You think I have mixed spiritual roots? I became an immortal through a spirit gourd, so what are you

"This Elephant Armor Technique is actually a body-strengthening technique. When it is mastered to a high level, a layer of scales will appear on the surface of the body, making it comparable to copper skin and iron bones. Ordinary swords and knives can hardly hurt it in the slightest." After reading the introduction of the Elephant Armor Technique, Chen Huai'an was somewhat relieved. Fortunately, this guy had not mastered the Elephant Armor Technique. Otherwise, no matter how strong he was, he would not be able to break through the opponent's defense at all.

Once the opponent has mastered the Elephant Armor Technique to a high level—no, to a minor level—it wouldn't be the opponent who died just now, but him.

However, now, this good stuff has benefited him.

After breaking through to the late stage of the first level of Body Refinement, the next step is to strengthen the fascia, bones, and flesh. The Elephant Armor Technique is for strengthening the bones, flesh, and fascia.

With this technique alone, Chen Huai'an has made a fortune today.

As far as he knew, apart from the Qingyun Sect's basic body-refining techniques, if Chen Huai'an wanted to cultivate a horizontal training method like the Elephant Armor Technique, he had to complete sect missions and exchange them for contribution points. Even if he had to buy it with spirit stones, it would still be a considerable expense.

Now, he only needs to kill Zhang Hu to possess it.

"This guy is really a fat sheep. Besides the cultivation technique, what other good things might he have on him?" Chen Huai'an opened the cloth bag with anticipation.

"Only five low-grade spirit stones and two mid-grade body-refining pills. This guy is really poor." Chen Huai'an finished counting his spoils, showing neither joy nor sorrow.

The harvest wasn't particularly good, but it wasn't particularly bad either.

What Chen Huai'an didn't know was that Zhang Hu was so poor because he had used all his resources to improve his strength in the past few days. Otherwise, his net worth would definitely be much higher than it is now.

Chen Huai'an wasn't the kind of person who was greedy, and he was quite satisfied with this small gain.

The servants and disciples around him were all dirt poor.

Chen Huai'an's biggest concern right now is improving his strength. The Elephant Armor Technique is quite good; it strengthens defense. When cultivated to a high level, his body will be like a layer of scales, and no one at the same level can break through his defense. This means that no one at the same level can break through his defense, so naturally, no one can kill him.

In this dog-eat-dog world, being able to survive is the greatest success.

Chen Huai'an is the most qualified to speak on this point.

Only the living can talk about the future. Otherwise, no matter how arrogant or powerful you are, what future is there for a dead person?

When Chen Huai'an first joined the sect, Zhang Hu was incredibly arrogant, but now, he's just a cold corpse.

Chen Huai'an dug a pit and buried Zhang Hu's body, planning to plant something on top of it when he had the chance.

Chen Huai'an had heard that once one reached the Qi Refining Realm, one could cultivate some immortal techniques. He wanted to cultivate the Fireball Technique so that after killing someone, he wouldn't have to think about how to dispose of the body in the space. He could just burn them to ashes with a single Fireball Technique and then disappear into the world with a wave of his hand.

"Strange, Wang Tong and Zhang Hu are planning to kill me. Don't they think that if they get caught, it will be bad for them, and they'll try to cover up the crime?" Chen Huai'an muttered to himself after finishing his work.

However, this is not something Chen Huai'an needs to worry about.

All he can do is secretly accumulate strength, and he won't cause trouble unless others bother him.

But the enemy has already been established. All he needs to do is work hard to cultivate. These people who dare to cause him trouble are just there to give him resources.

With Zhang Hu dead, he can cultivate in peace for a few days. But once the sect and the Zhang family discover Zhang Hu's death, they will definitely send people to investigate, and he will be the prime suspect.

Suddenly, an invisible pressure was placed on Chen Huai'an.

Chen Huai'an took out the Elephant Armor Technique and began to study it.

Now, Chen Huai'an not only has to cultivate the Qingyun Sect's Body Refining Technique, but also the Elephant Armor Technique.

The Zhang family will not give up easily; with their defenses strengthened, they are not afraid of any sneak attacks.

"Body tempering and cultivating the Elephant Armor Technique are the same. This thing is like a big eater, and you need to rely on external forces to cultivate it." After going through the cultivation method of the Elephant Armor Technique, Chen Huai'an felt a bit overwhelmed.

This external cultivation technique is a good thing, but it consumes too many resources. It also requires the use of medicinal herbs to replenish qi and blood to assist in cultivation. You can't achieve anything by just brute force.

When it comes to medicinal herbs, it's best to use spiritual herbs, as they will be much more effective. If spiritual herbs are unavailable, ordinary herbs that replenish qi and blood can be used to assist in cultivation, but the effect will be much worse.

He has medicinal herbs in his space, and every time I go to check on them, they seem to have changed.

If such changes occur every day, Chen Huai'an has no doubt that these medicinal herbs will become miraculous medicines that last for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Especially when irrigated with the current spiritual spring water, it grows even more vigorously.

Today, Chen Huai'an began practicing the Elephant Armor Technique. He discovered that his breathing was not keeping up, and at lunchtime, he ate twice as much as usual.

Even so, he still felt incredibly hungry, as if he couldn't get enough to eat.

His appetite was increasing day by day, which gave Chen Huai'an a headache.

In the secular world, there are rumors that martial artists can eat a whole cow a day.

When he first heard the rumor, he thought it was exaggerated, but now he feels that it is not exaggerated at all.

Without sufficient nutrition and with inadequate qi and blood, practicing the Elephant Armor Technique is tantamount to courting death.

"Sigh, we menial disciples do the hardest and most tiring work, but we eat pig swill. If only we could eat spiritual rice, which is only for outer disciples, one day, that would be truly wonderful." In the dining hall, an old menial disciple looked at today's meal and couldn't help but sigh.

When Chen Huai'an heard that the outer disciples were eating spirit rice, he immediately showed interest.

Chen Huai'an quickly stepped forward and asked.

"Senior brother, is the food really different for outer sect servants and outer sect disciples? And what's with this spirit rice?"

The servant disciple glanced at Chen Huai'an, and seeing his kind face, smiled and asked in return, "You don't know?"

"Senior brother, I am a new disciple who just entered the sect this year. I haven't been here long and I'm not familiar with these things. I would be very grateful if you could enlighten me." Chen Huai'an cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, looking extremely humble.

"This isn't exactly a secret. I'll tell you about it today." The man was quite talkative, and Chen Huai'an was polite, so he was naturally willing to talk to him more, which also showed his erudition.

"Why do we menial disciples go to such lengths to squeeze into the outer sect? Besides not having to complete the menial tasks assigned by the sect every day, there's an even better reason: the food they get. The ingredients they eat every day are completely different from ours—it's like heaven and earth. They eat spirit rice, and it's unlimited, unlike us, who can only enjoy it once a month or during festivals."

After this person's explanation, Chen Huai'an roughly understood the difference between menial disciples and outer disciples. They were just ordinary people, and their treatment was only slightly better than that of ordinary mortals. Only by entering the outer sect could one truly enter the immortal sect, and the food they ate had the effect of prolonging life.

In comparison, the food they eat has absolutely no spiritual energy; it's really just pig swill.

"Senior brother, since this spirit rice is so good, how can we obtain it?" Chen Huai'an asked.