2026-02-01 14:36:41After counting them, Mu Qiu carefully put away the Fire Wolf Cores.
Then, he took out a few items from his bosom.
These were loots from the bodies of the three disciples of the Blood Poison Sect.
The most familiar among them was the antidote for the Blood Poison Pill.
Unfortunately, it was of no use to him.
Apart from that, there were the crystals in the crystal bag.
Mu Qiu counted. There were a total of thirty-six.
Of these, six were second-rate, and thirty were third-rate.
Whether it was martial arts techniques, or elixirs and treasures, or crystals, they were all divided into nine ranks.
Each rank is further divided into lower, medium, and upper grades.
Take the crystals, for example; the higher the rank, the richer the spirit within.
"Six second-rate and thirty third-rate, that's quite a harvest."
In his delight, he also examined the remaining items, all of which were useless.
Surprisingly, what embarrassed Mu Qiu the most was a book of erotic pictures. The provocative poses depicted within heated his body involuntarily.
However, just as he thought to destroy the erotic book, his gaze suddenly solidified.
The intertwined scenes depicted in the book were not simple!
It seemed that this book of erotic pictures might actually be a book of martial arts!
The poses of the men and women depicted were extremely unique, similar to a Yin-Yang Harmony Technique.
Mu Qiu flipped through a few more pages; the more he looked, the more extraordinary he found this method to be.
After some thought, he couldn't bear to tear it up, and decided to put it away.
You should know, the Art of Yin-Yang Harmony was different from the Yin Conduction Method.
The Yin Conduction Method only benefited men and harmed women.
However, the Art of Yin-Yang Harmony was beneficial to both men and women.
It could be considered a righteous method of dual cultivation!
Mu Qiu didn't destroy it, not because he wanted to dual cultivate with a woman in the future, but merely because he felt it's a waste to tear it up.
"Huh, what is this?"
After stowing away the Yin-Yang Harmony Technique, his eyes fell upon a jade slip.
Out of curiosity, he pressed the jade slip to his forehead to examine its contents.
Upon looking, he revealed an expression of surprise.
Pulling back his consciousness, Mu Qiu curved his lips into a profound smile and muttered to himself: "Zhao Liqing..."
On the jade slip was clearly a message from Zhao Liqing to the disciples of Blood Poison Sect: 'Burial Spirit Ancient Tomb will be opened soon. At that time, all clans of the Divine Dynasty and the four holy lands are expected to arrive. To ensure the plan doesn't change, I need a large quantity of Blood Essence Pills to boost my cultivation. I hope your sect would not be stingy—Zhao Liqing!’
"Unexpectedly, this Zhao Liqing has been in collusion with the Blood Poison Sect!" Mu Qiu shook his head, somewhat surprised. No wonder Zhao Liqing was able to ascend the Inner Sect Leaderboard in such a short period! He had been using the Blood Essence Pill to enhance his cultivation all along. The Blood Essence Pill is made by the Blood Poison Sect by forcibly extracting the fresh blood and vitality of living people. Although ruthless, it can quickly boost cultivation. However, it comes with a great hidden risk and instability in cultivation levels. For orthodox sects like the Hengshan Sect, the Blood Essence Pill is a forbidden drug. If he were to hand over this jade slip to the sect... "Not yet, I can't hand it over!" Thinking about it, Mu Qiu shook his head secretly. Given his current standing within the sect, even if he truly handed over the jade slip, no one would believe it. Moreover, this jade slip doesn't explicitly state Zhao Liqing's intention to harm the Hengshan Sect. Thus, Zhao Liqing could have a lot of explanations later. Considering all these factors, Mu Qiu decided to wait until the time was ripe, and then hand over the jade slip as evidence.
"That's right, what exactly is the Burial Spirit Ancient Tomb?"
Even though Mu Qiu has never heard of the Burial Spirit Ancient Tomb, he could guess its significance.
This tomb, it must be no ordinary place.
Thinking of this, Mu Qiu carefully puts away the jade slip.
Then, he takes a look at the situation outside and notices that the entire pack of wolves has left.
"Return to the sect."
With this thought, Mu Qiu turns around and leaves the inheritance space, rushing to Hengshan Sect overnight.
...
The next day, noon.
As soon as Mu Qiu is back at Hengshan Sect, he makes his way to the task hall.
"Look, Mu Qiu is back!"
"He actually didn't die in the Fire Wolf Valley?"
"Heh, I guess he just went for a leisurely trip down the hill and didn't really go to the Fire Wolf Valley."
Inside the hall, many disciples are pointing and whispering about Mu Qiu.
Mu Qiu doesn't care about them and ignores their words.
He arrived directly at the place to return the mission.
However, the next moment, he slightly furrowed his brows, looking both up and down.
His identity token was gone!
"Darn it!"
Mu Qiu was dumbfounded!
In this manner, it confirmed the suspicion of the other disciples that he hadn't gone to Firewolf Valley.
Otherwise, with his power level, how could he return alive?
"I am saying, have you completed the mission or not?" The one responsible for the task contribution was a rather beautiful outer sect girl; seeing Mu Qiu like this, she couldn't help but wave her hands and urged, "If you have not completed it, then leave quickly! There are other disciples waiting in line! This is not a place for you to make a spectacle!"
Mu Qiu was stunned for a moment, just about to open his mouth.
But suddenly, a voice came from behind.
"Elder sister, did you just say that someone was making a spectacle?"
The voice was sweet and made everyone present divert their gaze.
There she was, a young girl in a purple dress, walking slowly into the hall with her hands behind her back and her chest out.
The girl in the purple dress looked at Mu Qiu fiercely, revealing two little fangs.
"Junior brother Mu, benefactor Mu!"
Under all eyes, she walked up to Mu Qiu, flaunting the token in her hand before his eyes, tilting her chin up, and said triumphantly, "It seems that we are quite fated, aren't we?"
"Uh…"
Mu Qiu was taken aback. He already knew that she was also from the Hengshan Sect.
But he didn't expect to meet her again so soon.
Sweat!
How careless!
He didn't even realize when he dropped the identity token!
Luckily, this silly woman picked it up!
Otherwise wouldn't all those hunts for the fire wolves be in vain?
"Th... Thank you!"
Taking the token back, Mu Qiu expressed his gratitude to the girl in the purple skirt.
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