Falling Cloud Valley.
Outer Sect.
“Elder, I have arranged duties for the Servant Disciples who joined yesterday. Please review them.”
Inside the main hall, an old man in a blue robe and lotus crown sat at the head seat. Below him stood a middle-aged man dressed in the robes of an Outer Sect steward.
As he spoke, the middle-aged man respectfully presented a small booklet to the old man.
“Good, let me see it.”
The old man nodded, took the booklet, and began flipping through it. After a moment, he looked up and instructed:
“Assign that new disciple called Big Qi to the medicinal fields. Have Wang Luchuan go tend to the spirit beasts. The rest remain unchanged.”
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man was taken aback. Guarding the medicinal fields was considered a cushy job—not only was it leisurely, allowing ample time for cultivation, but the working environment was also rich in spiritual energy, far superior to tasks like chopping wood or cleaning.
It was truly rare for Mo Zhengyang, the notoriously strict and impartial Outer Sect Elder, to personally request assigning a new disciple to such a favorable position.
Could it be that this Big Qi also had connections?
Though surprised inwardly, the middle-aged man dared not show any hint of it on his face and quickly nodded in acknowledgment.
“As you command.”
He then took back the booklet, crossed out the name “Wang Luchuan” from a certain entry, and replaced it with “Big Qi.”
He had intended to curry favor by giving the Dao Entry Pavilion Elder’s nephew that post. But distant influence mattered less than the man who directly supervised him. His immediate superior had spoken; he could only obey.
“If there’s nothing else, you may leave now.”
After giving a few more instructions regarding Outer Sect affairs, Mo Zhengyang waved his hand at the middle-aged steward, signaling him to withdraw.
After the steward left, Mo Zhengyang was just about to enter meditation for cultivation when a commotion suddenly arose outside the hall.
Hearing the noise, he slightly furrowed his brows, stood up from his chair, and strode out of the hall.
Once outside, he saw several disciples carrying an unmoving object toward him. The object was covered with a black cloth, vaguely outlining a human shape beneath it.
What kind of act was this?
A trace of confusion appeared on Mo Zhengyang’s face. Just as he was about to ask, he saw one of the disciples quicken their pace and approach him before lifting the black cloth to reveal Wang Luchuan’s figure. This chapter was taken from novelping.com without permission.
Wang Luchuan was still frozen in a kneeling posture. Due to anxiety and anger, his plump face had turned beet red.
Upon seeing Mo Zhengyang, Wang Luchuan’s eyes welled up with tears; he looked so aggrieved he was about to cry out loud as he shouted:
“Elder Mo! I want to report Big Qi for practicing evil arts and harming a fellow disciple! You must uphold justice for me!”
After returning to his residence, he discovered that his body’s bizarre state hadn’t been lifted and immediately panicked. He quickly had people carry him to the Outer Sect Elder’s residence, hoping Mo Zhengyang could treat him and also allow him to lodge a severe complaint.
To avoid losing face on the way here, he specifically had himself covered with a cloth. Due to the urgency, his subordinates could only find a black cloth of suitable size—it looked like something used for covering corpses—which felt extremely unlucky.
Big Qi! I will never let you off!
At this moment, Wang Luchuan’s hatred for Qi Yuan had reached its peak, even slightly surpassing that for Lin Zhen, whom he had always regarded as his fated rival.
“Evil arts?”
Seeing him in this state, Mo Zhengyang frowned and stepped forward, placing his fingers on Wang Luchuan’s wrist to carefully examine him.
After a moment, he understood what had happened. His expression relaxed as he scolded him.
“Nonsense! Stop spouting foolish accusations. This is merely a grappling technique that locks joints and seals acupoints to block the flow of qi. It would wear off on its own in time. There is nothing evil about it.”
As he spoke, Mo Zhengyang snorted coldly and circulated his true essence through Wang Luchuan’s body once, forcibly reopening all his sealed meridians and acupoints.
As the last trace of obstruction vanished from his body, Wang Luchuan went limp all over and collapsed onto the ground, gasping heavily for breath.
After catching his breath slightly, Wang Luchuan hurriedly got up and bowed.
“Thank you for treating me, Elder. Big Qi slapped me for no reason, and he also hit…”
Before he could finish speaking, Mo Zhengyang waved his hand to interrupt him; his tone was full of admonishment.
“If you are well, then go. Stop acting rashly and speaking without thought. Slander a fellow disciple again, and I will not let you off lightly.”
With that said, he flicked his long sleeve, turned around without looking back, and returned inside.
“Yes… yes, I understand,” Wang Luchuan dared not argue back, only meekly agreeing.
After Mo Zhengyang left, one follower, seeing their boss rooted on the spot, couldn’t help but ask.
“This matter isn’t over!”
Wang Luchuan gritted his teeth, malice flashing in his eyes. “I am going to the Inner Sect now. My cousin will teach that bastard Qi a lesson.”
“And bring Liu Yingying to see me later…”
…….
After returning to his residence, Qi Yuan pulled out a chair and sat down casually. With a thought in his mind, he summoned the system panel.
Having completed the system task of breaking through to Qi Refining third layer, the current task bar had already refreshed with a new mission:
You’ve exhausted great effort to join the cultivation sect Falling Cloud Valley; your path of cultivation is gradually entering the right track. After breaking through to Qi Refining third layer, the distance to achieving your wish is a step closer.
You long to return to your clan as a Foundation Building cultivator, head held high, and prove every clansman who looked down on you wrong.
Now you need to continue to strive hard to stand out among these Servant Disciples.
Mission Objective: Please hunt and kill one Qi Refining realm demon beast within the Falling Cloud Valley back mountains; the demon beast’s strength must be at least Qi Refining third layer.
Mission Difficulty: Three stars (Average)
Mission Reward: 150 Reversal Points, 5 High-Grade Revitalizing Pills, 300 Low-Grade Spirit Stones…
Qi Yuan glanced at the mission information, his heart completely calm.
Now he basically understood the Reversal System’s routine: as long as he kept completing tasks, whether concerning spiritual root aptitude, spirit stones, pills, magical tools, treasures, cultivation techniques, insights… all would be taken care of.
The system really was tailor-made for hopeless cases. With support covering every need, even a pig could soar to success!
Clearly, the system was so powerful, so why couldn’t he feel happy when doing tasks?
Qi Yuan lowered his head, looked at his Servant Disciple uniform, and sighed lightly.
“Ever since this damn system arrived, what little dignity I had has been smashed to pieces.”
After a brief sigh, he shook his head, dispelling the messy thoughts from his mind. He raised his hand to set up a layer of warning restriction within the room, then sank into a cultivation state.
The Golden Core within his body shone with myriad streams of colored light, coiling around, seemingly brewing a vast, profound spiritual essence within, ready to burst forth at any moment…..