Chapter Sixty-Three: Fourfold Experience That Cannot Be Forsaken

Indeed, the Swift Spirit Leopard Lord was so furious, he was nearly ready to explode.
"Leopard Leap Flash!"
At that moment, the Swift Spirit Leopard Lord’s skill had already refreshed, and he immediately launched a triple jump, pouncing forward.
Three leaps in one second—such speed was truly remarkable; under normal circumstances, no spirit beast could possibly escape.
But Qin Chuan was prepared. He used a Flow Strike to lock onto a distant Swift Spirit Leopard.
The level 19 Swift Spirit Leopard lacked the awareness and speed of the Lord, so it couldn’t evade Qin Chuan’s skill lock.
A piercing cry, a dull thud, and the familiar chime of a kill.
After dispatching the locked target, Qin Chuan smoothly slid and blinked, unleashing a combo and easily collecting several more kills.
"Damn it! This guy is so sly!"
Having missed with his pounce, the Swift Spirit Leopard Lord gritted his teeth and chased after him.
As the Lord closed in, Qin Chuan returned to his original position, hunting the nearby Swift Spirit Leopards.
"Good heavens!"
Missing twice in succession, the Lord was so enraged he was nearly coughing blood.
"Please, Brother Black Demon Sword, don’t chase me!"
"I regret not having grown a couple more legs!"
"Lord, save us!"
Screams and cries filled the air, and before long, the mighty legion of Swift Spirit Leopards was more than half destroyed.
"Retreat! All of you retreat ten miles. No one is to advance without my command!"
At the Lord’s order, every leopard scrambled and fled, rolling and crawling, utterly disgracing their leader.
"Come on, leave me a few!"
The sound of kills chimed again and again.
"Rage value full."
Qin Chuan used blink and Flow Strike to take out several, then unleashed his ultimate, salvaging a bit of loss.
This last offensive brought a strange smile to his lips.
"My quadruple experience, they're all running so fast—how am I supposed to chase them?"
He could only gaze after the retreating leopards in frustration, though fortunately, the Lord remained, confident and unwilling to flee.
Otherwise, he’d have suffered a huge loss.
At this moment, Qin Chuan inexplicably muttered, "Little brother, it’s all up to you!"
The Sleep Bug, hidden nearby, understood and dashed out.
"Black Demon Sword, after you’ve slaughtered so many of my brethren, I’ll tear you to pieces and devour you bite by bite!"
The Swift Spirit Leopard Lord blocked Qin Chuan’s path, so furious his whiskers quivered in the wind.
Facing the Lord’s interception, Qin Chuan was at ease, joking, "Wow, since when did spirit beasts start eating spirit weapons? Aren’t you worried about getting indigestion?"

In his fury, the Swift Spirit Leopard Lord forcibly suppressed his temper, licking his claws and narrowing his eyes.
"Hmph, you can laugh now, but I’ve seen through you. To kill a few more of my kin, you’ve used up all your skills."
"This is the perfect opportunity for revenge, a gift from the heavens!"
"Your flying sword attack skill requires at least twenty seconds to refresh."
"So... prepare to die!"
The Lord was confident in his judgment, so he engaged Qin Chuan directly.
"Leopard Leap Flash!"
He took the initiative, using the skill to leap three times in one second, arriving five meters from Qin Chuan.
"Leopard Shadow Strike!"
His massive claw swept across five meters, crushing the sword shadow in 0.1 seconds.
"Haha, I hit him!"
"Wait, no—the shadow didn’t activate!"
The Lord quickly sensed something was wrong. If he had truly hit or killed, the shadow would have triggered.
A shrill cry.
Qin Chuan had blinked sideways five meters, then followed with a Flow Strike.
"Haha, so adorably foolish!"
Truth was, Qin Chuan had several chances to kill the Lord earlier, but he pretended to avoid a direct confrontation, just to slay more leopards.
First, to confuse his opponent, giving the Lord the impression that he feared a head-on fight.
Second, and more importantly, to maximize his quadruple experience.
He seemed to have exhausted all his skills, leading with blink and Flow Strike before his ultimate.
But after the round, both skills had actually refreshed.
Flow Strike refreshed upon kill, and blink overlapped with a three-second timer.
Qin Chuan’s aim was simply to boost the Lord’s sense of certainty.
As expected, blinded by rage and desperate for a kill, the Lord fell for it.
Seeing the speeding black sword, the Lord was so stunned he could barely speak. "How... how is this possible?!"
But reality was clear; with the speed of his spirit core, he could never match Qin Chuan.
The Cold Iron Sword flew, laughing heartily, "Surprised? Didn’t expect that, did you?"
At the last moment, the Lord could only twist aside, taking the hit head-on.
A heavy impact.
"Critical hit triggered: damage increased by 150% and knockback effect."
"25% slow effect triggered."
The devastating effect of the critical hit nearly took the Lord's life.
Fortunately, his resilience was slightly higher than that of the Swift Firebird Lord.
Suffering the blow, the Lord screamed in agony, "Ah! How can the damage be so high? This is killing me!"
"Sorry, but I did promise to take your life—though a bit late, it’s here now!"

Qin Chuan elegantly slid forward, closing in and delivering a final attack.
"Fatal strike triggered."
"Kill: Level 20, third-tier inferior variant Swift Spirit Leopard Lord. Experience gained: 31,250. Over-leveled kill bonus: 100% experience—congratulations, host, you have gained 62,500 experience."
"Kill: Elite subordinate of the Plains Ruler. Bonus experience: 62,500."
"Yes, done!"
Qin Chuan couldn't help but cheer. This had taken quite some effort; the Lord was unexpectedly tough.
"Devour the source!"
"Devour successful, 6,000 evolution points gained."
"Devour successful, 380 evolution points gained."
The unfortunate Lord never even got to unleash his ultimate before perishing.
Even if he had, it would have made no difference, for Qin Chuan’s combat awareness and skill far surpassed his.
No matter how the Lord struggled, he couldn’t escape death.
Qin Chuan happily absorbed the pure source power, sighing with delight, "Quadruple experience is wonderful—another hundred plus kills added."
"Hmm, those in the air I can’t do much about, but those on the ground won’t escape!"
To Qin Chuan, the fleeing leopards were all running bundles of quadruple experience.
"This Lord did me a favor, leaving them waiting ten miles away—ha!"
"That’s practically stationary quadruple experience!"
Now Qin Chuan could see a mass of experience points waiting to be harvested.
"The king sent me to patrol the mountain, so I roam the spirit realm..."
He sang his lively song as he advanced.
"Big brother, they’re all five miles ahead, neatly crouched on the ground, so well-behaved!"
Sleep Bug came panting, for the leopards weren’t slow runners.
"Well done, little brother. This time, I’ll wipe out the entire Swift Spirit Leopard legion."
"No problem, big brother. Running errands is nothing."
Having run into two elite groups back-to-back, Qin Chuan grew more cautious.
"Little brother, I have a task for you: scout the surroundings within ten miles."
"Right away, big brother!"
"Be careful, don’t let them catch you."
"Don’t worry, big brother."
After giving instructions and watching Sleep Bug depart, Qin Chuan quietly made his way toward the leopards’ location.
"Haha, my quadruple experience, here I come!"