Douluo Continent: Half-level Innate Realm, but a Sword Cultivator with a Heart-Only Mind

Three years later!

Lee's Pharmacy, Nottingham!

"Oh, isn't this Xiao Qi? Here to buy whale glue again?" The middle-aged shopkeeper, who was in his forties, looked at the boy in front of him, who was already quite big, and said with a smile.

Judging from his familiar tone, this was not the first time the boy had come here.

Qi Dao smiled and replied, "That's right, a friend of mine wants it."

The middle-aged shopkeeper sneered, "Is it perhaps your father who needs it and therefore encouraged you to buy it?"

The effects of whale gelatin are well understood by those who know.

Qi Dao is still a child, and probably hasn't even held a girl's hand before. It's certain that he didn't take it himself, so it can only be Qi Dao's father who took it.

"Shopkeeper, don't make wild guesses. I never said anything like that."

"Quickly show me the newly arrived whale glue."

"Alright!" the shopkeeper replied, then took three wooden boxes down from a shelf.

After opening each wooden box, three pieces of pale yellow, amber-shaped whale glue were exposed to the air.

Although the uses of whale glue had not yet been developed during the first battle, it was still not something that ordinary people could afford.

A single piece of ordinary century-old whale glue can be worth as much as tens of gold soul coins.

The price of slightly better quality century-old whale glue can reach several hundred gold soul coins.

The shopkeeper introduced to Qi Dao: "Of these three pieces of whale glue, the two with the lighter color are about three hundred years old, and they only cost one hundred gold soul coins."

"And this piece, which is slightly darker in color, is six hundred years old. If you want it, I'll give you three hundred gold soul coins."

Qi Dao's gaze swept over the three pieces of whale glue, then he said, "I'll take all three pieces!"

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up.

Selling three pieces of whale glue in one day, that's a big deal!

...

After leaving the shop, Qi Dao went straight home.

His family owns a villa with a yard in Nottingham.

When he got home, his parents saw the three wooden boxes he was carrying and asked, "Did you go buy whale glue again?"

"Yes, it cost me almost five hundred gold soul coins."

After hearing this, Qi's parents did not feel any financial pain.

The Qi family's financial situation is not bad right now.

Especially three years ago, after Qi Dao obtained five thousand gold soul coins from Xiao Haijie, he used these five thousand gold soul coins to cooperate with Xiao Chenyu on a small business deal.

As we all know, with connections, making a little money in business is definitely possible, if not a fortune.

As it happens, Xiao Chenyu has a city lord as his father!

Based on this, although their business was not booming, it was still thriving.

Because he had a way to make money, Qi Dao was able to take a medicinal bath from time to time, or buy a piece or two of whale glue to eat.

In addition, Qi's father also broke through to the Soul Venerable level two years ago.

After becoming a Soul Master, you can receive a subsidy of 100 gold soul coins from the Spirit Hall every month.

Over a year, that adds up to thousands of gold soul coins, which is definitely a large sum.

"Five hundred it is. Money is a small matter, as long as it can help you." Mr. Qi smiled nonchalantly, then looked at Mrs. Qi.

"Wife, you help Adao melt the whale glue, I'll practice with this kid."

Mother Qi said gently, "Alright, you two can practice, but don't ruin the flowers and plants I planted like last time. Otherwise, you two will have to wait to be punished."

Mr. Qi chuckled sheepishly and said, "That happened so long ago, why are you so petty?"

"Hmm?" Qi's mother raised her voice.

Qi's father immediately waved his hands repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, we'll be careful."

After saying that, he pulled Qi Dao to the open courtyard outside the villa, and then with a wave of his hand, an ancient iron sword appeared in his hand.

"Come on, let me see if your swordsmanship has improved during this time."

Qi Dao slowly drew his Wushuang sword and laughed, "I couldn't be happier. I've been itching to use my skills lately."

In fact, his understanding of swordsmanship and his swordsmanship skills have far surpassed those of his father.

However, Qi's father was a Soul Master after all, and even without using soul power and soul skills, he could still overpower Qi Dao with his superior physical strength.

But Qi Dao thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of competing in swordsmanship with his father under pressure.

Especially when he used his pure swordsmanship to humiliate Qi's father, it could make him happy for the whole day.

"Good lad, take this!"

Qi's father moved slowly with his sword in hand, then suddenly attacked, thrusting out his sword.

Quick, accurate, and ruthless!

The iron sword pierced through the air, immediately bringing Qi Dao an extremely strong sense of pressure.

This is not a sense of pressure from swordsmanship, but rather a sense of pressure from the difference in strength and speed.

Qi Dao heard the sharp sound of the iron sword tearing through the air, swung his sword to block, turned sideways to deflect the force of the sword, and at the same time used his father's strength to leap back and create distance between them.

Seeing this, Qi's father smiled faintly and pressed closer step by step.

Ding ding ding!

The sound of metal clashing echoed in the courtyard as two figures clashed, their swords striking each other and sparks flying.

Qi Dao mostly uses agile movements to dodge attacks, or uses the opponent's force to his advantage.

Although he had not systematically learned any particularly sophisticated techniques for generating power, real combat is the best teacher.

After exchanging blows for dozens of rounds, a glint of light flashed in Qi Dao's eyes, and he flicked his wrist.

The next second, his sword clearly did not land on Qi's father, but an invisible sword aura shot out from the blade and slashed across Qi's father's arm with lightning speed.

Clang!

The blades clashed again, and Qi Dao staggered back several steps before stopping, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Mr. Qi looked at his arm with a shocked expression.

A tear was visible on the right sleeve of his shirt.

He asked in astonishment, "What is this...?"

Qi Dao smiled and said, "Sword energy!"

"As a sword spirit master, it's normal for me to be able to unleash sword energy, isn't it?"

Qi's father's lips twitched slightly.

If a sword spirit master can unleash sword energy, can they still be called a melee spirit master?

And is launching sword energy a skill that every sword master can do?

Why can't he?

Qi's father asked, "How did you develop sword energy?"

Qi Dao shook his head and said, "Just practice and you'll get it."

Qi's father was speechless.

Sure enough, he knew it was pointless to ask!

However, over the years, Qi's father has gotten used to Qi Dao's criticisms.

At that moment, Qi's mother's voice came from inside the villa.

"Ado, the whale gelatin is ready to eat."

"I see!"

Qi Dao responded and looked at his father.

"I'm going to eat the whale gelatin first, we'll continue later!"

After saying that, he walked into the villa.

Qi's father followed behind.

Taking whale gelatin has a certain aphrodisiac effect, but the effect of century-old whale gelatin is not that severe. Qi Dao only needs to visualize Wushuang to suppress the burning sensation in his heart with the stinging sensation of his soul.

After Qi Dao finished consuming the whale glue, he was refining its medicinal properties.

Qi's father and mother were also discussing it.

"Ado broke through to level 10 a few days ago. Let's take him to the Soul Hunting Forest tomorrow to hunt for a Soul Ring."

"Okay, does Ado have any requirements for his first spirit ring?"

"I'm not sure about that either, but he has very high requirements for the age of his first spirit ring, at least five hundred years."

Upon hearing this, Qi's mother's expression changed instantly.

"Five hundred years!"

"Isn't this age limit too high?"

It should be noted that even their second spirit rings were no more than five hundred years old.

Qi's father glanced at Qi Dao, who was refining the medicinal power, and shook his head, saying, "A-Dao is different from us. We can't force our experience onto him."

"He's always been opinionated; trust him!"

"This isn't the first time he's created a miracle!"

After all, he had never heard of any Soul Master with a half-level innate talent who could break through to level ten in just three years.