He walked out of Xunhuan Tower in a swagger without attracting anyone's attention. After all, there were so many people coming and going in Xunhuan Tower every day, including many children of aristocrats. It was impossible for anyone to pay special attention to Gu Yuan.

“Ah, so comfortable!”

Stretching, Gu Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at the crowd outside. He felt that his bones were almost rusted these days.

Following the route he remembered, Gu Yuan quickly came to the door of a magnificent building. He looked up at the plaque above the door, which had four large gold-plated characters inlaid on it.

"Mercenary Guild."

After reciting it silently, Gu Yuan recalled the origin of the Mercenary Guild, a special organization.

Millions of years ago, hundreds of races flourished across the Spiritual Continent, each following the law of the jungle: survival of the fittest. Many races vanished completely over time, and now, only humans and demonic beasts roam the continent, with humans holding an absolute advantage.

There has never been a harmonious relationship between humans and monsters. The monster cores of monsters are a great temptation for human spiritual practitioners.

Since the lifespan of monsters is much longer than that of humans, it is common for them to practice for hundreds or thousands of years.

The demon core is the essence of their entire body. The immense energy contained in the demon core is indispensable for high-level elixirs, high-level spiritual tools, and even certain magic arrays. Therefore, this greatly stimulates the greed of spiritual practitioners.

Because monsters far surpass humans in both physical strength and explosive power, countless independent cultivators began to spontaneously form small groups, and then work together to hunt more powerful monsters in exchange for money and resources.

The so-called independent cultivators are lone rangers who have no family or sect to support them. They can only obtain cultivation resources through their own means.

As time goes by, more and more independent cultivation groups appear in every corner of the Spiritual Continent like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

However, the vast majority of resources are always occupied by large families and sects, and the remaining resources are limited.

Faced with a situation where there are more wolves than meat, and without any rules to constrain them, the group of independent cultivators who had always been outward-looking gradually evolved into an internal confrontation. The situation escalated and eventually became out of control.

The struggle lasted for several years. The major independent cultivator groups knew that if they continued like this, their future would be ruined by their own hands before the major families and sects could take action.

Therefore, Yan Mo, the leader of the most powerful and prestigious group among the independent cultivators at that time, nicknamed the King of Hell, stood up.

Yan Mo suppressed several groups that were fighting the most fiercely with the power of a single group, and then proposed to establish an organization to manage the groups of independent cultivators. The independent cultivators registered groups within the organization, and the groups were not bound by the organization and only needed to abide by the organization's regulations. Eventually, he gained the support of most groups, and this organization was formed, which is now the mercenary guild.

The Mercenary Guild had grown into a vast organization spanning the entire continent, and it was no longer limited to groups of independent cultivators. Nowadays, anyone, whether a spiritual cultivator, independent cultivator, or a disciple of a sect, could register as a mercenary and enjoy the various preferential policies offered by the Mercenary Guild.

The mercenary guild in front of Gu Yuan was just a branch of the mercenary guild in Beastmaster City. Even so, because Beastmaster City was backed by the Black Demon Mountains, the number of mercenaries was still countless.

Coming back to his senses, Gu Yuan suppressed his excitement and stepped into the hall of the Mercenary Guild.

Unlike places like auction houses, people can enter and exit freely here, and the Mercenary Guild's management of people is quite loose, of course, provided that they do not violate the regulations of the Mercenary Guild.

It was still early and there were not many people in the hall. Gu Yuan looked around quietly.

There was a special huge transparent crystal on the opposite wall. What surprised Gu Yuan was that there were blood-red subtitles rolling on it, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Isn't this the projector from the previous life?" Gu Yuan had a strange look on his face. Has the technology in this world developed to this level?

After carefully reading the subtitles on the crystal, Gu Yuan discovered that they were likely some kind of mission. Something like, "Assist the Lone Wolf Squad in going to the Black Demon Mountains to hunt down the second-level Wood Poison Wolf. Required Strength: Ninth-level Spiritual Apprentice or above, preferably a Fire-attribute Spiritual Cultivator. Reward: 150 gold coins."

"A ninth-level spiritual disciple's gift is only worth 150 gold coins. Isn't that too cheap?"

Gu Yuan was stunned by the low price. No wonder so many people liked to recruit people from the Mercenary Guild. You know, one hundred and fifty gold coins could only buy a first-grade pill of slightly better quality. This was no different from the previous labor market, just like free labor.

Shaking his head, Gu Yuan was somewhat thankful for his identity as the chosen one. With a system like a cheat tool for cultivation, he could simply exchange anything he wanted for something of equal value. Compared to them, he was already countless times better off.

But... you have to accumulate the original capital yourself. Without the original capital, how can you roll the resources into a snow mountain?

And the accumulation of this original capital is in the ring in Gu Yuan's hand.

Gu Yuan touched the ring on his hand. There were still ninety-nine healing pills left there, with medicinal effects comparable to second-grade elixirs. If he sold them all, he would be able to obtain a spiritual vein. By then, he would be a true spiritual cultivator!

After wandering around for about half an hour, more people finally came into the hall.

Many people poured into the hall, and corresponding persons in charge appeared in front of each counter. Those were the places where the tasks were issued, while the big screen required recruiters to pay extra for full-screen broadcasting.

Gu Yuan smacked his lips. It was said that the big screen broadcast alone could bring tens of thousands of gold coins in revenue to the mercenary guild every day. This was much more comfortable than running errands to sell his own pills.

"The Black Bear Squad is recruiting! Strength requirements must be no less than Level 5 Spirit Apprentice, with Earth-attribute defenders preferred!"

"The Cheetah Squad is recruiting temporary members. The strength requirement is no less than that of a seventh-level spiritual disciple. Those with fire attributes are preferred!"

Outside the hall, the voices of each team recruiting members could be heard. Gu Yuan knew about the attribute issue.

People who have spiritual veins will know the attributes of their spiritual veins when their spiritual veins awaken. Gold, wood, water, fire and earth are the most common, and of course there are also some variant attributes.

For example, water-attribute spirit veins can mutate into ice-attribute spirit veins, and earth-attribute spirit veins can mutate into sand-attribute and stone-attribute spirit veins.

There are also some extremely rare attributes, such as space attributes, time attributes, etc. These attributes are extremely rare. People who possess these attributes, if they do not die young, will basically grow up to be famous figures.

The attributes of the spiritual veins determine what kind of skills and techniques a cultivator should choose. If a cultivator with water attributes practices a fire attribute technique, he is undoubtedly seeking death.

Gu Yuan watched as the mercenaries who met the requirements joined the various teams, a hint of envy appeared on his face, and then disappeared without a trace.

He rubbed his face, took out a bottle of pills from his ring, and then walked quickly towards the group of recruits outside...