Body Born Demonic Heart, Because My Fate Is Hard, Spirit Mine Tower Village

Outside the collective dormitory area in the outer disciple region, a dilapidated hut, like a latrine and riddled with holes, stood in the biting wind.

Qingfeng lowered his head, rushing back here from the Mission Hall without stopping.

When the surrounding disciples saw him, they scattered as if he were a plague god. However, no one dared to bully him directly.

But often, looks and gossip could hurt people more than physical pain.

Qingfeng was already used to it. He pulled open the rickety door and stumbled inside.

This dilapidated hut, exposed to the howling wind, was the only place in the Sacred Land where he could feel a sense of warmth.

Sitting on the simple wooden bed, Qingfeng stared blankly at the wall.

No one knew what he was thinking now.

Even fewer noticed, at Qingfeng's heart.

A heart that should have been bright red had turned half black and half red!

From the black part, wisps of black tendrils, like nascent flesh, were slowly encroaching upon the other half of bright red.

"Dad, Mom, sister, brother-in-law, Master, Qingfeng misses you."

Qingfeng buried his head in the quilt and sobbed softly.

He dared not cry loudly; someone would scold him.

After a while, a knock suddenly sounded at the door, accompanied by a gentle voice.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Is Qingfeng there?"

"Who?"

Qingfeng looked up, gazing blankly at the door.

He was surprised that anyone in the Sacred Land would actively seek him out.

He cautiously walked to the door, pulled it open a crack, and peered through.

It was his senior brother, the one wearing the bronze mask.

He flung the door open and looked up at his senior brother, who was half a head taller than him, feeling a bit flustered.

"S-Senior Brother, why are you here?"

Qingfeng felt a sense of dread in his heart. He even wondered.

Had his senior brother learned of his identity and come specifically to discipline him?

Jun Wangyou, unaware of Qingfeng's thoughts, smiled slightly. "Did you accept the mission?"

"Ah? I-I did."

"Let me see."

Jun Wangyou extended his hand.

Qingfeng excitedly took out the mission token.

He seemed to have already thought of something, his face flushing with excitement.

Taking the token, information appeared in Jun Wangyou's mind.

Mission: Patrol and guard the spiritual mine, duration two days, reward for completion: 5 contribution points.

He handed the token back.

Jun Wangyou smiled gently. "Depart tomorrow morning. Wait for me at the mountain gate."

"Ah? Oh, okay."

Qingfeng nodded dazedly, seemingly unable to believe this immense surprise, lost in thought.

By the time he came to his senses, Jun Wangyou had already turned to leave.

Qingfeng quickly shouted excitedly, "Thank you, Senior Brother! Safe travels, Senior Brother! I will definitely be there on time."

Jun Wangyou did not look back, raising his hand in a wave.

Watching Jun Wangyou depart, Qingfeng's small face lit up with joy.

This was the happiest moment of his life.

No one noticed that at this moment, at Qingfeng's heart, some of the tendrils in the black part had actually disappeared.

The many outer disciples who witnessed this scene were stunned.

Their eyes were not blind. Although Jun Wangyou wore a mask.

They could still sense that exceptionally noble aura about him.

It was an aura they had never seen before, even on some inner disciples and ordinary elders.

Many quick-witted disciples had already guessed that Jun Wangyou might be a True Disciple.

Even if not, they were still important figures beyond their imagination.

"Has Qingfeng, that jinx, had his ancestors' graves smoking with good fortune?"

Many disciples found it hard to believe.

Some disciples even started talking to Qingfeng, trying to get some information about Jun Wangyou.

Qingfeng, of course, had nothing to tell them.

Afterward, these disciples who had spoken with Qingfeng...

...encountered all sorts of bad luck, whether it was tripping on flat ground, falling into a pit, or suffering qi deviation during cultivation.

For a time, Qingfeng's reputation as a jinx became even more well-deserved.

The next day.

Jun Wangyou arrived at the mountain gate early, only to find Qingfeng already waiting for him.

Qingfeng was wearing a green daoist robe, his hair tied up in a topknot. He had a delicate appearance with clear, bright eyes, and a bamboo basket slung over his back.

He carried no other luggage; the bamboo basket was something he had woven himself.

"Senior Brother, I'm here."

Upon seeing Jun Wangyou, Qingfeng quickly waved his hand.

Jun Wangyou walked over with a smile, still wearing his bronze mask.

Then, the two descended the mountain together.

Jun Wangyou did not fly on his sword, choosing instead to walk with Qingfeng.

Along the way, Qingfeng asked, "Senior Brother, why did you team up with me? Everyone else refused to."

"Because I'm handsome and my fate is tough," Jun Wangyou replied.

"I see. My mother always says that kind-hearted people are handsome. Senior Brother must be handsome too," Qingfeng said innocently.

"Your mother is right," Jun Wangyou chuckled.

"Senior Brother, why do you always wear a mask?" Qingfeng asked again.

"Because I, your Senior Brother, am too handsome. I'm afraid of captivating everyone, so I wear a mask."

"So that's how it is. Senior Brother is truly kind-hearted. Senior Brother must be the most handsome person in the world."

Qingfeng, with his simple mind, didn't doubt Jun Wangyou's words at all.

Jun Wangyou also smiled, "I like hearing that. Say it more often in the future."

"Mhm," Qingfeng nodded obediently.

The tall and the small, bathed in the rising sun, slowly walked away.

The elder was gentle as jade, with a calm and serene demeanor. Paired with a book, he would be a refined scholar; with a folding fan, a dashing young gentleman.

The younger one followed obediently behind the elder, always asking innocent questions.

After walking for over a thousand li, the two finally arrived at the location of the spirit mine.

The spirit mine was situated deep in the mountains, with a village built around its perimeter.

The village housed a large number of laborers and guards.

There were also some disciples from the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land who were there to complete their tasks.

Beneath two towering watchtowers, Jun Wangyou and Qingfeng stood quietly.

Qingfeng held up his disciple token and called out towards the watchtower, "Qingfeng, outer disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land, reporting for duty."

On the watchtower, the two guards on duty immediately said, "Oh, it's an immortal elder from the Sacred Land! Please come in quickly, please come in."

"Open the gate!"

"Whoosh!"

The gate, over ten meters high, slowly opened, revealing the scene within.

Rows of spire-shaped wooden houses were built along the mountainside.

The wooden houses at the foot of the mountain were the most basic, while those at the summit were the most luxurious, resembling a palace.

This was where disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land reported and resided.

On the other side of the mountain, the sounds of countless laborers sweating and the clanging of stone and iron could be vaguely heard.

Passing directly through layers of houses, the two arrived at the mountain summit. After registering with an elder supervisor stationed there, they officially began their two-day patrol and guard duty.

Qingfeng no longer followed Jun Wangyou, and went off to patrol on his own.

He was very smart and knew that Jun Wangyou was only here to help him.

He wouldn't ask for too much; he was already very satisfied.

At least it let him know that besides his parents, sister, brother-in-law, and Master, there were still people in this world willing to approach him.

Jun Wangyou wasn't idle either; he had been curious about spirit ore veins for a long time.

After all, this stuff was a real mountain of gold and silver.

No cultivator could resist it.

The spirit ore vein was located within the earth's veins. By the time Jun Wangyou arrived at the scene.

He saw a giant pit extending thousands of meters downwards.

Tens of thousands of laborers were working hard to mine it.

Hundreds of armed guards were supervising and monitoring the surroundings.

Occasionally, one or two Sacred Land disciples could be seen lazily floating by.

This spirit ore vein was located within the territory of the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land and was considered a small spirit ore vein.

Therefore, this so-called mission was essentially equivalent to getting contribution points for free.

It was completely without difficulty and was specifically prepared for newbies like Qingfeng.

Jun Wangyou jumped into the spirit ore vein and walked towards the depths. No one who didn't know any better tried to stop him along the way.

Jun Wangyou smoothly reached the deepest part of the spirit ore vein.

He could feel that the spiritual energy in the air was extremely dense.

This indicated that the spirit ore vein contained a considerable amount of Spirit Stones.

At this moment, Jun Wangyou's brow twitched, and he took out the Azure Sky Pure Spirit Bottle.

The moment it was taken out, the Azure Sky Pure Spirit Bottle began to tremble.

Then, Jun Wangyou's eyes widened, and he watched as the Azure Sky Pure Spirit Bottle instantly absorbed all the spiritual energy from the spirit ore vein!

"Holy crap!"

Jun Wangyou was stunned and quickly looked around.

He found that no one was paying attention to him.

Jun Wangyou hurriedly put away the Azure Sky Pure Spirit Bottle.

He was a little panicked now.

Would he have to pay for this?

He couldn't afford it.

"Damn it, it's best to just run."

Jun Wangyou disappeared from his spot, turning into a stream of light and returning to the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land.