"What is a speedrun?"
Gong Niang asked the question she did not understand.
"It means handling things in the fastest way possible."
Yang An smiled.
To purge those cultivators tainted by turbid qi, he first needed to determine whose hands held large amounts of turbid qi—in other words, the source of it.
Without a doubt, beings like the City God could receive rewards from Emei Prefecture, bestowed with immortal pills containing turbid qi. That meant the upper ranks of Emei Prefecture controlled the turbid qi needed to produce those immortal pills.
He had to reach that level as quickly as possible before he could delve deeper and uncover the truth.
The night passed without incident.
Early the next morning, Yang An left his cave dwelling and quickly found Little Landlord.
Little Landlord was the cultivator who managed the cave-dwelling district for novice disciples. He was very old, looking like a withered old man at death's door, yet all resource distribution for novice disciples had to pass through his hands.
Yang An was not the only one who had come to see Little Landlord. He waited in line for quite some time before it was finally his turn.
Yang An paid his respects and explained his purpose.
Little Landlord gave him a portion of cultivation resources. There was very little: only novice disciple robes and two pills for Qi Consumption Method cultivation.
After distributing the resources, Little Landlord, as usual, assigned Yang An, this newly admitted disciple, work to exchange for his daily cultivation resources.
If one did not work, brought no benefit to the immortal estate, and possessed no value, then there was no need to waste cultivation resources on them.
But that was not why Yang An had come. He needed to ask about something.
"May I ask, Little