2025-12-27 07:30:56The pill melts as soon as it enters the mouth.
Amazingly, it formed a surge of vast vital energy, spreading all over Mu Qiu's body.
For a time, Mu Qiu's body began to swell subtly.
He felt as if his entire figure was about to burst!
"What rich vital energy!"
Without further thought, Mu Qiu took in a deep breath and stepped onto the bloody staircase.
Only to hear a "rumble" exploding in his mind.
Instantaneously, an overwhelming pressure and bloody mist dispersed!
After a while, with the support of the strong vital energy within him, Mu Qiu awesomely had both feet on the seventh step of the heavenly ladder.
The moment his two feet stepped on, Mu Qiu felt his whole body floating lightly, as if he was about to ascend to immortality.
The pressure was no longer present, and the bloody mist permeated his body through his pores.
Mu Qiu's entire body, including his flesh, bones, internal organs, and meridians, all made crackling sounds.
His whole being seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.
Mu Qiu only felt the ancient godly power within him becoming significantly powerful.
At this time, he felt as if he had inexhaustible strength.
With such strength, it seemed like he could kill a mammoth with a single punch.
His Dantian, even more so, recovered about seventy percent.
Unfortunately, the good times were fleeting.
In the very next moment, Mu Qiu's energy was completely drained from his body.
As a result, he was thrown out once again.
Collapsed on the altar, Mu Qiu was gasping for air heavily.
A smile appeared on his face, "If there were more of these Vitality Nurturing Pills, I'm confident I could reach the tenth level of the Heavenly Steps within ten days!"
However, he was still uncertain as to whether the blood-red mirror on the altar could really, as he expected, automatically refine elixirs.
Regardless, he had to try again no matter what!
But then it occurred to him, he had run out of herbs and crystal stones.
Even though he wanted to attempt it, he was powerless to do so.
It seems, he would need to make a trip to the Task's Hall.
With this in mind, Mu Qiu moved his thoughts and left the Ancestral Space.
...
Not long after, Mu Qiu appeared before a bronze hall.
This place was where disciples of the Hengshan Sect received their tasks.
Relying solely on the pills given out every month for cultivation was evidently insufficient.
Therefore, many disciples must find ways to obtain more cultivation resources.
Those disciples with prestigious backgrounds are fine as they can ask for resources from their families.
But disciples like Mu Qiu, who came from ordinary backgrounds, can only earn contribution points by doing tasks.
The contribution points of the sect can be exchanged for cultivation resources in the Contribution Hall.
At this moment, there are disciples coming and going in the task hall.
Mu Qiu did not hesitate and walked straight in.
In the hall, there were many mission steles.
Each stele had shining glyphs.
Behind, there was a slot.
By placing the identity token into the slot, the task could be automatically received.
Tasks vary in difficulty, and differently difficult tasks yield different contribution points.
Most of the tasks in the outer gate are issued by inner gate disciples or elders.
Generally, these tasks are divided into three levels: low, medium, and high.
Low-level tasks are suitable for disciples who have one to three layers of martial arts.
Medium-level tasks are suitable for those with four to six layers.
As for the advanced ones, it's naturally seven to ninefold.
Currently, many disciples are gathered in front of the task stone tablet to check the tasks.
Take down the suitable ones, wait for refresh if there aren't any suitable ones.
In addition to these, there are also some special tasks.
Generally, these tasks require teaming up to complete.
The higher the task level, the more contribution points are rewarded.
Upon arriving at the task stone tablet, Mu Qiu found it to be mostly lower and middle-level tasks.
Even the higher-level tasks didn't offer many contribution points.
Continuing on, he moved onto the next tablet!
Finally, a task appeared before Mu Qiu.
A special task, 'Travel to the Valley of Flame Wolves, hunt Flame Wolves, obtain their inner orbs. A lower-level inner orb is worth ten contribution points, a middle-level orb is worth fifty points, and a top-level orb is worth one hundred points.'
Note: Fire-based materials can earn extra contribution point rewards.
"Mmm, this one."
Without a second thought, Mu Qiu stepped forward, pressing his identity token into the special task groove.
Suddenly, the characters on the stone tablet dimmed.
In a flash, it became the information on Mu Qiu's identity token.
"Huh? Someone has taken that task."
"What? It's Mu Qiu again?"
In these few days, Mu Qiu was still quite the talk of the town.
No wonder so many disciples were surprised. The Fire Wolf Valley was quite dangerous.
Although a Fire Wolf was only a primary tier demonic beast.
But there were too many Fire Wolves in the valley. Once surrounded, even those at the peak of martial arts would find it difficult to escape. It was necessary to form a team to go there.
Mu Qiu going there alone was undoubtedly a suicide mission.
He paid no attention to the astonished glances from the other disciples.
Mu Qiu chuckled, retracted his identity token, and leisurely walked out of the quest hall.
Upon leaving the hall, he headed directly to the Fire Wolf Valley.
Along the way, Mu Qiu ran like the wind.
Rising and falling, he moved like a human-shaped Tyrannosaurus, carrying a sonic boom with him.
The Hengshan Sect was located in the Luoyun Mountain Range.
Likewise, the Fire Wolf Valley was also in the Luoyun Mountain Range.
Even though they were in the same mountain range, there was still quite a distance between them.
Even with Mu Qiu's current speed, he traveled for a day and only arrived at the entrance of Fire Wolf Valley on the morning of the second day.
In the valley, on the steep cliffs, and amongst the scattered rocks, fire was burning everywhere.
Even if you were just standing at the entrance of the valley, it felt like being in a furnace.
Generally, disciples with weaker cultivation could not stay inside for a long time.
However, Mu Qiu was evidently not one of them.
The Ancient Gods, who prioritize body refining, demonstrate their power through force.
These fiery heat waves naturally did not cause him any harm.
"It's rather hot indeed!"
Mu Qiu muttered to himself as he stepped into the valley.
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