Over the next few days, Song Yan's life returned to its usual course.
Aside from his daily patrol duties, he absorbed Qi and refined his spirit, accumulating spiritual power and advancing his cultivation.
Although the disciples of the Six Great Sects had now stepped up their patrols across the board, the original First Team of the Jia Group had not seen much of an increase in its workload.
Besides, with Cheng Yu dead, no one was putting obstacles in his way now.
Instead, he had considerably more time off.
There had not been much of use in the Five Demons of Cold Mountain's Heaven and Earth Bags, and very few proper spirit pills he could use.
There had, however, been quite a few spirit stones-over three hundred between the five of them.
He kept an Illusion Formation disc and sold off the remaining Devil Cultivator items one by one at Huangshan Market, taking in over four hundred and sixty spirit stones in total.
A very considerable sum.
In fact, there was one thing Song Yan had not anticipated.
When coming to serve in the Changping Garrison, there was actually no need to prepare too many resources.
There simply was not enough time to turn those resources into personal strength.
For instance, Song Yan was not short of cultivation resources at all now.
Yet his patrol duties meant he could only maintain his basic daily cultivation.
Going into seclusion was nothing more than a distant dream.
For the past four months, Song Yan's main patrol area had been Cheng Family Village.
With the next rotation of duties, it would be his turn to patrol Shigu Flatland.
Shigu Flatland could be considered the most dangerous village near Changping.
Because it was the closest to the Corpse-Bone Abyss.
Sometimes, Song Yan found