Beneath the pitch-black night sky, a dark figure flickered through the mountains. A massive fissure suddenly appeared ahead, stretching across the ground. The figure leaped into it and vanished within a few blinks.
It was Xiao Fan. He handed the token in his hand through a window, and before long, it was returned to him, now bearing another tiny point of starlight. On closer inspection, more than a dozen such points, large and small, dotted the token.
"Another one finished..."
Xiao Fan returned to his room and looked at the token in his hand.
This was a disciple token from the Black Skull Tomb. Since its disciples all cultivated the dark attribute, most worked as assassins in the Black-Corner Region. The Black Skull Tomb accepted commissions of all kinds, graded them, then selectively assigned them according to its disciples' strength. Completing them earned contribution points, which served as the disciples' income beyond their monthly stipends.
Every time a disciple completed a mission, another record appeared on his token. These contributions could be exchanged within the sect for whatever cultivation methods and combat skills he needed.
To show that he had become part of the sect, and to make gathering information easier, Xiao Fan had behaved perfectly normally over the past month. His routine consisted almost entirely of accepting missions, completing them, and returning to his room to cultivate.
After all, the disciples of the Black Skull Tomb barely interacted with one another. Through more than a month of inquiries, Xiao Fan had also gained a fairly clear understanding of the sect's strength.
The leader of the Black Skull Tomb, the Black Heart Old Man he had met that day, was a Five-Star Dou Emperor. Even on the Black-Corner Region's Black List, he ranked fourth. He was a renowned figure throughout