Frenzied cultivation, four levels of Qi Refining overnight-the tools were nearly done for!
Ling Yi Ling Yi frantically all night, but had to stop the next morning.
[ Infinite Passive Killing Intent Substitution Aura System Version 1.0]
[Host: Ling Yi ]
[Identity: Miscellaneous Disciple of the Tyrant Heaven Sect]
[Cultivation Level: Qi Refining, Fourth Level ]
[ Killing Intent Target ] [Click to Expand]
{1. Zhao Hao, Substitution Value: 1150 (Default)}
{2. Hou Xiaobao, Substitution Value: 97}
It wasn't that he wanted to stop, but rather that the entries for Zhao Hao and Hou Xiaobao had both started flashing red.
Ling Yi guessed that the flashing red status was probably an alarm state, meaning that these two tools were about to be ruined, and if it continued, it would cause irreversible damage.
Ling Yi only has these two "tools" right now. If they break down, where will he find more "tools" for the next two weeks?
The exclusive task he accepted had a timeframe of exactly half a month.
Taking care of this medicinal herb garden for half a month can earn you 30,000 sect contribution points. Isn't that outrageous?
Keep in mind that a Qi Absorption Pill is only worth 100 contribution points, while a regular task in the miscellaneous service area only earns a few contribution points.
This exclusive mission is terrifying.
Seriously, isn't anyone in the sect going to do anything about this? Isn't this just embezzling sect rewards and line their own pockets?
"If the sect doesn't care, then this is probably just an unspoken rule, so there must be quite a few people involved, right? Hehehe!"
Ling Yi, for some unknown reason, chuckled mischievously.
I glanced again at the two flashing red support characters on the system panel. Oh well, let them catch their breath. They can't leave the herb garden for now, and there aren't any new support characters available.
Ugh, this is tough!
The task of guarding the medicinal herb garden was truly just guarding; you hardly had to worry about anything else.
The herb garden has its own Spirit Gathering Array, which is basically fully automated, requiring neither fertilization nor weeding.
"Next time we encounter a mission like this, we'll still grab it. They say a man can't get rich without a windfall, and a horse can't get fat without night grass. Thirty thousand contribution points will make us rich in one go."
"I just don't know if I can get these contribution points. If I can't, don't blame me for flipping the table."
Before Ling Yi transmigrated, he was a hoodlum, a big hoodlum at that, with hundreds of brothers under his command.
Back then, with sheer recklessness, he used two watermelon knives to hack his way from Penglai East Road to Portland Street, his hands moving swiftly and decisively, his eyes never even getting dry.
He 'Portland Street for three years; who wouldn't tremble at the sight of him?
Anyone who dares to offend Ling Yi, tell me, has never had a good ending?
Ling Yi's motto has always been: Whoever bullies us, we'll chop them up; whoever provokes us, we'll chop them up, chop them up, and chop them up again.
"Sigh, are we just going to wait like this for half a month?" Ling Yi picked up the longsword that Hou Xiaobao had dropped and waved it at the air a few times out of Bored.
I check the system interface every now and then.
The good news is that by noon, the two characters' descriptions had stopped flashing red, and Zhao Hao's Substitution Value had even returned to full.
We can keep going!
The bad news is, Hou Xiaobao is gone!
That's right, Hou Xiaobao's entry is gone, and Ling Yi has no idea what happened.
I don't know if Hou Xiaobao no longer had any intention to kill me, or if this person is literally gone.
Ling Yi estimated that it wasn't Ga who had died; most likely, Hou Xiaobao had lost his murderous intent towards him.
Although the Tyrant Heaven Sect is a Third Rate sect, and although its Tyrant Heaven Sect leader only goes into seclusion and doesn't care about anything else, the various Authority and offices of the Tyrant Heaven Sect still exist.
Therefore, very few people openly harass others.
Although these Authority are likely already corrupt, openly assigning exclusive tasks to people, this incident alone shows just how rotten the Tyrant Heaven Sect has become.
But whether that's true or not, we'll find out by asking around.
Just as Ling Yi was lost in thought, two streaks of light suddenly flashed across the sky and landed one after the other in the herb garden.
This is a man and a woman. The man is dressed in a brocade robe, but he looks like a spendthrift.
The woman wore a long, light blue dress, had a fantastic figure, and was incredibly beautiful—the kind of woman you wouldn't forget after just one glance.
It's all about the vibe; it's so cool and refreshing. If you put it indoors in the middle of Xia Tian, it could act as an air conditioner.
Moreover, the Ice Cube Girl is the least interested.
After landing, the two didn't even glance at Ling Yi and headed straight for the spirit herb field.
"Hey, who are you? Do you think you can just barge into the herb field like that?" Ling Yi ran over and blocked their way.
The man with the red envelope stared at Ling Yi in disbelief, pointed at himself, and asked, "You dare stop me? Do you know who I am?"
"I don't care who you are, you can't just enter the herb field without a sect token."
"I, Xu Baishan, am the chief disciple of the Pill Hall. How dare you, a Xiaoxiao menial disciple, an ant-like existence, stop me?"
"I don't care if you're Xu Baishan or Xu Heishan. Without a sect token, you can't enter the spirit herb field. If you want to pick spirit herbs, show me your token."
Ling Yi was like a stubborn fool, not giving an inch.
"Very well, I, Xu Baishan, have truly learned something today. I was actually bullied by a Xiaoxiao menial disciple." Xu Baishan sneered repeatedly.
"I'd like to see how a mere ant like you can stop me from picking the medicinal herbs."
Ling Yi, with a look of resignation to death, shouted loudly, "Without a warrant, you can't pick the spiritual herbs unless you step over my dead body."
"Do you think I wouldn't dare kill you?" Xu Baishan said coldly.
Ling Yi glanced at the system interface, his pupils contracting.
[ Infinite Passive Killing Intent Substitution Aura System Version 1.0]
[Host: Ling Yi ]
[Identity: Miscellaneous Disciple of the Tyrant Heaven Sect]
[Cultivation Level: Qi Refining, Fourth Level ]
[ Killing Intent Target ] [Click to Expand]
{1. Zhao Hao, Substitution Value: 2000 (Default)}
{2. Xu Baishan, Substitution Value: 8000}
Wo Cao, Substitution Value of 8000? Higher than Zhao Hao's?
The higher the Substitution Value, the higher the cultivation level. Zhao Hao is at the Foundation Establishment, Second Level with Substitution Value of 2000. This red envelope has Substitution Value of 8000, so wouldn't that be the Foundation Establishment Stage, Eighth Level?
Ling Yi quickly switched the default setting to Xu Baishan.
After all, Substitution Value of 8000 gives people a greater sense of security.
Why would Ling Yi recklessly jump out and court death? Isn't it just to have another tool?
Wait a minute, isn't Zhao Hao a core disciple? How could a core disciple's cultivation level be lower than that of the chief disciple of some Pill Hall?
What's going on?
Could it be that Zhao Hao is different in some way? Is he exceptionally talented? Has he possessed extraordinary aptitude?
Whatever, it doesn't matter to Ling Yi.
A chilling killing intent flashed in Xu Baishan's eyes.
If Lin Xue'er hadn't been there, he would have already made a move.
Lin Xue'er, the personal disciple of the Sword Hall, has an extremely powerful and mysterious background. It is said that even the sect leader has to treat her with great respect.
With such stunning looks, she must be the dream partner of countless male disciples in the sect.
Today, Lin Xue'er finally asked me for help, wanting me to refine a batch of Spirit Gathering Pill for her.
How could he possibly let go of such an opportunity to curry favor?
However, since some of the key ingredients for refining the Spirit Gathering Pill were missing, he brought Lin Xue'er to this herb garden.
Unexpectedly, he suffered a setback at the hands of a Xiaoxiao servant disciple, which infuriated him.
If he didn't want to leave a good impression on Lin Xue'er, he would have killed this bastard long ago.
Are you going to move aside or not?
"Show me the warrant!"
"I'm a disciple of the Pill Hall, what kind of token do I need to get spiritual herbs?" Xu Baishan retorted angrily.
"I only recognize the warrant, not the person."
Xu Baishan was trembling with anger. He was used to being flattered, and this was the first time he had encountered such a situation. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.
Lin Xue'er, standing beside him, watched Ling Yi with great interest, but also with some confusion.
Is this person really not afraid of death? Why did he have to offend Xu Baishan?
In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, strength reigns supreme; the weak who provoke the strong are destined for death.
Not understanding, she asked Ling Yi Lin Xue'er, "Are you really not afraid of death?"
Her voice was cold and emotionless, with no Changes in tone, sounding like an electronic robot speaking rather than a human.
Upon hearing Lin Xue'er speak, Xu Baishan was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed. In his view, it was this ant who had angered Lin Xue'er.
If that's the case, killing this piece of trash will surely win Lin Xue'er's favor.
However, he can't just kill him; what if Lin Xue'er doesn't like him?
Let's teach this ant a lesson first.
Thinking of this, Xu Baishan roared, "How dare you offend Junior Sister Lin! Die!"
As he spoke, Xu Baishan unleashed a Fireball Spiritual Power, blasting it towards Ling Yi.
Ling Yi had anticipated this situation and sneered inwardly, "I was just waiting for you to make your move!"
Since you're just hitting yourself, what am I afraid of?
However, what puzzled Ling Yi was why Lin Xue'er wasn't listed as Killing Intent Target.
Clearly, Ling Yi also misunderstood Lin Xue'er's words, thinking that Lin Xue'er, like Xu Baishan, harbored murderous intent towards him.
Just as the Fireball was about to hit Ling Yi, a terrifying chill rose from Lin Xue'er's body.
Immediately afterward, an Ice Sword appeared out of thin air, not only shattering Xu Baishan's Fireball, but also changing Ice Sword and flying to the top of Xu Baishan's head, directly aimed at his head.
Xu Baishan was stunned, and so was Ling Yi.
Huh? What's going on? Why are you guys fighting amongst yourselves?
"Dare to make another move, and you're dead!" Lin Xue'er stared coldly at Xu Baishan.
Xu Baishan didn't understand, he didn't understand at all. He pointed at Ling Yi, then at himself. "Junior Sister Lin, you're actually going to attack me for a lowly servant like an ant?"
Lin Xue'er couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention.
This Xu Baishan, he can make a move, but he shouldn't have done it in her name. This is the main reason why Lin Xue'er wanted to warn Xu Baishan.
"Aren't you really afraid of dying?" Lin Xue'er asked Ling Yi again.
Ling Yi realized at this moment that Lin Xue'er wasn't trying to kill him, but rather asking a question—she was genuinely asking if he was truly unafraid of death.
"I'm afraid of dying!" Ling Yi said honestly.
"If you're afraid of dying, why did you try to stop me?" Lin Xue'er tilted her head and looked at Ling Yi, even more puzzled.
"If you take the elixir today, and the steward of the herb garden finds the quantity discrepancy later, I will still die!"
Ling Yi looked at Lin Xue'er: "If I let you retrieve the spiritual herbs, you will die. If I don't let you retrieve the spiritual herbs, I will still die. If you were in my shoes, what would you do?"