Temple Alliance, Holy City.
After several days of travel, Yue Chen and his companions returned safely to the Holy City, laden with their spoils.
After instructing the staff assigned to serve Demon Hunters like them to order a substantial supply of pills that could aid his teammates' cultivation from the Demon Hunt Squad Trading Center, Yue Chen led everyone back to their squad's cottage.
"We were only gone for less than two months this time, but I missed home even more than last time." Lin Xin stretched as he stepped through the door.
"Hahaha, exactly! Though coming back doesn't mean we get to take it easy." Jin Ruchuan laughed. "And rather than staying cooped up here cultivating all day, I'd rather take a few long-term missions and go kill those demon bastards in their own territory."
"Can't be helped. At this rate, it might be a long time before our squad goes out on another mission." Lin Xin's face fell. "I'll have to cultivate for quite a while before I can break through to the sixth tier."
"Just focus on your cultivation, Brother Drugs," Chen Ying'er said with a grin. "So you wouldn't have to sacrifice your cultivation time, Boss handed the pills you could make yourself over to your apprentice and the other Potion Masters."
"...That's no small expense." Lin Xin looked pained. "And I was the one who taught Gandalf how to make magic potions! How dare he charge such an outrageous price? If I'd known, I would've kept a few tricks to myself. Teach your apprentice, and you really do starve yourself."
"...Gandalf's charging half what the other Potion Masters are," Yue Chen said with a couple of light coughs.
"As for merit points, you don't need to worry." Once everyone's attention turned to him, Yue Chen