After leaving the alchemy hall, Ye Feng wandered around to other places a few more times.
Everyone is doing tasks, whether it's alchemy, weapon crafting, or slaying monsters...
Completing tasks earns you points, which can be exchanged for elixirs and magical artifacts.
There was very little room for free trade; any surplus produced was mostly traded among a few acquaintances.
It seems the only option is to go to the market. Most people who reach the late stage of Qi Refining need to go down the mountain for training in preparation for Foundation Establishment.
After returning to the mountain, they usually linger in the market. If they encounter an opportunity like last time, they can make another fortune.
Before that, why not go home and see Afu to see how the annulment is going? If possible, we should try to get the betrothal gifts and dowry back.
Regardless of the amount, at the very least, I can't let my things be ruined by some innocent, naive person.
It would be best to bring some gifts when you go back.
With that in mind, Ye Feng headed straight for the market.
As they passed through the outer gate passage, two inner disciples were holding a list and comparing it to their waist tags.
"Are you Ye Feng?"
"yes!"
"Ye Feng, the errand boy from Xuanwu District who was just promoted yesterday?"
"Uh...yes!"
"Then that's settled. You'll need to hand over your cave dwelling and outer sect uniform immediately. From now on, you'll remain a menial disciple."
Ye Feng: ......? ?
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"Is this really the medicinal material you processed?"
Li Qinghe pointed at the dismembered medicinal herbs on the table and asked sternly.
Zhou Min, who had just become a Foundation Establishment Medicine Apprentice, nodded tremblingly.
"It was...it was the disciple who...dissected it."
"You bastard!"
With a wave of his hand, Li Qinghe unleashed a gust of wind, sending Zhou Min flying backward.
"Go and call Wang Liang in here!"
After Zhou Min left, Li Qinghe looked at the disintegrated spiritual medicine in front of her with a complicated expression.
On the surface, these medicinal herbs only represent a breakdown of skill levels, at most approaching minor mastery.
However, upon closer inspection, she discovered some essences that even she, with her mastery of decomposition techniques, would find difficult to obtain.
Although it's only a little bit,
However, the fact that she only had a tiny amount of each herb was enough to make her suspicious.
If this medicinal herb hadn't been the best, she wouldn't have noticed it even after checking it carefully.
Thinking he had found a treasure, he immediately asked Zhou Min to divide it into three more parts.
To everyone's surprise, the technique was incredibly crude, even worse than the one that wasn't fully digested.
If she still doesn't understand what's going on at this point, she might as well just kill herself.
Just then, Wang Liang rushed in from outside, scrambling around in the air.
"Wang Liang, how dare you! You actually dare to deceive your superiors and cover up the truth!"
Wang Liang immediately knelt on the ground.
"Master Uncle, spare me! That person didn't dissect the body thoroughly, and his attitude wasn't proper, that's why I..."
"Bang!"
Another gust of wind swept by, and Wang Liang crashed directly into the wall.
"I don't want to hear any of this. Go find him and bring him back first, then I'll deal with you!"
Now Li Qinghe wants to know more about whether the other party's decomposition technique is a coincidence or some kind of talent waiting to be developed.
If he truly possesses exceptional talent, she wouldn't mind taking on a male disciple.
We'll know once we find them.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Li Qinghe's face.
If he really is a genius, I'll be so proud of myself!
Perhaps we can cultivate a Grand Alchemist who surpasses even Qingcao Peak...
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"Uncle, how is it?"
Wang Liang was stopped by Zhou Min as he was leaving the house.
I'm fucking...
"Smack!"
Zhou Min, feeling wronged after being thoroughly humiliated, covered his face, realizing he had given away so many spirit stones.
This distant cousin clearly assured me there would be no problem...
Wang Liang is too busy to deal with him right now, otherwise he would have given him a good beating.
I only accepted such a small amount of money, and now I'm almost jeopardizing my future. I feel incredibly wronged.
Fortunately, my uncle valued that person and managed to find him. With a few kind words exchanged on the way back, there was still a chance to salvage the situation...
Although Ye Feng didn't leave his name at the Alchemy Hall, the Mission Hall must have a record of it.
"What? No?!"
Wang Liang, completely bewildered, watched the manager of the mission hall manipulate the magic disc, his heart as cold as winter.
"That's strange, I remember there were four of us accepting the quest, how did it become three...?"
The portraits of three people appeared on the magic disc, and none of them were Ye Feng.
"Could someone have accidentally deleted it? Is it possible to recover it?"
Wang Liang asked, clinging to a sliver of hope,
"How could that be? The magic disc is a core artifact of the sect. Only the sect leader has the authority to modify it. Who could possibly delete or alter it!"
It's over....
Wang Liang slumped helplessly to the ground, filled with immense regret.
What do we do now? Should we ask the sect leader?
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The competition is in three days!
Ji Da was overjoyed upon hearing this news.
He had originally planned to advance directly and hide in the outer sect since Ye Feng was here.
However, after finding out that Ye Feng had already left for the outer sect, he changed his mind.
The grand competition is in three days, and I'll participate as a menial laborer; who knows, I might even win a prize!
According to past records, around three hundred menial laborers broke through to the fourth level of Qi Refining during the annual competition.
Now that it's been brought forward by more than two months, there will be at least fifty or sixty fewer [people/cases].
Everyone who ranks in the top 100 will receive a reward.
If you're lucky, you might be accepted as a disciple by a Foundation Establishment cultivator...
"Hmph... Ye Feng, so what if you're powerful? Once I achieve a ranking and shine in the competition, then..."
"how?"
"Huh?... Ahh..."
It took Ji Da less than a second to go from turning his head in confusion to jumping up in fright.
"You...you, you're not...."
Standing before me was indeed Ye Feng.
"You just said, what about...?"
"No...nothing's wrong!"
Ji Da tried to run away after speaking, but Ye Feng grabbed his ear.
"You little brat, you want revenge, huh? When are you going to pay me back the money you owe me?"
Ji Da clutched his ears with both hands and screamed in pain.
"I have no money, I don't have any right now... Spare me... Spare my life!"
"Spare me!"
"Smack!"
"Spare me!"
"Smack!"
After slapping Ji Da twice, Ye Feng finally kicked out.
"roll!"
This guy is always thinking about revenge; he might cause trouble at any time.
We need to teach him a lesson more often, so he knows why the flowers are so red and won't even dare to think about revenge.
Having been expelled from the outer sect, I can only participate in the Grand Competition now. In the past, the Grand Competition sometimes included things like pill formulas and cultivation techniques. As for storage bags and magic tools, you can sell them if you don't need them!
Sigh, I said no, no, but they insisted on offering it to me, so I can only reluctantly take first place.
For now, it's best to spend more time browsing the market and accumulating trading points...
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