Farewell Was Quite a Moving Scene

Lu Yang held it in for a long while, yet still had no idea how to evaluate such a method that challenged moral ethics and modes of thought.

"As long as the matter's been resolved, that's what matters."

That was all he could finally squeeze out.

Uncle Ba also thought resolving the matter was a good thing—especially since it was a method he had come up with himself.

Uncle Ba patted Lu Yang on the shoulder. "The Little Medicine Kings are all very mischievous. Sorry for the trouble these past few days. Take out your jade pendant."

Lu Yang did as told. Uncle Ba tapped Lu Yang's jade pendant. "The three hundred contribution points from your mission reward are already in your jade pendant."

Effort brought rewards. His hard work had not been in vain. Three hundred contribution points was practically a fortune to Lu Yang.

Then Lu Yang thought it over. Three hundred contribution points looked like a lot, but they probably could not even buy the Little Medicine Kings' foot-washing water.

The exchange list made it very clear: the Medicine King Spiritual Liquid came in an ordinary version and a deluxe version.

According to Lu Yang's understanding, the ordinary version was the Little Medicine Kings' foot-washing water, while the deluxe version was their bathwater.

"Go say farewell to the Little Medicine Kings. There aren't many chances to enter the medicine garden. In the future, you may not have another chance to come..."

Uncle Ba stopped halfway through his sentence. He suddenly remembered that as long as Yun Zhi let Lu Yang come over, he would have to obediently let him pass. He did not have the nerve to stop him.

"Ahem. In any case, go say your farewells first."

Lu Yang gave an "oh." He had the feeling that Uncle Ba had left something unsaid.

When they learned that Lu Yang was leaving, the Little Medicine Kings were more or less reluctant to part with him.

"We've been friends, so take one of my old ginseng whiskers with you. Oh, this thing's too valuable—I can't bear to part with it."

"My old ginseng skin... It hurts too much. Forget it. I don't have anything valuable here anyway, so I'll just say goodbye to you." The ginseng baby bid farewell to Lu Yang.

When it had bid farewell to Scholar Gu Yue back then, it had not given him anything either.

"We're all cultivators, and a month isn't that long. If you're leaving, then leave. Is there really any need to announce it?" The Three-Leaf Star Grass's words were filled with reluctance.

"The vitality in my vines and leaves is too vigorous. If you took them, your body would undergo a mutation. To be safe, I'd better not give them to you." During their time together, Lu Yang had learned that the Qilin Immortal Elixir's true form was a green vine.

The Qilin Immortal Elixir was telling the truth. During that month together, the Little Medicine Kings had all suppressed the vitality within their bodies, afraid that Lu Yang might accidentally accept some from them.

If they gave Lu Yang a part of their bodies, they would have to add dozens of layers of seals. Even if Lu Yang got it, he would not dare use it.

"We've all said goodbye. Aren't you going to give us some gifts?" The Flower of the End of Time turned around and asked Lu Yang for gifts instead.

Affected by the atmosphere, Lu Yang's eyes brimmed with tears. "After some time, I'll definitely have Eldest Senior Sister come visit you all."

The Little Medicine Kings hurriedly drove Lu Yang away.

The farewell scene was quite the send-off.

Without comparing it to the Medicine King Spiritual Liquid, those three hundred contribution points were a huge sum for Lu Yang, who was only in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

He was eager to try it out and planned to buy something good at the Mission Hall.

He could not keep relying on Eldest Senior Sister to give him things. He had to make money through his own efforts.

"Hm? I was just about to go to Heaven Gate Peak to find you. I didn't expect to run into you here." Meng Jingzhou was surprised to see Lu Yang emerge from the medicine garden. Then he remembered that Yun Zhi was his biological Eldest Senior Sister and no longer found it strange.

A burly man wearing scholar's robes stood beside Meng Jingzhou. He looked refined and scholarly, yet was built like a powerful warrior.

The man in scholar's robes cupped his hands. "Brother Lu, it's been a long time. Technically speaking, this is our first formal meeting."

"Man Gu, the fact that you became the Fourth Elder's disciple back then took everyone by surprise."

Lu Yang returned the salute with a smile. "Did you need something from me?"

"Can't I come find you if I don't need anything?" Meng Jingzhou pretended to be angry.

"Come, let's have some tea and sit down to talk." Meng Jingzhou brought Man Gu and Lu Yang to a teahouse.

The Meng Family's rule was that matters were best discussed at the dinner table. If things went well, the Meng Family would pay for the meal; if they did not, everyone would split the bill.

"What would the three of you like to drink? My teahouse has every kind of tea." The tea master asked briskly.

Lu Yang likewise could not see through the tea master's cultivation.

Lu Yang asked in a low voice, "Brother Man Gu, what cultivation level does this tea master have? Can you tell?"

Man Gu replied just as quietly, "As far as I know, we newly recruited disciples are the weakest existences in the sect. Even the chickens on the mountain have higher cultivation than us."

Meng Jingzhou ordered a particularly famous tea.

"Then bring us a pot of milk tea."

The tea master suspected for a moment that Meng Jingzhou had come from the opposing sect to cause trouble.

"Oh, I said that wrong. Bring us a basin of milk tea. I remember it's a specialty from the area near the Extreme North." Seeing the tea master's displeased expression, Meng Jingzhou hurriedly gestured to show that he meant no harm.

Only then did the tea master understand that Meng Jingzhou wanted freshly made salty milk tea.

Before long, the tea master brought over a scalding iron brazier. Inside were fried rice, butter, dried beef, and milk skin. Soon afterward, he brought over a pot of milk tea.

Lu Yang and Man Gu looked at each other, not knowing what to do, and could only leave it to Meng Jingzhou.

Meng Jingzhou slowly stir-fried the ingredients in the basin until their fragrance rose and the fried rice turned yellow, making a crisp, crackling sound. Then he lifted the pot of milk tea and poured it all in with a series of glug-glug-glugs.

When the milk tea met the red-hot iron pot, it let out a sizzling sound, and its fragrance drifted through the air, curling around their noses.

Lu Yang took a sip and smacked his lips. It was salty, with a wonderfully unusual flavor. It was quite delicious.

Man Gu took a sip, then drank like a bull, gulping down an entire bowl.

"Do you have a mission right now?" Meng Jingzhou asked.

Lu Yang shook his head. He had just completed Uncle Ba's medicine-garden mission and had not yet found his next one.

"There aren't many missions suitable for us. The ones in the Mission Hall aren't enough for us to do. I found that strange. If they aren't enough for us, are they somehow enough for the senior brothers and sisters from the previous generation?"

"So I asked the senior brothers and sisters about it and learned the inside story."

"What did they say?"

"Completing missions issued by the Mission Hall isn't the only way to count as completing a mission. If you find and complete a mission yourself, you can also receive contribution points as a reward. You report the results of the completed mission to the sect, and once the sect verifies that the results are genuine, it will give you the corresponding reward."

"Do you know where the Mission Hall's missions come from?"

"Where do they come from?"

"There are three situations. The first is based on the Righteous Path Mutual Assistance Agreement between the Five Great Immortal Sects and the Great Xia Dynasty. When the Great Xia Dynasty encounters matters requiring cultivators to be dispatched but lacks sufficient manpower, it submits a request for assistance to us. However, this situation is rare."

"Although we all belong to the righteous path of the human race, it's somewhat humiliating for a dynasty with a history of a hundred thousand years to seek help from a sect."

"The second is when someone asks the Five Great Immortal Sects for help, hoping that we'll uphold justice for them. The prerequisite, however, is that the Great Xia Dynasty refuses to intervene—like your mission to catch the parrot."

"The third is when the clues we discover while traveling outside the Ask Dao Sect are issued as missions in the Mission Hall. The sect prepares the corresponding rewards."

"This third kind is our hope."