Chapter Seven: I’m Here to Gain Experience
“Ding! You have slain a level 9 Gale Wolf Lord, gaining 2000 experience points. Over-level kill bonus: an extra 100% experience. Congratulations, you have received 4000 experience points.”
“Ding! You have slain the Gale Wolf Lord and gained 10 points of Fury.”
“Devour the Essence!”
Qin Chuan activated Devour once again. A surge of pure essence flooded through him, nearly intoxicating him with bliss.
“Ding! Devour successful. You have gained 400 Evolution Points.”
Evolution Points: 790/1600
Experience: 6750/12800
Fury: 10/100
“Very nice. The Lord’s experience is indeed plentiful—my experience bar just made a leap forward.”
Qin Chuan was thoroughly satisfied as he checked his gains.
At that moment, the Gale Wolf Lord’s final, wretched howl at last drew the attention of the wolf pack.
“Brothers, this is bad! The Lord is dead!”
“How could this happen? What on earth happened?”
“The Lord must’ve been ambushed! Brothers, let’s avenge him together!”
“That’s right! Let’s tear him to pieces!”
The gale wolves’ eyes all turned blood-red; they abandoned their siege of the Spirit-Fanged Ox and charged toward the Blackwood Sword.
Yet, to their confusion, the Blackwood Sword did not retreat—instead, it bounced cheerfully toward them.
“You rotten wooden sword! I’ll shred you to splinters. You didn’t even run away and actually delivered yourself to us—truly seeking your own death!”
“Could its core have malfunctioned? Has it gone mad?”
“Hahaha!”
Now, thirty gale wolves surrounded Qin Chuan, amusement glinting in their eyes.
Qin Chuan remained perfectly calm. With the Lord dead, these would all become experience and essence for him.
“Why should I run?”
“Ha! You fool. Then what are you here for?”
“Let me tell you—I’m here to farm experience!”
“Farm experience? What nonsense is that?”
The entire pack was bewildered; they had no idea what experience meant.
Just then, Qin Chuan moved again.
“Flow Strike!”
Flow Strike locked onto the nearest gale wolf.
“Ding! You have slain a level 7 Gale Wolf, gaining 350 experience.”
“Ding! You have slain a level 7 Gale Wolf, gaining 350 experience.”
...
Moments later, his ultimate was refreshed. Qin Chuan unleashed it directly into the densest part of the wolf pack.
A chorus of agonized wails followed, and his experience soared rapidly.
At present, the mutated Blackwood Sword’s sharpness was terrifying among its peers. The gale wolves, who had thought they’d easily dispatch Qin Chuan, instead found themselves only delivering their lives to him.
“Hahaha! This is sheer bliss—standing here and letting me kill you lot, how foolish!”
“Ding! Fury is at maximum.”
In the blink of an eye, Qin Chuan had slain nine gale wolves. Then, with a flash, he weaved through the pack.
“Dodge, dodge, dodge!”
With blade rising and falling, he made swift, clean attacks—one sword for each wolf. The Blackwood Sword’s movements were dazzling to behold.
The system’s pleasant chimes rang out in quick succession.
“Ding! You have slain a level 7 Gale Wolf, gaining 350 experience.”
...
“Haha, farming experience has never felt so good!”
In no time at all, more than half of the thirty gale wolves had perished.
“Brothers, what’s going on? I can’t even catch a glimpse of him!”
“No, he’s too fast! Someone save me!”
“Awooo!”
“This Blackwood Sword is a monster. We need to run!”
The remaining wolves finally realized something was terribly wrong and turned to flee.
“Haha! Trying to run? It’s far too late!”
Qin Chuan had long since anticipated this—none of them would escape.
From a distance, other spirit beasts witnessed a bizarre sight: a pack of gale wolves fleeing for their lives, pursued by a Blackwood Sword.
It was utterly unheard of—an absurdity beyond imagination.
“Chirp, chirp, chirp!”
“Aaahhh!”
Qin Chuan, relying on his tremendous range and instant skill refresh after each kill, dispatched one wolf after another with ruthless efficiency.
“Ding! You have slain a level 7 Gale Wolf, gaining 350 experience.”
“Ding! You have slain a level 7 Gale Wolf, gaining 350 experience.”
...
“Ding! Congratulations, you have reached level 8. Skills may now be upgraded.”
“Ding! You have slain a level 7 Gale Wolf, gaining 350 experience.”
...
Even after reaching level 8, Qin Chuan’s experience continued to rise, bringing him immense delight.
At last, one particularly swift gale wolf managed to escape beyond his twenty-meter range.
“Trying to escape? Impossible! Upgrade skill: Flow Strike!”
“Ding! Flow Strike upgraded successfully. Range increased to thirty meters.”
“Haha! Flow Strike!”
Qin Chuan instantly locked onto his target and shot forward like an arrow.
“Thwack!”
“Ding! You have slain a level 7 Gale Wolf, gaining 200 experience.”
“Yes! All done!”
Qin Chuan didn’t mind the reduced experience; the satisfaction of the slaughter was more than enough.
“Devour the Essence!”
“Ding! Devour successful. You have gained 70 Evolution Points.”
“Ding! Devour successful. You have gained 70 Evolution Points.”
...
“Ding! Evolution Points are at maximum. You may choose Mutative Evolution or Quality Enhancement. Mutative Evolution chance: 80%. Quality Enhancement chance: 15%.”
“Ding! Devour successful. You have gained 70 Evolution Points.”
The heavenly chime of the system resounded for over a minute. Qin Chuan was so thoroughly exhilarated by devouring that he nearly let out an unrestrained moan.
“Mmm, stay low-key, stay low-key.”
“Not bad, not bad. The chance of Quality Enhancement has increased again. This time, I’ll still choose Mutative Evolution.”
“Ding! Mutative Evolution selected. Please wait.”
Seconds later, the system’s soothing notification sounded once more.
“Ding! Mutative Evolution successful. Please review your updated attributes.”
Qin Chuan glanced at his attribute panel. This time, sharpness had increased by only 3, toughness by 5, but speed had jumped by 15.
“Hmm, it seems the mutation’s direction is heavily influenced by what I devour! This time, I mostly devoured gale wolves, so my speed went up a lot.”
[Host]: Qin Chuan
[Type]: Mutated Black Dragonwood Sword (2)
[Rank]: Tier One, Supreme
[Quality]: Excellent
[Level]: 8
[Attributes]
Sharpness: 84+16.8
Toughness: 73+7.3
Speed: 83+8.3
Evolution Points: 1290/3200
Experience: 2500/25600
Innate Talents: Devour Essence, Basic Morph
[Skills]
Flow Strike: Level 3
Blink: Level 2
Fortify: Level 2
Falling Sky Flow Strike: Level 1
Chakra Talent: First Layer, Root Chakra
[Bonus Attributes]
Lethal Strike
Critical Hit (Fury: 10/100)
“Goodness, this speed attribute is even more insane than a movement specialist’s!”
“At this point, I’d call myself a true all-rounder in three domains—ha!”
Qin Chuan was delighted as he reviewed his stats. His three main attributes were impressively robust.
Glancing around, he noticed the Spirit-Fanged Ox had long since fled, and the other spirit beasts had vanished without a trace.
The spirit beasts were terrified—this Blackwood Sword was a monster, a true aberration.
What Qin Chuan didn’t know was that a rumor had begun spreading across the territory: an unstoppable, freakish Blackwood Sword was sweeping all before it, slaying level 9 Lords as easily as slicing vegetables, and employing shockingly ruthless methods.
In no time, all spirit creatures became cautious and wary, terrified of encountering that monstrous Blackwood Sword.
Qin Chuan, too, did not linger for long. With a few lively hops, he nestled into a patch of tall grass.
“This thicket is my home—my evolution depends on it! Haha!”
Reaping such a bountiful harvest, Qin Chuan was eager for more. He began searching everywhere for large groups of spirit creatures. Yet, for the entire day, he didn’t encounter a single one.
“What the hell? Where are the spirit soldiers? Where are the spirit beasts?”
After searching a while longer and still finding nothing, Qin Chuan finally understood—his last haul had been too conspicuous, and the spirit creatures were clearly in hiding.
“Forget it. Instead of wasting time searching for you, I might as well try somewhere new.”
With a resigned sigh, Qin Chuan turned and left in high spirits.
Only after a long while did furtive figures begin to appear in hidden corners.
“Is he...gone?”
“He should be.”
“Let’s stay hidden a bit longer—he’s too terrifying!”
“Right, may he never return.”
...
Qin Chuan traversed the forest and discovered a vast expanse of hills ahead.
“Ding! Supreme Tier One Fine Iron Sword detected. Excellent quality, level 9.”
“Ding! Supreme Tier One Fine Iron Sword detected. Excellent quality, level 9.”
...
“What the—? What’s happening? A whole group of Fine Iron Swords?”
As the system’s notifications continued, Qin Chuan grew more and more puzzled.
“Ding! Fine iron ore detected ahead. Quality enhancement chance increased.”
“Well, well! So that’s it. They have a mine at home—no wonder they’re thriving!”
Stars seemed to flash in Qin Chuan’s eyes. Yet, this large group of Fine Iron Swords would be tough to handle—there might even be a Lord among them.
“No, a frontal assault won’t work. But I could steal their ore!”
The idea struck Qin Chuan, and his eyes lit up.
“Yes! If I devour their fine iron ore, I might rise straight to ‘Outstanding’ quality.”
“Such a golden opportunity is worth the risk.”
Without hesitation, Qin Chuan began carefully observing the terrain, plotting his great mineral heist.