Rayn was not simply wandering around Golden Harbor without purpose. He was engaged in what he called "Qi Collection."Within the Cultivation Immortality System, there was a unique Dharma Gate capable of collecting the "Aura of the Red Dust." That was the terminology used in Cultivation Immortality, but from Rayn's perspective, the technique was essentially a method of gathering a special concept.The Aura of the Red Dust originated from the joys and sorrows, births and deaths, seven emotions and six desires of the mortal world. It was the materialization of the countless experiences and phenomena that made up human life, carrying the complicated emotions and experiences of ordinary people.Although it could not directly enhance cultivation or transform things in the same way as Spiritual Power, it was an excellent "universal material" with many different uses.Under normal circumstances, it could be used to temper a cultivator's mental state, strengthening their resilience and helping

The night lay over Dawn Mansion like black velvet, enveloping the once magnificent noble villa in darkness. During the day, Rayn wandered leisurely through the streets and alleys of Golden Harbor under the guise of "Jack," collecting the Aura of the Red Dust from the bustling crowds and issuing high-bounty tasks for Hundred Flowers Dew. When night fell, however, the villa became his true battlefield and the place where he focused on his cultivation.The generous rewards offered for Hundred Flowers Dew, combined with the ruthless methods "Jack" had displayed at the Adventurer's Guild, had caused quite a stir in Golden Harbor's underworld. Some people coveted the large amounts of gold coins involved, believing that the newcomer was merely a tough guy who relied on brute force. Others could not accept the way he had challenged Carl's position and wanted to reclaim the ground they believed they had lost. Driven by greed and hatred, these people gradually began choosing to test Dawn Mansio

Over the past two months, Golden Harbor had remained as bustling as ever on the surface.The port docks were always crowded with merchant ships coming and going, their sails flapping loudly in the wind while the shouts of dockworkers rose and fell across the busy harbor.At the "Drunken Dolphin" tavern, Rayn would occasionally meet Old Hui to gather some street intelligence and learn about the latest developments around the city."The border has been unstable again recently, Jack." Old Hui drained his malt beer in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and lowered his voice. "The Beastmen are having constant skirmishes on the front lines. These green skins were beaten like dogs by the Wizards before, and now that the Wizards have eased their assault, they're starting to get cocky again."Rayn simply nodded, remaining calm as he listened. "I've heard that those nobles plan to renege on the agreed supplies?""Heh, that's nothing new." Old Hui seemed rather dismissive of the matter. "Those nobles de

When the heavy gate collapsed with a thunderous crash under the assault of the Beastmen and the treacherous mercenaries, Rayn was already standing at the entrance to the villa.The Beastman vanguard, accompanied by rebellious human soldiers in their uniforms, charged into the courtyard with fanatical killing intent shining in their eyes. They wielded bloodstained axes and scimitars, believing they were invading the mansion of a wealthy merchant, an easy target they could loot without much trouble.When they spotted Rayn standing quietly in the courtyard, they paused for a moment, instinctively suspecting a trap. However, after realizing that no magical fluctuations were coming from him, their excitement quickly returned."Kill them all! Take everything!" a particularly burly Beastman roared.Covered in brown fur and possessing bulging muscles, he raised his enormous axe, its blade gleaming coldly, and charged straight towards Rayn.Behind him, seven or eight Beastman warriors riding W

As the first rays of dawn struggled to break through the darkness and shine upon Golden Harbor, a hellish scene came into view.The smell of gunpowder, the stench of blood, and the charred scent of burning wood mingled together, hanging over the entire city like a thick, toxic fog. The air no longer carried the familiar sounds of a bustling port city. Instead, only occasional screams from the distance, the groans of the dying, and the crackling of flames consuming wooden buildings could be heard.The streets that had once been filled with life and activity had lost all traces of their former prosperity. The beautiful facades of shops had been violently torn apart, their precious goods looted and scattered, leaving behind shattered pottery, broken containers, and overturned shelves.Scattered weapons, blood-soaked clothing, and horrifying remains of bodies littered the muddy ground. A few abandoned War Pig carcasses lay in the middle of the road, their fur singed by the flames and thei