At the same time, the token vibrated slightly, and a message appeared.
[Trial Participant: Han Xuanji ]
[Slain: Thunderhorn Deer (Late-stage Tier 2 creature)]
[Combat Assessment: Solo hunt, unharmed, one-hit kill]
[Points earned: 0.1]
"Only 0.1 points."
Han Xuanji frowned.
He knew that the points in the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm were valuable, but he didn't expect them to be this valuable.
Killing a creature of similar strength to himself only earns him 0.1 points, while the qualification to enter a place of inheritance requires anywhere from thousands to tens of thousands of points.
At this rate, to accumulate enough points to meet the minimum requirement, one would have to spend a very long time soaking in this sea of grass.
Moreover, the creatures of the secret realm cannot be killed at will. The intelligence clearly states that the creatures in the Saint Realm have a certain territorial awareness, and if too many are hunted in the same area, it is easy to alert the herds.
He could easily handle one Thunderhorn Deer, but if a whole herd of Thunderhorn Deer attacked at the same time, along with a few more advanced Variant, even he would have to think twice.
After all, dying once not only shakes your soul and forces you out of the secret realm, but also causes you to lose half of your points.
"Using conventional methods to accumulate points is indeed too inefficient."
Han Xuanji raised an eyebrow and immediately probed the token with his Divine Sense, flipping through the "Secret Realm Rules".
He quickly found the entrance to the Achievement System in the token's function interface. Hundreds of achievement tasks were listed densely, ranging from "100 consecutive kills Undying " to the more difficult "solo hunting of high-level Variant " and "solo completion of the Trial Grounds," with detailed classifications and point rewards ranging from tens to tens of thousands.
Some of these achievements offer rewards sufficient to unlock a low-level inheritance site with a single reward, making them hundreds of times more efficient than grinding monsters.
Han Xuanji's gaze lingered on the densely packed achievement entries on the token for a long while.
The rules of the secret realm discourage PVP, which means fighting against other "players".
However, there is indeed competition; you are not the only one in some trial grounds or inheritance grounds.
Furthermore, any participant who dies in the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm will lose points and be unable to re-enter for a short period of time.
"Never mind, let's go find my senior sister first."
As Han Xuanji pondered this, he casually put the Thunderhorn Deer's corpse into his storage space. Although the corpse of the Saint Realm creature wasn't worth any points, it was better than nothing and could be used as material.
"By the way, Senior Sister must have a lot of points..."
Han Xuanji did not linger there. He turned and walked north, several thoughts flashing through his mind.
Although the Space Dao Principles here restrict flight, his speed is still extraordinary, and soon he saw a faintly glowing stone platform in the distance.
The stone platform was about ten feet square, and its sides were engraved with pale silver spatial array patterns. A semi-transparent sphere of light floated on the platform and was slowly rotating.
This is the map teleportation point that Leng Qianshuang mentioned in her message.
The Nine Mysteries Saint Realm is vast. If one were to travel solely on foot, it would take an unknown amount of time to walk from the outer perimeter to the core area. Teleportation points are the most important transportation hubs in the Saint Realm. Once activated, they allow one to travel freely between specific teleportation points.
He placed his hand on the ball of light, and the token trembled slightly, sending a message through his mind.
[Teleportation point activated: North Sea Grassland ]
[Teleportable destination: North Sea Market ]
"It's quite convenient."
Han Xuanji muttered something to himself and then chose to teleport.
A flash of white light appeared before his eyes, and after a brief feeling of weightlessness, he found himself standing on solid ground.
The scene before me was completely different from the grassland I had just seen. This was a valley surrounded by mountains, with steep and desolate peaks all around, and the exposed rock walls were covered with ravines eroded by time.
In the very center of the valley, there was a market town of moderate size.
The streets were paved with bluestone, and the buildings had flying eaves and brackets. However, all the buildings were shrouded in a very faint silver halo, which was the embodiment of the Principle of the Saint Realm. Protected by the rules, they could not be damaged.
There were more monks on the streets than he had expected.
Some were in a hurry, clearly rushing to some trial site, while others were in groups of three or five, haggling over prices at street stalls.
Several others sat alone in a corner, eyes closed, meditating, with faint light of Principle flowing around them.
Their faces were all unfamiliar, and their clothing styles varied. Some wore the Daoist robes commonly seen in Nine Mysteries City, some wore the robes of the Sacred Court, and several wore robes in exotic styles, clearly from a major domain outside the Sacred Radiance Domain.
The Nine Mysteries Saint Realm is not only accessible to cultivators from the Nine Mysteries Prefecture. Cultivators from the entire Sacred Radiance Domain and even the major domains under the jurisdiction of the Sacred Court can obtain entry qualifications as long as they pay a considerable fee to Nine Mysteries City.
This is precisely the fundamental reason why the Nine Mysteries Prefecture holds a special position among the various domains of the Sacred Court. By controlling the entrance to the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm, it holds a continuous path to wealth.
Mo Chenxiao was able to take the position of Nine Mysteries Holy Lord after fighting for a long time with several competitors within the Sacred Court, and finally won it through his strength and shrewdness.
Han Xuanji withdrew his gaze and confirmed Leng Qianshuang's location on the token.
In the central-eastern part of the market town, there is a tavern called " Lingering Clouds ".
He walked along the bluestone street in that direction, passing several shops that exchanged Law Treasure and several stalls that sold information. He found that the transactions here were indeed settled in points, just as the information had said.
A Dao Master- level Law Treasure that looks quite good is priced at 100 points, while a Jade Slip containing a guide to conquering a low-level inheritance site is priced at 50 points.
Here, points are everything.
The signboard of Lingering Clouds Tavern is a dark stone slab hanging above the door, with two elegant yet powerful characters carved on it, the strokes of which faintly convey a sense of Sword Intent.
Han Xuanji pushed open the door and entered, a faint aroma of wine wafting towards him.
The tavern wasn't big, with seven or eight tables, and it was already mostly occupied.
Leng Qianshuang sat at a square table by the window, her long, silvery-white hair standing out strikingly in the dim light of the tavern.
She still had that aloof demeanor, but now she held a celadon wine cup in her hand. The wine inside was amber in color and shimmered with a warm luster under the light.
There were four other people sitting next to her, two men and two women, all dressed quite elegantly and exuding an extraordinary aura.
When Leng Qianshuang saw Han Xuanji enter, she raised her hand and beckoned to him, her gesture casual and natural.
Han Xuanji walked over, his gaze sweeping briefly over the four people.
One of the male cultivators wore a silver robe from the Sacred Court, his face was calm and his aura was restrained, while the other wore a moon-white long robe, with a faint smile on his lips, and looked quite easygoing.
One of the female cultivators was dressed in fiery red, with a touch of heroism in her eyes and brows; the other wore a purple dress, was elegant and delicate, with a gentle face, and was sipping a glass of fruit wine.
"This is my junior brother, Han Xuanji."
Leng Qianshuang began the introductions, her tone still cool yet measured, then turned to Han Xuanji and pointed to the four people one by one.
"These are all my friends from the Sacred Court: Su Ye, an elite silver-robed disciple of the Sacred Court; Wen Ruyu; Hong Ling; and Zi Yuan."
She didn't mention many titles, but Han Xuanji knew what they meant.