Filthy Cultivation: I Pierced the Heavens with the Merit System

"Wait, it must be very chaotic outside right now. Going out rashly is not the best course of action."

Bai Suifeng grabbed Li Fuyao's skirt and pulled it back, only letting go when she looked at him, and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Um, didn't you say you had one Condensation Pill left? Give it to me."

Upon hearing this, Li Fuyao raised an eyebrow, having guessed what was going on. While taking out some pills, she asked:

"After you finish eating, you'll be able to use the Qiankun Spear?"

"Yes, if I eat this, my injuries will recover by at least one-tenth or one-twelfth. Putting aside everything else, I'll be able to transform into human form without any problem, and only then will I be able to wield this Qiankun Spear."

Bai Suifeng didn't stand on ceremony. He took the pill from Li Fuyao's hand, opened his mouth, and swallowed it. Then, he calmly found a corner, squatted down, and began to refine it.

Li Fuyao pressed the button to turn off the lights in the private room. Looking at the little fur ball that was almost blending into the shadows in the corner, she couldn't help but secretly rejoice at her decision to paint it black that morning.

She put the Qiankun Spear into her storage bag and placed it next to Bai Suifeng. She then used spirit stones to hastily imitate a defensive formation on the ceiling of the auction hall. After Bai Suifeng repeatedly assured her that she would be alright, Li Fuyao picked up her hammer and fan and quickly ran outside.

For some unknown reason, the once bustling Baibaoge was now almost deserted. Not only were there specks of blood splattered on the walls and ceiling of the corridor, but Li Fuyao also saw several gruesome corpses along the way.

Whether they were trampled or hit by something, these corpses were squeezed and trampled, each one spread out like a thin pancake, their brains and scum dragging for several meters, emitting a foul stench.

The sticky, fishy liquid spilled all over the ground. If it weren't for the bits of bone fragments that increased friction, Li Fuyao, who didn't slow down when turning the corner, might have actually slipped and ended up in the mess.

It should have been a bright and sunny midday, but the sky was dark and overcast.

Li Fuyao looked up and saw that the entire sky above Yuanshan Town was protected by a brownish-yellow semi-transparent barrier.

Countless young cultivators dressed in uniform fought fiercely with the demonic cultivators in the sky. Various spiritual energies and demonic energy collided, creating a dazzling array of colors. The clash of magical treasures and swords produced a constant clanging and booming sound.

Upon closer inspection, I recognized many familiar faces in the sky.

Not only were the three demonic cultivators fighting amongst themselves in the warehouse, but Ye Qingqing was also leading and directing two sword-wielding youths whose clothing was remarkably similar to hers. The battle was fierce.

The most eye-catching was Ye Wuxin, who was locked in a fierce battle with a short, thin old man in a purple robe. The usually kind and amiable old man was now displaying ruthless and deadly moves, his sword flashing and revealing his murderous intent wherever it passed.

Those who can fight against a Nascent Soul Elder of the Yanjian Sect are naturally extraordinary.

The old man in the purple robe was surrounded by a dark, demonic aura. He was holding a red banner that was surrounded by vengeful spirits, which gave people a sense of foreboding. He and Ye Wuxin were evenly matched in their attacks.

"It's really a mess."

Li Fuyao withdrew his gaze from the sky and saw that the low-level cultivators and low-level demonic cultivators inside the barrier were also fighting fiercely with red eyes. He turned around and smashed the demonic cultivator who was attacking from behind with a knife with a single blow.

That demonic cultivator was only at the peak of the acquired realm, and he never expected that a little girl's cultivation could surpass his.

Caught off guard and underestimating his opponent, he lost his grip on the dagger, clutching his broken wrist as he collapsed to the ground.

"How could someone so young have a higher cultivation level than me? Shouldn't someone with such talent be above you?"

"What are you saying? Can't you see I'm also just a nobody on the ground?"

She glanced down at the infant skull hanging on the demonic cultivator's shoulder like a garlic braid, then looked at the demonic cultivator with his flamboyant red hair, her eyes cold as if she were looking at a dead man.

Li Fuyao had killed many people in her past life. She would kill the elderly and children alike if they were detrimental to the base or intended to harm her. However, she would never do such a beastly thing as weaving children's heads together and hanging them on her shoulders for display.

Once someone dies, the cause and effect are over; what's the point of messing with their corpse?

You tasteless, despicable thing!

She cursed inwardly, too lazy to waste words with this beast, smashed his head twice with a hammer, and then carefully picked up the small human head braid.

Stay here with me for a while, and I'll take you home in a bit.

Li Fuyao silently recited the instructions, then carefully put it into her spatial storage.

[The host has detected their first kill of a sinful individual. 20 Merit Points awarded.]

Ok?

Merit points +20?

Could it be because he killed that demonic cultivator?

Li Fuyao's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately understood the key to it:

If that's the case, then it's perfectly normal that I'm only now gaining merit points.

From the moment she arrived in this world until now, she has been either engrossed in cultivation, alchemy, or talisman drawing. When she goes out, she is either eating and drinking or selling things and buying materials. It is impossible for her to encounter anyone who needs help or any villains who need to be killed.

Li Fuyao secretly mocked herself for being a shut-in:

If all goes well, the system should be issuing a new task by now.

[Ding! New quest triggered!]

[Task Name: Eliminate Evil and Promote Good]

[Remaining time for the mission: four hours]

[Mission Rewards and Penalties: Failure results in the host's death; mission completion rewards:]

1. For each sinful person killed, the host will gain merit points equal to 10% of their sin value. For each person whose merit is greater than their sin value who expresses genuine gratitude to the host, the host will randomly gain 10 to 20 merit points.

2. The reward's time limit has been changed to permanent.

[Mission Details: Kill at least 10 sinful individuals within two hours, or receive 20 "sincere thanks" from individuals whose merits outweigh their sins.]

[Note: To help the host complete the task better, the host can spend one point of spiritual power to investigate the merit value of any person within the task time limit without cooldown.]

There's no limit to the merit points you can earn for this mission, so keep up the good work, host! Don't let justice be delayed!

As soon as the system broadcast ended, Li Fuyao felt a sudden darkness before her eyes. When she looked up again, she found that everyone in her field of vision had two numbers above their heads, one black and one white.

Black represents sin points, and white represents merit points.

Curious, she looked down at her reflection in the pool of blood created by the demonic cultivator, only to find that the numbers above her head were different from others—two question marks.

"Hmph, you're just putting on airs so I'll be your slave!"

Thinking of the more than 300,000 in good deeds debt he owed, Li Fuyao clicked his tongue and hummed:

"It's not that I'm interested in playing the role of a chivalrous hero who helps the weak and punishes the strong; it's purely for the sake of surviving in three years."

She pouted as if trying to hide something, then turned and walked towards the few demonic cultivators grinning wickedly at the street corner. Her round, cat-like dark eyes were filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Now! It's time to hunt—"