Chapter 7: Harvest the Blessing Point and Plot Arrangement
“Ah …” Sun Hao sighed lightly, his expression sad.
“There is really no pattern in harvesting the blessing points!” Sun Hao murmured, picked up the hatchet and split a piece of wood.
“As long as there are no two Void Transformation Cultivators, we will succeed. What do you think?” Xue Sha said.
After half a day of hard work, there was only one piece of wood left in the entire firewood shed.
However, Sun Hao didn’t pay attention to this at all. All he cared about was the blessing point.
“Damn it! Damn it! How could a small nine-class sect kill Xie Feng?”
He was doing all this just to reap the blessing point. However, there was no blessing point at all. Unexpectedly, after only splitting a few sticks, he gained 50 points of blessing.
“Yangzhou Sect Grand Competition, what does this have to do with us? Is it possible that we still have to participate?” Xie Jun shook his head repeatedly.
“Does it have a blessing point?” Sun Hao’s eyes shone sharply, clenching his hands on the hatchet, and slashing hard.
“No matter what cut them all before talking.”
“It depends on you!” Sun Hao looked at the last piece of wood; he split it directly without any hesitation. This wood was so hard that it was difficult to split. The hatchet got stuck inside, with no room to advance or retreat(1).
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Xie Jun’s face was full of shock, and at the same time, there was a little expectation, “Just in case there is a Void Transformation Cultivator, how do we deal with it?”
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“Good, great, then I’ll follow what Brother Sha said.” The two looked at each other and laughed strangely. A conspiracy then took shape quickly.
“Xie Feng is dead? How is this possible!” The half-skeleton face of Xie Jun was so hideous that people did not dare to look directly at it.
𝖿𝓇𝘦ℯ𝖜𝔢𝒷𝗻𝓸𝓿𝑒𝗹.𝚌𝘰𝐦
“Xue Sha, what should I do?” Xie Jun asked.
“How strong is Xie Feng’s enemy?
“How did Xie Feng die?”
“Did I hear it wrong?”
“Xue Sha, this is my puppet clan business, are you going to meddle in it?” Xie Jun’s voice was cold.
Xue Sha shook his finger, “Of course it can’t be that simple. What we have to do is naturally refine those old monsters into a half demon, what do you think?”
Ten splits, but there were none.
“Continue!” Sun Hao took a breath and continued.
“What?”
“Come here, come with this one, we’ll go and level the sect!” Xie Jun shouted.
A thousand pieces of wood were chopped. His palm was shaken slightly, and there was no blessing point at all.
“My lord, Lord Xie Feng’s soul lamp is broken. It must have been …” Below, a black-clothed man bowed to the ground, shivering.
Still none.
“What method?” Xie Jun asked.
“What?”
“Well said! As far as I know, the Supreme Court is divided into the rudder, and the rudder master in Yangzhou’s strength is only the perfection of the Nascent Soul!” Xue Sha excitedly.
“What I mentioned before is to attract the attention of the Supreme Court!” Xue Sha said.
“I don’t dare!”
As soon as these words came out, Xie Jun’s face flickered, “You mean, we are making a big commotion at the Yangzhou Sect Grand Competition? Attract the attention of the Supreme Court?”
“However, there are ways.” A smile appeared on Xue Sha’s face.
No.
“So hard?”
“Boom!” The stone table cracked and collapsed into dust.
“What realm is Xie Feng?”
“What realm are you now?”
50.
“If a hatchet is broken, then make a dozen. Maybe I can get a blessing point when I strike the iron!” Sun Hao walked into the iron room.
“Xue Sha, it’s easy to say, but hard to do it! How do we attract the attention of the Supreme Court? We won’t be a match for one of their masters.” When it came to the Supreme Court, there was only fear in Xie Jun’s face.
At this moment, there was a loud sound. It was a blood-robed man who spoke.
Sun Hao looked at the wood in the house, his eyes gleaming as if he had seen a bunch of blessing points.
“Wait!”
“What kind of firewood is this? Break it for me!” Sun Hao shouted and slashed hard.
He opened the panel and looked at the 70 points above. For a while, he didn’t come back to his senses. Since Chen Daoming left, he had been painting, writing, making tea and playing the guqin.
“What the … such a thick hatchet … is broken?”
Xue Sha smiled slightly, “Of course not, let me ask you, which force presided over Yangzhou Sect Grand Competition?”
“In that case, I will split you all!” Sun Hao picked up the hatchet and started to chop the wood.
“Boom …” The wood cracked at the sound, split into two pieces, lying there quietly. A blood red wood with dense texture, exuded a faint fragrance.
“Of course, it is the Supreme Court!”
“Perfect stage Nascent Soul.”
“Boom!” It sounded. The hatchet couldn’t stand the force and broke apart.
“I don’t know.”
The corner of Xue Sha’s mouth raised, revealing an unpredictable smile, “Brother Jun, answer a few questions to me first, can you decide afterwards?”
1000 pieces.
“Bang …” A piece was split, and no blessing point was obtained. Not being discouraged, he kept chopping. It was another split, and there was still no blessing point.
“You are right; the old monsters in the Supreme Court are too horrifying!”
However, still none!
Xie Jun roared and patted on the stone table again.
“You don’t have to worry about this, a Void Transformation Cultivator, although I can’t kill them, but I can control them!”
“I don’t believe it!” Sun Hao increased his strength.
“Boom!” There was a sound. The hatchet seemed to be under infinite resistance, and it wasn’t easy to go down.
In the western region of Tianluo Continent, in a secret room underneath a mountain range.
“Could it be that there are blessing points in this firewood?”
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“It’s a very simple matter! You don’t need to go !”
20.
The hatchet flew in a parabola and landed beside the cherry tree, “thud …”
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No.
“No …”
“Say it!” Xie Jun suppressed his anger and said.
“The middle stage of Nascent Soul.”
Sun Hao stood still. His mouth twitched slightly. A room full of wood was chopped, but there was nothing. Even if he was a learned individual, his temper still exploded.
“I don’t know.”
Asking all the way down, Xie Jun couldn’t answer a single one. How could he not understand Xue Sha’s intention, fine sweat dripped on his forehead.
“There is one month left, it will be the Yangzhou Sect Grand Competition!” said Xue Sha.
He carried the hatchet, opened the door, and tossed it heavily, “F*cking blessing value!”
“Ding, blessing point +50.” Sun Hao was taken aback when he heard this.
How was this possible? Was the blessing point obtained from other places, what, where and how?
Idiom that means trapped.