novelzi Chapter 7 - Are you okay? You've made your parents uneducated.
Chapter 7 - Are you okay? You've made your parents uneducated.
Chapter 7 - Are you okay? You've made your parents uneducated.
Chapter 7: Are you okay? You’ve made your parents uneducated.
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Mission Hall...
This Sect didn’t naturally possess wealth. In the realm of cultivating immortals, it was essential to have a personal enterprise to acquire necessary goods and materials. Hence, Sects establish task halls for disciples’ training and to generate income.
Generally, righteous Sects guard mines, eliminate beasts, search for spirit herbs, and aid others in overcoming challenges.
Demonic cultivation Sects operated similarly. The difference lay in Demonic Sects openly presenting certain tasks.
For instance:
[The Zhou family seeks conflict with the Wang family and needs cultivators above the seventh level to assist, regardless of life or death. High rewards for exterminating the family.]
Or:
[Reward for heads of Qingfeng Sect inner disciples on Broken Mountain: one hundred spirit stones.]
Or even:
[Recruiting disciples above the fourth level of spirit attraction to eliminate the Zhang family in Nanyang. Three participants secured, one more needed. Guaranteed minimum of five spirit stones for the task.]
Wu Ping rubbed his chin. Demonic cultivators were straightforward. If a task involved wiping out a family, it was stated outright. Anyone with the strength could participate, and a guaranteed five spirit stones was uncommon.
Spirit stones were rare and valuable, with a market price of one thousand taels of silver per stone. They were seldom sold, and unless in special circumstances, people didn’t usually part with them.
The woman in green clothes smiled, “Now that we’re all here, may I ask for Junior Brother’s name? I am Wushuang Qing. This is my fellow disciple from the same sect, Du Yucui, and this is a fellow senior disciple from a different sect, Han Guang.”
“Also, Wu Ping.”
Wu Ping said and then looked at Du Yucui, the woman in red, and asked, “Friend Du, do we know each other?”
“I don’t know you,” she replied.
“If you don’t know, why are you making a fuss? I’m just expressing myself. If you want to speak, is your honour unharmed? Or are your parents not teaching you, allowing you to speak without understanding the consequences?”
Wu Ping’s direct and dirty words left the three of them bewildered. Although the scolding was harsh, escalating the conflict at this point would be unwise.
Wushuang Qing intervened, “Brother, forgive my sister. She talks too much. Don’t argue with her. It’s getting late. Why not hit the road now?”
Wu Ping sneered, “Teach her to speak properly before bringing her out. As for the journey, I’ll go on my own. We can meet in Nanyang when the time comes.”
Wu Ping jumped into the mountains and forests without waiting for their response. He didn’t want to argue with them, especially Du Yucui. In the forest, Wu Ping pondered how protagonists in novels endured women’s ridicule.
Happy and silent, someone had to jump in, interrupt, and mock. With a mission in mind, Wu Ping let it go and focused on the task.
After Wu Ping left, Du Yucui was angry, “Senior sister, why did you stop me!?”
“You can’t beat him. If I didn’t stop you, you might have been disabled today. Be careful. Don’t leave my sight after going down the mountain, or I don’t know what might happen.”