Chapter 249: Return to the Sect
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Chapter 249: Return to the Sect
After the Golden Core cultivator of the Robbery Dao had departed, the group of ten people resumed their journey, but the atmosphere was no longer as cheerful as before.
They walked with their heads hanging low, looking dejected like dogs that had lost their home. Ten people silently trudged forward, and the only sound was the rustling of leaves under their feet.
Their Spiritual Weapons had been stolen, leaving them unable to fly with their tools. Now, they had to measure the distance in the East Zhou Cultivation Realm by walking on the ground.
Wang Hong walked quietly with the group, but his heart was in turmoil, far from calm.
For him, the loss of material possessions was inconsequential. Although his Storage Bag contained many valuables, he had placed all his important items in his personal Space. Whenever he took something from his Storage Bag, it was just for show.
The Golden Core cultivator who had attacked them had probably just passed by and decided to rob them on a whim. He hadn't thoroughly investigated Wang Hong and the others. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left Wang Hong's main Spiritual Weapon in the Storage Bag, raising suspicions.
Also, he had left Wang Hong's Spirit Beast pouch on his waist, probably considering it worthless. A Foundation Building cultivator's Spirit Beast wouldn't be of much value to him. Once a Spirit Beast had recognized a master, it couldn't be re-recognized, so the robber couldn't make much use of it unless he killed it for meat.
Feeling powerless, depending on the mercy of others for life and death, was a terrible feeling.
In the Cultivation World, higher-tier cultivators often robbed lower-tier ones. After all, where did the wealth of high-tier cultivators come from if not from such actions? Wang Hong had worked hard to earn Spirit Stones and resources, but in the end, robbing was quicker.
However, it was typically lower-level cultivators robbing those just a few minor realms lower than them. Robbing a Foundation Building cultivator like this, with a difference of an entire major realm, was akin to adults snatching candy from a child and was generally frowned upon.
Wang Hong had been fortunate not to encounter bandit cultivators until now, but unexpectedly, he had run into them for the first time on this trip.
After walking for several dozen miles, the group split up and went their separate ways, with no more pleasantries exchanged.
Only two fellow disciples from Qingxu Sect remained on the same path as Wang Hong.The source of this content no/v(el)bi((n))
At this point, Wang Hong released Little Peng from his Spirit Beast pouch.
"Senior brothers, the journey back to Qingxu Sect is still far. How about I give you both a ride?" Little Peng now had a wingspan of fifteen feet and a broad back, so carrying three people was not a problem.
"That would be wonderful, Senior Brother Wang. Thank you!" Hearing Wang Hong's offer, the two disciples expressed their gratitude.
The distance from here to Qingxu Sect would take over ten days even if they could fly with their tools as usual. Walking on foot, they had no idea how long it would take. When they heard Wang Hong's invitation, they were naturally grateful.
Unaware of Chen Nian's anxieties, Wang Hong leisurely walked through a field of Three Yang Melon Seeds. The golden flowers of the Three Yang Melon Seeds were facing the sun.
Next to the Three Yang Melon Seeds field was a spirit fruit orchard. After wandering through the melon seeds field, he entered the spirit fruit orchard with a cheerful mood.
The twenty Spirit Jujube Trees he had planted earlier had not been harvested for years. They were now laden with Spirit Jujubes the size of chicken eggs, all a vibrant red.
He lightly jumped up and sat on a tree branch, picking a ripe, red Spirit Jujube that dangled overhead.
"Crunch! Crunch!"
He began to eat it right there, and he couldn't help but think that even a low-tier spirit fruit tasted better in his own home than anywhere else.
After having some fun, Wang Hong returned to the main hall and summoned Chen Nian.
"Senior Uncle, here are one thousand catties of Three Yang Melon Seeds. They matured two years ago, and I've harvested them all here. Seeing the land lying idle afterward, I took the liberty of replanting them. Please forgive me, Senior Uncle."
Chen Nian took out several large sacks and placed them in the hall, each filled with Three Yang Melon Seeds.
Three Yang Melon Seeds mature every three years and, when roasted, make for excellent spiritual food. Like Spirit Tea, many cultivators used them to entertain guests.
"Well done, you handled this matter excellently. Over the years, you've taken good care of the cave mansion, and I'm very satisfied. Here, I have five hundred Condensing Qi Pills to compensate you for the past two years. The surplus can be considered as a reward."
Wang Hong retrieved several pill bottles, held them up with Spiritual Power, and presented them to Chen Nian.
He had promised to provide Chen Nian with ten Condensing Qi Pills every month as compensation. Since he had owed Chen Nian for approximately two years, he naturally had to give a little extra as a Foundation Building cultivator repaying his sect's junior.
"Thank you, Senior Uncle Wang!" Chen Nian accepted the pills, overjoyed. Finally, he could rest easy, as there were not only no reprimands but also rewards.
With these pills, he should be able to reach the peak of Qi Cultivation soon.
"Alright, you may go now," Wang Hong dismissed him.
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Chapter 249: Return to the Sect
After the Golden Core cultivator of the Robbery Dao had departed, the group of ten people resumed their journey, but the atmosphere was no longer as cheerful as before.
They walked with their heads hanging low, looking dejected like dogs that had lost their home. Ten people silently trudged forward, and the only sound was the rustling of leaves under their feet.
Their Spiritual Weapons had been stolen, leaving them unable to fly with their tools. Now, they had to measure the distance in the East Zhou Cultivation Realm by walking on the ground.
Wang Hong walked quietly with the group, but his heart was in turmoil, far from calm.
For him, the loss of material possessions was inconsequential. Although his Storage Bag contained many valuables, he had placed all his important items in his personal Space. Whenever he took something from his Storage Bag, it was just for show.
The Golden Core cultivator who had attacked them had probably just passed by and decided to rob them on a whim. He hadn't thoroughly investigated Wang Hong and the others. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left Wang Hong's main Spiritual Weapon in the Storage Bag, raising suspicions.
Also, he had left Wang Hong's Spirit Beast pouch on his waist, probably considering it worthless. A Foundation Building cultivator's Spirit Beast wouldn't be of much value to him. Once a Spirit Beast had recognized a master, it couldn't be re-recognized, so the robber couldn't make much use of it unless he killed it for meat.
Feeling powerless, depending on the mercy of others for life and death, was a terrible feeling.
In the Cultivation World, higher-tier cultivators often robbed lower-tier ones. After all, where did the wealth of high-tier cultivators come from if not from such actions? Wang Hong had worked hard to earn Spirit Stones and resources, but in the end, robbing was quicker.
However, it was typically lower-level cultivators robbing those just a few minor realms lower than them. Robbing a Foundation Building cultivator like this, with a difference of an entire major realm, was akin to adults snatching candy from a child and was generally frowned upon.
Wang Hong had been fortunate not to encounter bandit cultivators until now, but unexpectedly, he had run into them for the first time on this trip.
After walking for several dozen miles, the group split up and went their separate ways, with no more pleasantries exchanged.
Only two fellow disciples from Qingxu Sect remained on the same path as Wang Hong.The source of this content no/v(el)bi((n))
At this point, Wang Hong released Little Peng from his Spirit Beast pouch.
"Senior brothers, the journey back to Qingxu Sect is still far. How about I give you both a ride?" Little Peng now had a wingspan of fifteen feet and a broad back, so carrying three people was not a problem.
"That would be wonderful, Senior Brother Wang. Thank you!" Hearing Wang Hong's offer, the two disciples expressed their gratitude.
The distance from here to Qingxu Sect would take over ten days even if they could fly with their tools as usual. Walking on foot, they had no idea how long it would take. When they heard Wang Hong's invitation, they were naturally grateful.
Unaware of Chen Nian's anxieties, Wang Hong leisurely walked through a field of Three Yang Melon Seeds. The golden flowers of the Three Yang Melon Seeds were facing the sun.
Next to the Three Yang Melon Seeds field was a spirit fruit orchard. After wandering through the melon seeds field, he entered the spirit fruit orchard with a cheerful mood.
The twenty Spirit Jujube Trees he had planted earlier had not been harvested for years. They were now laden with Spirit Jujubes the size of chicken eggs, all a vibrant red.
He lightly jumped up and sat on a tree branch, picking a ripe, red Spirit Jujube that dangled overhead.
"Crunch! Crunch!"
He began to eat it right there, and he couldn't help but think that even a low-tier spirit fruit tasted better in his own home than anywhere else.
After having some fun, Wang Hong returned to the main hall and summoned Chen Nian.
"Senior Uncle, here are one thousand catties of Three Yang Melon Seeds. They matured two years ago, and I've harvested them all here. Seeing the land lying idle afterward, I took the liberty of replanting them. Please forgive me, Senior Uncle."
Chen Nian took out several large sacks and placed them in the hall, each filled with Three Yang Melon Seeds.
Three Yang Melon Seeds mature every three years and, when roasted, make for excellent spiritual food. Like Spirit Tea, many cultivators used them to entertain guests.
"Well done, you handled this matter excellently. Over the years, you've taken good care of the cave mansion, and I'm very satisfied. Here, I have five hundred Condensing Qi Pills to compensate you for the past two years. The surplus can be considered as a reward."
Wang Hong retrieved several pill bottles, held them up with Spiritual Power, and presented them to Chen Nian.
He had promised to provide Chen Nian with ten Condensing Qi Pills every month as compensation. Since he had owed Chen Nian for approximately two years, he naturally had to give a little extra as a Foundation Building cultivator repaying his sect's junior.
"Thank you, Senior Uncle Wang!" Chen Nian accepted the pills, overjoyed. Finally, he could rest easy, as there were not only no reprimands but also rewards.
With these pills, he should be able to reach the peak of Qi Cultivation soon.
"Alright, you may go now," Wang Hong dismissed him.
[Read at /shanefreak, and heartfelt thankyou for your support!]
Chapter 249: Return to the SectAfter the Golden Core cultivator of the Robbery Dao had departed, the group of ten people resumed their journey, but the atmosphere was no longer as cheerful as before.They walked with their heads hanging low, looking dejected like dogs that had lost their home. Ten people silently trudged forward, and the only sound was the rustling of leaves under their feet.Their Spiritual Weapons had been stolen, leaving them unable to fly with their tools. Now, they had to measure the distance in the East Zhou Cultivation Realm by walking on the ground.Wang Hong walked quietly with the group, but his heart was in turmoil, far from calm.For him, the loss of material possessions was inconsequential. Although his Storage Bag contained many valuables, he had placed all his important items in his personal Space. Whenever he took something from his Storage Bag, it was just for show.The Golden Core cultivator who had attacked them had probably just passed by and decided to rob them on a whim. He hadn't thoroughly investigated Wang Hong and the others. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left Wang Hong's main Spiritual Weapon in the Storage Bag, raising suspicions.Also, he had left Wang Hong's Spirit Beast pouch on his waist, probably considering it worthless. A Foundation Building cultivator's Spirit Beast wouldn't be of much value to him. Once a Spirit Beast had recognized a master, it couldn't be re-recognized, so the robber couldn't make much use of it unless he killed it for meat.Feeling powerless, depending on the mercy of others for life and death, was a terrible feeling.In the Cultivation World, higher-tier cultivators often robbed lower-tier ones. After all, where did the wealth of high-tier cultivators come from if not from such actions? Wang Hong had worked hard to earn Spirit Stones and resources, but in the end, robbing was quicker.However, it was typically lower-level cultivators robbing those just a few minor realms lower than them. Robbing a Foundation Building cultivator like this, with a difference of an entire major realm, was akin to adults snatching candy from a child and was generally frowned upon.Wang Hong had been fortunate not to encounter bandit cultivators until now, but unexpectedly, he had run into them for the first time on this trip.After walking for several dozen miles, the group split up and went their separate ways, with no more pleasantries exchanged.Only two fellow disciples from Qingxu Sect remained on the same path as Wang Hong.The source of this content no/velbinAt this point, Wang Hong released Little Peng from his Spirit Beast pouch."Senior brothers, the journey back to Qingxu Sect is still far. How about I give you both a ride?" Little Peng now had a wingspan of fifteen feet and a broad back, so carrying three people was not a problem."That would be wonderful, Senior Brother Wang. Thank you!" Hearing Wang Hong's offer, the two disciples expressed their gratitude.The distance from here to Qingxu Sect would take over ten days even if they could fly with their tools as usual. Walking on foot, they had no idea how long it would take. When they heard Wang Hong's invitation, they were naturally grateful.Unaware of Chen Nian's anxieties, Wang Hong leisurely walked through a field of Three Yang Melon Seeds. The golden flowers of the Three Yang Melon Seeds were facing the sun.Next to the Three Yang Melon Seeds field was a spirit fruit orchard. After wandering through the melon seeds field, he entered the spirit fruit orchard with a cheerful mood.The twenty Spirit Jujube Trees he had planted earlier had not been harvested for years. They were now laden with Spirit Jujubes the size of chicken eggs, all a vibrant red.He lightly jumped up and sat on a tree branch, picking a ripe, red Spirit Jujube that dangled overhead."Crunch! Crunch!"He began to eat it right there, and he couldn't help but think that even a low-tier spirit fruit tasted better in his own home than anywhere else.After having some fun, Wang Hong returned to the main hall and summoned Chen Nian."Senior Uncle, here are one thousand catties of Three Yang Melon Seeds. They matured two years ago, and I've harvested them all here. Seeing the land lying idle afterward, I took the liberty of replanting them. Please forgive me, Senior Uncle."Chen Nian took out several large sacks and placed them in the hall, each filled with Three Yang Melon Seeds.Three Yang Melon Seeds mature every three years and, when roasted, make for excellent spiritual food. Like Spirit Tea, many cultivators used them to entertain guests."Well done, you handled this matter excellently. Over the years, you've taken good care of the cave mansion, and I'm very satisfied. Here, I have five hundred Condensing Qi Pills to compensate you for the past two years. The surplus can be considered as a reward."Wang Hong retrieved several pill bottles, held them up with Spiritual Power, and presented them to Chen Nian.He had promised to provide Chen Nian with ten Condensing Qi Pills every month as compensation. Since he had owed Chen Nian for approximately two years, he naturally had to give a little extra as a Foundation Building cultivator repaying his sect's junior."Thank you, Senior Uncle Wang!" Chen Nian accepted the pills, overjoyed. Finally, he could rest easy, as there were not only no reprimands but also rewards.With these pills, he should be able to reach the peak of Qi Cultivation soon."Alright, you may go now," Wang Hong dismissed him.Read at /shanefreak, and heartfelt thankyou for your support!
