant.

"Haha, using this secret technique feels exceptionally satisfying."

Having slain the guarding elder, Qinchuan felt his blood still pumping, so he carved a large line of characters onto a boulder beside the treasury:

*Laughing aloud, I walk out the door; are people like us born to be mere weeds?*
Signature: Qinchuan.

At this moment, Qinchuan appeared utterly lawless and reckless. Not only had he looted the treasury of Black Wind Cliff, but he had also burned countless spirit techniques to ashes, leaving his full name boldly carved upon a boulder.

Such actions were blatantly provoking enmity, as if he were afraid the people of Black Wind Cliff wouldn't hunt him down for revenge.

"Haha, the master is truly imposing!"

Long Ao also deeply admired Qinchuan's fearless and untamed disposition. He cared only for his own gratification, completely unconcerned about whether Black Wind Cliff liked it or not.

In truth, Qinchuan's mindset was very simple: since he had already offended them, he might as well offend them to the death. If they had the capability, let them come pursue him.

The world was vast and wide, free for him to roam as he pleased.

If they couldn't kill him, it would only make him stronger.

At this moment, Qinchuan was like a wild horse breaking free from its reins—both violent and unrestrained.

"Big Boss is truly too uninhibited! He actually dares to pull off something like this!"
"There is nothing in this world that Big Boss wouldn't dare to do. Little Blackie, you better learn well from this."
"Mhm, mhm."

Amidst the billowing smoke, Qinchuan mounted Little Blackie's back and soared high into the sky with a whoosh.

"This is bad! The treasury is on fire! Put out the fire quickly!"

Amidst the chaotic shouts, Qinchuan swaggered away from Black Wind Cliff in style.

A moment later, Shang Guihong arrived with a group of elders, staring at the nine-tiered pagoda that was nearly reduced to ashes. They were so heartbroken they couldn't even shed tears.

"The inner sect defenses are tightly secured. How could something like this possibly happen?"
"Look quickly, there are words carved here."
*"Laughing aloud, I walk out the door; are people like us born to be mere weeds?! Qinchuan!"*
*"Qinchuan!"*
*"Qinchuan!"*
......

At this instant, everyone was completely dumbfounded. Qinchuan had moved in and out of Black Wind Cliff as if it were his own backyard, not only looting the treasury but also burning it down to the last scrap.

They all felt a burning sensation across their faces. This time, Black Wind Cliff had not only suffered catastrophic losses, but its reputation had also been dragged completely through the dirt.

"Pfft!"

Shang Guihong vomited blood on the spot from sheer rage, gnashing his teeth as he declared, "Kill him! At any and all costs!"