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Qian Jin dragged his tired body back to the shore when dusk fell. After soaking in the lake for such a long time, he seemed to be wrapped in coldness.

Gabriella had already prepared some grilled fish for dinner. Due to losing his physical strength, Qian Jin ate like a Viking, and a few pounds of fish was quickly devoured. After his body had been familiar with the Burning Fire Lake, it was extremely difficult getting used to the Frosting Ice Lake. A day’s practice consumed more physical strength than before.

The other three were totally stunned at Qian Jin, who was gulping down all the food Gabriella had prepared for four. He even said, "It tastes good; I’m almost 80% full." Gabriella had to cook more for the other two. Squatting beside the dead fish’s side, Qian Jin touched the sharp scales, and his horror and triumph once again played in his head.

"This thing... is actually good." Qian Jin pulled out a scale. His fingers gently caressed the edge of the scale. "It’s basically a natural throwing knife. If polished, it will be even better. Although it can’t compete with some iron knives, it’s much lighter and easier to carry along. It can be my secret weapon."

After removing the scales from the dead fish body one after another, Qian Jin picked up a random piece of rock as a grindstone and started to give it a coarse sharpening. The palm-sized scales were fashioned into a cone, which was more suitable to be held in a hand. Then, he carefully applied some flesh on the scales so they wouldn’t be too dry after being exposed to the air for a long time. Otherwise, they might lose their original shape.

16 rough throwing knives had been shaped during the meal, but their quality was extremely poor. Therefore, Qian Jin planned to modify them a little bit after returning to the cave.

While Gabriella was dealing with the leftovers, Qian Jin polished one Fish Scale Throwing Knife with patience. It wasn’t that excellent, but it was passable. In accordance with the Divine Shot, he started to test the performance and flight trajectory of the scales.

A real super-class shooter would know the performance of a weapon as soon as he touched it, especially regarding the flight trajectory.

Qian Jin wouldn’t label himself as a real super-class shooter since he had only read some pages of the Divine Shot. In order to perform optimally with the fish scales, he needed to do a lot of testing.

Bang. A faint golden trace appeared after a flying knife was thrown out and thrust itself sharply into a tree 30 meters away from Qian Jin. The exposed part issued a constant buzzing noise because of the shock.

"Oh... I missed the target..." The throwing knife finally nailed on the trunk, despite aiming at the branch. He scratched his head, "It seems that the flight path is very different from that of a stone."

Sophia approached the trunk and observed the half-sinking knife with great attention. It flied very fast, but unlike other weapons, it barely made any air-piercing sounds. If it were used at night for assassinations...

The old man narrowed his eyes with a satisfactory smile while watching the young man appreciating the knife. "Study hard on the Divine Shot. I brought you here today not just for your warrior power and the Wind and Cloud Golden Body, but also to let you get more used to the cold environment. Sit down and meditate in the snow. To shoot an arrow though the throat; that is a true shooter."

Night came again, and Qian Jin picked up an Energy Stone which was newly extracted from the lode. After grinding the last Fish Scale Throwing Knife, he began to absorb the energy and then transform it into warrior power.

After three hours, the gray misty stone finally lost its last trace of energy. The warrior energy was consumed and evenly distributed to the 108 reservoirs.

Opening his eyes, Qian Jin looked at the cross-legged Gloria who was in the middle of transforming her spiritual power into magic power. A sense of appreciation surged in his heart. At this critical moment, even though she couldn’t get a magic array for help, a magic core would be extremely helpful for the process. If she succeeded, a record would be born into this world. However, she never laid a hand on the magic cores just because these all belonged to her sister.

Once her spiritual power was transformed into magic power, she would be one of the only Supreme Mages. This was a temptation that never an ordinary mage could have ever resisted. Qian Jin thought more highly of Gloria, not just for the unknowingly awesome magic gift, but also for her resolution to ignore the short-cut decoy. She was so determined to protect Gabriella’s dream.

The fluctuations of spiritual power in the air were getting more and more frequent, and Gloria was also trembling. Even the weeds and the coat under her body began to shake as if they had been summoned by someone. The dancing flame in the stove, which was obviously sealed tight, started to utter some cracking sounds as if they had been blown by a gust of wind.

It was the first time Qian Jin had seen someone going through the legendary process and he clenched his fists in nervousness. It seemed that Gloria had reached the peak of her spiritual power, but like the boiling water, it just could not actually nail it.

Seeing this, Qian Jin quietly fished out a magic core and gently threw it to her. A huge force suddenly extracted the magic power from it and at this moment, the boiling water suddenly boiled up like a volcanic eruption.

The conversion process went smoothly. Qian Jin clearly felt the other core lying in his pocket constantly shocking. The new Supreme Mage had a good appetite. Although she could not covet Gabriella’s magic cores, she was not that courteous to Qian Jin, her “friend”. She kept extracting energy as she was just too greedy for the magic core he held in his hand.

The turmoil lasted half an hour before the magic power transformation was complete. The pair of eyes, which looked exactly like that of Gabriella’s, slowly opened, and a completely different coldness was revealed. She nodded gently to the man and said, "Thank you."

Qian Jin shrugged, "You’re welcome."

She slowly got up, walked to him and bent her body into a ninety-degree bow. Her black long hair, which looked like a waterfall, flowed to the ground.

She kept the posture the whole time, without the slightest intention to straighten her spine. Cold words once again flowed out, "Thank you."

For a second, Qian Jin shivered. On one hand, neither of the two "Thank you’s" carried any warmth, but the second clearly delivered some emotion.

It was not because of the help. She had faith in herself that even without the magic core, she could also do the same in the next few months. It would just take more time and effort. That was no big deal.

"For Gabriella, thank you." Gloria still maintained the bowing gesture. "I, under this circumstance, cannot repay you in any way, so thank you."

"It’s really nothing." This frosty woman who had cared for nothing in the past suddenly did all this for her sister. Qian Jin was moved. He scratched his head in embarrassment, trying to hide the moisture in his eyes. "I can understand her feelings."

Silence ensued around the cave... The only sound that could be heard was the burning wood...

The bowing girl suddenly rose up and walked to Qian Jin. Her soft waist again gently bent down...

Bo...

A slight kiss fell on Qian Jin’s cheek and it ignited his whole world into an explosion. His hand was frozen in place.

Her lips were cold, unlike the usual ones of ordinary people, yet very soft and fragrant. Qian Jin touched his cheek in his unceasing shock. He still could not figure out what she had been doing. What a cold woman... how elusive she was.

Without any more words, the elusive girl returned to her original position and lied in a big coat. The soft material immediately displayed her petite, yet curved figure before the coat slowly covered all of it.

Once again, except for the crackling sound of the burning wood, the cave, recovered its undisturbed condition.

Qian Jin rubbed his lucky cheek, gently shook his head and smiled. He put on the magic hat over his face and went into the Endless World again.

After the usual 12 hours with Blake, he checked his status screen.

[Innumerable Shadows]: Level 1; Proficiency: 105,000/732

[Eighteen Blade Elevating Strikes]: Level 2; Proficiency: 250,000/3,977

"It will take a century to master these..." Qian Jin found that these days, the times he had shaken his head were more than the previous fifteen years added together. "How can I learn faster? Practice is indispensable, but I must find the right way to accelerate my learning. Otherwise, it might have the opposite effect."

Once again, Qian Jin stood at Eulalia’s Mystic Potion Shop, and for the first time he had this fleeing impulse. The Volcano Potion yesterday did have some excellent benefits, but God knows what he needed to deal with today. Also, that potion was a hundred times more horrible than the Frosting Ice Lake.

The most fortunate bastion of this world had never been broken from the inside. The mystic potions caused immediate chaos in the body, which differed in thousands of ways from the same attack from the outside.

"Come on in; don’t waste time."

From the deep courtyard, the queen-like voice of Eulalia reached the young man through the counter. Goosebumps broke out over his skin once again. He had not been so terrified facing anyone else.

It went just as one would expect. The minute he entered the room, he suddenly felt the floor collapsing. He immediately jumped backwards, exerting some power in his soles, but suddenly a special black net dropped. As soon as it touched Qian Jin, it covered him. More than a dozen nets followed, and soon he was packaged into a giant black dumpling.