Just then, Ji Wuchang suddenly noticed the writing on the scroll gradually blurring before shattering along with the scroll itself.
In mere moments, the scroll vanished without a trace, leaving only a palm-sized piece of silk!
"Having obtained my secret art, help me slay Zhan Wuyuan, and our karmic debt will be wiped clean!"
These were the small characters on the silk, all written in blood.
Although there were only a dozen or so bloody characters, Ji Wuchang could feel towering hatred emanating from them!
Looking at the silk before him, Ji Wuchang searched his memories but found no one named Zhan Wuyuan, which sent a chill through his heart.
The less he remembered, the more it showed how terrifying Zhan Wuyuan was, for the level that man occupied was utterly beyond Ji Wuchang's reach in his previous life!
"Rest assured, Senior. Since this junior has obtained your secret art, as long as I have the strength, I will fulfill your dying wish!"
Ji Wuchang addressed the bloodstained silk with a solemn expression.
As though it understood Ji Wuchang's words, the bloodstained silk actually burst into flames on its own, then turned to ash!
Ji Wuchang breathed a sigh of relief and took the other box, but did not open it.
Ji Wuchang knew perfectly well what was inside and decided it would not be too late to open it after returning to his residence, lest something unexpected happen.
"System, check in!"
[Ding! Check-in at Supreme Fengxing's remains successful. Reward: ten years of cultivation! Fortune Points +10.]
Hearing the system notification, Ji Wuchang sucked in a breath of cold air. He had never imagined that the remains he had just buried belonged to a Supreme Realm expert!
The Supreme Realm-those were existences Ji Wuchang had looked up to in his previous life, the strongest beneath Saints!
Never mind them acting in person; even a Supreme's decree was a terrifying thing.
At that moment, Ji Wuchang's head ached. This was an enormous karmic knot he had tied!
An enemy whom a Supreme could not forget had to be at least in the Supreme Realm or above. Ji Wuchang was merely a lowly Qi Refining Realm cultivator, a hundred and eight thousand miles removed from such a person!
Just then, a surge of pure spiritual power poured into Ji Wuchang's body.
With a thought, Ji Wuchang guided this spiritual power into his internal organs, beginning their first tempering!
As the spiritual power continued pouring in, Ji Wuchang could clearly feel that his internal organs were different from before.
His heart beat like a pounding drum, and his blood flowed noticeably faster.
His liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and other organs were all strengthened, making Ji Wuchang feel as though a fierce tiger lay within his chest. A sense of strength rose from within.
Ji Wuchang's eyes shone exceptionally brightly. In this life, he was in no hurry. He would painstakingly hone his physical body!
Golden skin, jade bones, divine treasury-he wanted them all.
Ji Wuchang bowed respectfully before Supreme Fengxing's grave, then lingered no longer and turned to leave.
He encountered the rabbit along the way, and Ji Wuchang brought it out with him as well. Once outside, he released it!
Standing at the edge of the dry well, Ji Wuchang wore a somewhat complicated expression. He had not expected things to go so easily this time.
He had thought he would have to face some danger or the like.
Ji Wuchang sighed. For a Supreme Realm expert to fall in a dry well like this was truly sad and lamentable!
Ji Wuchang waved his hand, and countless stones and clumps of earth flew up and into the dry well.
In mere moments, the dry well vanished without a trace, leaving level ground. This was also the last thing Ji Wuchang could do for Supreme Fengxing.
Ji Wuchang did not know that the dry well had originally been concealed by a great formation, but it had shattered within the past two days. Otherwise, someone would have discovered it long ago!
Having obtained what he wanted, Ji Wuchang lingered no longer.
His cultivation was still relatively low, after all, and the mountain behind the sect remained extremely dangerous for him. Returning to the sect to cultivate was the best choice!
Two days later, Ji Wuchang returned safely.
Ji Wuchang went straight to the Mission Hall and handed over several intact Hunting Foxes and the carcasses of several ferocious beasts from his storage ring.
"Your cultivation is growing quickly, young Ji. But don't rush things. Pay more attention to tempering your body!"
An old man looked at Ji Wuchang with a beaming smile!
This man was Jing Fengcheng, the person in charge of the Mission Hall and the Longevity Sect's seventh elder, whose cultivation was at the seventh level of the Purple Mansion Realm.
In his previous life, problems with Ji Wuchang's meridians had prevented him from completing his sect missions on time each month, and Jing Fengcheng had always turned a blind eye.
Thus, Ji Wuchang was still very grateful to the seventh elder before him.
He had also often offered Ji Wuchang a few casual pointers, but Ji Wuchang had never taken his advice seriously in his previous life!
Hearing Jing Fengcheng's words now, Ji Wuchang hurriedly cupped his fist. "Thank you for your guidance, Seventh Elder!"
Jing Fengcheng nodded with a smile, an expression of approval on his face, as though this youngster was worth teaching.
"I'll count these things as two months' worth of missions. You won't need to hand anything in next month!"
Jing Fengcheng took the token from Ji Wuchang's hand, entered the information into it, then returned it to him.
Hearing this, Ji Wuchang could not help smiling as well.
People entered the Mission Hall from time to time, but many did not know Ji Wuchang, and naturally, Ji Wuchang did not greet them either.
Ji Wuchang cupped his fist toward Jing Fengcheng, then left.
"System, check in!"
[Ding! Check-in at the Longevity Sect's Mission Hall successful. Reward: five years of cultivation! Fortune Points +5.]
The system's voice rang out, filling Ji Wuchang with delight. As he walked, he circulated the Purple Qi Heaven-Burning Art, guiding the immense surge of spiritual power into his internal organs to continue tempering them.
Jing Fengcheng glanced in the direction Ji Wuchang had disappeared, his brows furrowing slightly. He had just sensed spiritual power surging within Ji Wuchang's body. What was going on?
By the time Ji Wuchang returned to his residence, that surge of pure spiritual power had been completely consumed.
Ji Wuchang checked the system panel. Everything else was unchanged, but his Fortune Points had increased considerably!
[Fortune Points: 671]
He had been away for five days in total and gained nineteen Fortune Points, fifteen of which came from the dry well and the Mission Hall.
Ji Wuchang knew very well that although he checked in every day, the rewards differed depending on the location.
In the future, he would have to find good places to check in whenever possible!
Ji Wuchang then rose and went to the residence of his second senior brother, Zeng Linghong.
Seeing Ji Wuchang return safely, Zeng Linghong breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he had been the one to suggest this outing.
"Second Senior Brother, are your injuries all right?"
Ji Wuchang walked up to Zeng Linghong with a smile and asked, still smiling.
Zeng Linghong shook his head and said with a smile, "They're fine. A few days' rest and I'll be fully recovered. Now that I've seen you return, I can rest easy!"
Ji Wuchang nodded with a smile and was just about to speak when two figures approached from afar. They were none other than Little Bamboo Peak's eldest senior sister, An Kexin, and third senior sister, Tai Yujie!
The smile instantly vanished from Ji Wuchang's face, and his expression became as calm as still water.
"Senior Sister, Third Senior Sister, you're here!"
Zeng Linghong went to the doorway to welcome them with a smile, looking very pleased!