Firefly Journey

When Lin Yuanran returned to Zhulai Peak, Qingfeng Daoist was indeed not there. He had set up a barrier around the area, so he was not afraid of being disturbed.

Looking at the blue-patterned pill in his hand, Lin Yuanran swallowed it directly. He immediately felt a surge of heat within his body, as if it were about to burst out of his body.

This powerful energy surged wildly within Lin Yuanran's body, unable to be released. To refine it, he had to withstand repeated impacts.

Lin Yuanran sat cross-legged in meditation, forcibly enduring the pain that felt like his whole body was being hit by a dump truck, and guided the violent energy throughout his body.

"My guess was right. At the current rate of digestion, it will be fully absorbed by tomorrow morning."

"only……"

Lin Yuanran was drenched in cold sweat; this excruciating pain was about to continue for the rest of the night.

The sky gradually brightened.

Lin Yuanran's pain gradually lessened until he fully recovered, which also meant that the medicinal power of the "First Encounter Pill" had been completely absorbed by him.

After absorbing the last bit of medicinal power, Lin Yuanran was exhausted and collapsed onto the bed. He then began to recall the details of refining the First Encounter Pill. This was a pill formula he created himself, the first of its kind in the world. It would be a waste not to record it for future generations.

His aura also changed at this moment. The effects of the First Encounter Pill benefited him greatly, allowing him to leap from the early stage of the Void Realm to the late stage, advancing two minor realms in succession.

As evening fell, Lin Yuanran met the master of Zhulai Peak again, who was also his nominal master.

Is the meeting over?

Lin Yuanran didn't quite understand why a simple sect-wide sports meet could be discussed for so long. Didn't they have experience in the past? Why not just copy it?

This year is truly different.

Qingfeng Daoist told him that the rules of the previous Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament were simple: all qualified disciples were put together, numbered, and fought in pairs to advance through the ranks, and finally, rewards were given based on their rankings.

In previous years' competitions, there was an interesting phenomenon: the top eight who advanced each time were all the personal disciples of the elders of each peak.

This year, the sect leader had a new idea. Since the top ten always had their own disciples, why not just let them skip the competition and advance directly? What's the point of them going down there to fry fish?

When the sect leader proposed this idea, Daoist Qingfeng was the first to stand up and express his support. The reason was... naturally, he had only recently taken on a personal disciple whose cultivation level was not high. If he had to climb up from the bottom step by step, who knows which senior brother or sister would have killed him.

It sounds terrible for a disciple to be killed by an ordinary disciple!

In fact, when the sect leader proposed this new policy, his main purpose was to take care of Zhu Laifeng. The elders were aware of this, and no one objected.

When Qingfeng Daoist told Lin Yuanran this news, Lin Yuanran didn't have any particular thoughts, because even if he had to fight his way up from the bottom, he wouldn't be afraid. However, doing so would inevitably expose some things, which wasn't a good thing.

But now that his spy mission is basically complete, there's no loss from being exposed. He just wants to find an opportunity to leave quietly, since he has a good impression of the Star Moon Alliance and doesn't want to make things too ugly.

"I know it's really unfair to you to compete with a group of Transformation, Kaiyang, or even Void Wanderer disciples, but you are my personal disciple, and this is a responsibility you need to bear."

"I haven't been able to teach you much in the past year. Here are some magic weapons for you to use. Don't try to hold on when the time comes; it's not shameful to just surrender."

Lin Yuanran looked at Qingfeng Daoist's magic weapons with some helplessness. What are these? They are all armor and shields, and even scales of unknown monsters. They are mainly for defense.

Well, perhaps Qingfeng Daoist's initial thought was to endure as much as possible, and that holding on for even one more second would be a success.

Lin Yuanran took a few items as a token gesture and smiled, "Don't worry, Master, I know what I'm doing."

Qingfeng Daoist patted Lin Yuanran on the shoulder, greatly pleased: "Good, we should just focus on participating and not do anything foolish."

Lin Yuanran agreed, then changed the subject: "Master, there's one more thing."

"But it doesn't matter."

"That's right. In alchemy, you have to practice fire first. I have some understanding of how to control the fire, but I feel it's not enough."

"I heard that our neighboring sect will also be attending the Seven Sects Martial Arts Tournament, and they will even be exchanging disciples for training. I was thinking that since the Fire Cloud Sect is skilled in fire control, I might take this opportunity to go there for further training..."

After listening, Daoist Qingfeng seemed to be deep in thought. A few minutes later, he sighed and said earnestly, "That makes sense. I'll take care of this. I'll reserve a spot for you."

"Thank you, Master!" Lin Yuanran said.

"Once you get there, you need to study hard. If you suffer any injustice, let me know in time, and I will seek justice for you."

Lin Yuanran was quite pleased to hear Qingfeng Daoist's protective remarks, but there was no need to seek justice; he was definitely not the one who was being bullied.

All done. Now we just have to wait for the Seven Sects Martial Arts Tournament to end, and then Fengling and I will go to the Fire Cloud Sect and the Extreme Cold Ice Valley respectively. We also need to find a way to get our hands on the Seven Flame Fire Lotus.

Upon first seeing the pill formula, Lin Yuanran wrote it down on a piece of paper and placed it in a corner of the pill hall, waiting to see who would be the destined one.

While waiting for the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament to begin, there were also some things to take care of, as the date given by Wang Lingguan had expired.

Wang Lingguan directly asked Lin Yuanran in the group chat: "The one-year period has passed, how's the progress? Are you just here to collect wages?"

That year, the disappearance of the woman remained unresolved and continued, much to Wang Lingguan's distress. However, the gods could not directly intervene in human affairs, so he could only wait.

Lin Yuanran would report the situation to Him regularly, but there was no progress.

Lin Yuanran replied, "After a year of investigation, there are no problems within the Star Moon Alliance. The other suspect is the Extreme Cold Ice Valley. A friend of mine went missing near their sect, and it's very likely they were the ones who did it."

The Star Moon Alliance was the object of Wang Lingguan's suspicion, but now it seems that he himself was on the wrong track, and it cannot be blamed on Lin Yuanran. Lin Yuanran was just doing what was required.

"Here is the promised spirit millet. Please accept it."

Wang Lingguan sent a group red envelope.

Lin Yuanran clicked to claim it, and the next moment, three catties of spirit millet actually appeared right in front of him, which was extremely miraculous.

At this moment, Lin Yuanran volunteered: "To be honest, I can also explore the Extreme Cold Ice Valley, but I don't know what price you can offer, Spirit Officer."

The Heavenly Court supported the Taiping Sect in the mortal realm, but the four sects of Jiangdong were local strongmen. It would be too far to send people from the Taiping Sect to lie low and spread their influence. Why not use the existing ones?

Wang Lingguan was clearly caught in a dilemma and remained silent for a long time.

Chi Liuzi jumped out: "Old Wang, I'd say you're a good person in every way, except you're too stingy. As long as you can complete the task assigned by your superiors, what's there to hesitate about?"

"If you ask me, as long as Xiao Linzi can complete the mission, besides three catties of spirit millet, you also have to have a few of the Queen Mother's peaches!"

Wang Lingguan said, "Good heavens, how did you know I was in charge of picking the Empress's peaches this year?"

"My brother said so!"

"That's okay."

Wang Lingguan seemed extremely wary, even afraid, of that group leader.

After much deliberation, Wang Lingguan finally made up his mind: "How about this, I'll give you three catties of spirit millet again, but this time the deadline is only six months, and the cause must be thoroughly investigated."

"If you find out the cause, you shall hand over all the spirit millet; otherwise, you shall not receive a single grain. If you find out the cause and solve the problem, I will give you three extra peaches. Are you confident?"

Yes! We absolutely must have it!

Lin Yuanran laughed. This was a great opportunity, and he had to seize it no matter what.