Lin Xiaojiao

After cultivating for a while, Zhou Feng got up and prepared to head to a nearby market.

This market had been established by the sect, and all cultivators in the vicinity could come here to trade.

At the same time, it was also a place where many Inner Sect disciples competed.

The profits involved were simply too great.

In order to feed the Demon Devouring Gu, Zhou Feng had naturally found himself a job at the market.

The Demon Devouring Gu consumed far too many resources. Not only did he now need to swallow Origin Blood Pills,

he also needed spirit stones to absorb spiritual energy.

Even though Senior Disciple Brother constantly sent him things, they were still not enough.

To be honest, he had even considered taking up a side profession.

Such as alchemy or artifact refinement, but unfortunately, these side professions were not something ordinary people could pursue.

They all emphasized inheritance. Ordinary people could hardly even come into contact with such knowledge.

So, he could only guard the gates at the market.

And continue waiting for the monthly Martial Arts Tournament.

Within the Inner Sect, a Martial Arts Tournament was held every month.

This tournament was mainly used to distribute various benefits.

For example, shares of the profits from places such as the Meat Gu Cave and market shops.

As long as one achieved a good ranking in the Martial Arts Tournament, one could obtain the corresponding resources.

Because of this, two kinds of people had emerged within the Inner Sect.

One kind constantly fought and strove forward, giving their all in every Martial Arts Tournament in pursuit of a good ranking.

The other kind chose to lie flat.

They did not compete, as long as they could barely feed the Gu insects within their bodies.

If their cultivation stagnated, then it stagnated. They did not strive for more.

There were quite a few such disciples in the Inner Sect. Most chose to attach themselves to other Inner Sect disciples.

Or they simply went to stand guard in various places.

For example, the disciples stationed at the Meat Gu Cave were actually Inner Sect disciples without the desire to compete.

For them, muddling through life and waiting for death was the best choice.

The sect happened to need people stationed in different places.

Thus, those who did not participate in the Martial Arts Tournament became stationed disciples in many locations.

They guarded the many resource sites at the foot of the mountain.

These people did not need to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament, and the intense competition within the Inner Sect would not affect them either.

However, the price was that their cultivation realms would stagnate, or even regress.

Naturally, Zhou Feng would not choose to lie flat.

On the contrary, he urgently needed a large number of spirit stones.

Because he had just discovered that spirit stones seemed capable of speeding up the progress bars on the Skill Panel.

"Seems like it increased a little?"

Zhou Feng was somewhat uncertain, since the progress bar had risen far too little.

After thinking for a moment, he took out a spirit stone and placed it in his palm.

Then, while absorbing the spiritual energy contained within the spirit stone, he carefully observed the progress bar on the Skill Panel.

It was true! Absorbing the spiritual energy within spirit stones actually caused the skill progress bar to increase.

Although it increased very slowly, it was still better than not increasing at all.

With that, he had another goal.

Several urgent goals now lay before him.

The first was to earn spirit stones and obtain more Passive Skills.

This was the highest-priority task. More spirit stones meant more Passive Skills.

And more Passive Skills meant greater combat power.

The stronger his combat power, the more resources he could obtain.

"Spirit stones, and then the method of raising Gu!"

Other than spirit stones, what Zhou Feng most wanted to understand now was the method of raising Gu.

After becoming an Inner Sect disciple, one would have the opportunity to learn the method of raising Gu.

However, learning it required paying a large amount of Sect Merit.

And Sect Merit could only be obtained by completing certain special missions.

"What a hassle!"

Zhou Feng sighed inwardly and prepared to head to the market for his shift.

Mountainside Market was an external market specially established by the Three Gu Sect.

On ordinary days, a large number of Rogue Cultivators and cultivators from other places gathered here.

Thus, this was also the largest resource exchange site within several hundred li.

The Three Gu Sect had stationed quite a few disciples here, and one of the nine Grand Elders was stationed here as well.

Zhou Feng was currently a gate-guarding disciple, posted at one of the northern gates.

At this moment, Zhou Feng wore a set of sect robes and held a standard-issue spear in his hand.

He looked exactly like an ordinary gate guard from a mortal dynasty.

There was another Inner Sect disciple guarding the gate with him, but they were not familiar with each other and had never spoken.

There was not much traffic at the north gate. People only entered the market after long intervals.

"This person..."

Suddenly, Zhou Feng spotted someone familiar.

A group approached from afar, and the most conspicuous person was the one seated in a sedan chair at the center of the group.

She was a woman, but her body was enormous. From a distance, she looked like a mountain of flesh.

She seemed to weigh over three hundred jin, and her breathing rumbled like thunder.

What drew the most attention was that the people carrying her sedan chair were all handsome young men.

And walking at the very back was Lin Ming, whom he had spent some time with before.

"That's Lin Ming, right!"

Although Lin Ming's face was somewhat pale, his steps unsteady, and he looked as though he had been drained dry,

Zhou Feng recognized him at once.

Back then, when he heard that Lin Ming had become the male consort of an Inner Sect disciple, he had been somewhat surprised.

He had not expected them to meet here today.

He had nothing to say about it. He could only count himself fortunate to have a Skill Panel.

As the group drew closer and closer, Lin Ming also noticed Zhou Feng guarding the gate.

He seemed not to have expected them to meet again under such circumstances.

Lin Ming panicked and immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhou Feng.

This was simply a massive social death, being seen in such a state by someone who had once been his friend.

"Oh? This little brother has such abundant blood vitality! Are you interested in becoming my male consort?"

Originally, running into Lin Ming had merely been a small interlude in Zhou Feng's day.

But unexpectedly, when the group reached the gate, the woman in the sedan chair spoke.

Lin Xiaojiao shifted her plump body and looked at Zhou Feng, who was guarding the gate.

Along with it came a heavy sense of oppression.

"I never expected a mere Qi Induction Realm cultivator to possess such abundant blood and qi! If I dual cultivated with him, I should be able to break through to Qi Condensation very soon!"

Lin Xiaojiao was currently on the verge of a breakthrough.

And nearly every one of the male consorts beneath her had been drained dry.

Thus, finding a new male consort was imperative, and Zhou Feng had happened to appear before her.

Wasn't that a perfect coincidence?

A Qi Induction Realm disciple guarding a gate would surely not dare refuse Lin Xiaojiao.

Feeling that heavy, suffocating pressure, Zhou Feng's face stiffened.

He had never anticipated a situation like this.