Chapter 881 - 424: Making Up for Missed Updates..._2

Chapter 881: Chapter 424: Making Up for Missed Updates..._2

Tianfu hurriedly reached out and took it, but since he already had the Great Sun Supreme Technique, he didn’t look at it much.

After accepting it, he put it into his storage bag.

Tianxiu continued, "After you’ve successfully cultivated the first layer, come to me again. I’ll prepare some suitable spells and magical artifacts to ensure nothing unexpected happens during your future sect missions."

"Thank you, Aunt."

"By the way, I heard you refused Yue Haiden?"

"Mm-hmm."

"Keep your distance from him and those related to him. Yue Haiden has a small mind. He might not trouble a Qi Refining Cultivator like you, but be wary of other cultivators trying to curry favor with him at your expense."

"Mm-hmm."

Tianfu nodded again, though his attention was entirely on the eerie presence, as the evil aura it emitted was particularly clear at such close proximity.

It was as if someone had let out a foul odor right in front of him.

Even without releasing his Divine Sense, he could feel the sinister presence rampaging within his aunt’s body.

Just then, Tianxiu suddenly stood up, "Alright, go back and cultivate. If you have any questions, you can ask Qinghuan."

Tianfu noticed that when his aunt stood up, there was a sudden expression of pain in her brow.

Although it vanished in an instant, Tianfu noticed it.

"Aunt, are you okay?"

Tianxiu nodded, "It’s nothing, focus on your own tasks."

Saying that, Tianxiu got up and left the spring, and Qinghuan, who was waiting by, hurriedly followed.

Tianfu was left alone at the spot.

Tianfu tried asking the system if there was a way to dispel the evil entity within, but the system gave no answer.

Just like when he previously asked about a way to repair his Dantian.

Meanwhile, as Tianxiu entered the room and closed the door, her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Her previously fair skin suddenly showed black bloodlines, grotesque like centipedes crawling all over her.

With the spreading black lines, wisps of black gas seeped from Tianxiu’s body, intensifying her pain.

Within moments, Tianxiu could no longer stand, and Qinghuan, who followed her, rushed in frightenedly to support her.

"Master, what happened to you?" In a panic, Qinghuan supported Tianxiu inside and finally laid her on a cold-releasing ice bed.

After lying on the ice bed, the black bloodlines on Tianxiu’s skin finally stopped spreading.

But the pain still lingered.

Instantly drenched in sweat, Tianxiu gritted her teeth and endured.

Miserably, Qinghuan could only fret from the side, "Master, what should I do!?"

"Wait..." Tianxiu uttered laboriously.

Half an hour later.

The black lines on Tianxiu’s body finally began to recede, and the pain seemed to gradually leave her.

Less pained, Tianxiu quickly instructed, "Do not disclose today’s events, or Cyan Bamboo Peak will never find peace."

"Master, what happened to you?" Qinghuan supported Tianxiu up and hurriedly asked.

Tianxiu responded, "Although I survived this trip, I was invaded by the sinister presence, but don’t worry, I can suppress it."

"Sinister presence!" Qinghuan was shocked.

Clearly, she was aware of the term ’sinister presence.’

Tianxiu said no more and rested against the bedside, exhaustedly closing her eyes, a wave of despair surging within her.

Suppress?

That’s impossible.

If the sinister presence was suppressible by her, then three of the five Foundation Establishment cultivators wouldn’t have been lost this trip, and if not for the sect’s Golden Core Zhenren support, she would’ve perished to the sinister presence, just like the millions of cultivators in the city.

Only a Golden Core Zhenren might suppress the sinister presence within.

Days passed.

Tianfu maintained his routine lifestyle, cultivating natural treasures in the morning, then reading books in his cave abode in the afternoon.

Calm and leisurely.

During this period, only a few other disciples of his aunt came to him, but they barely talked about anything other than cultivation, clearly dedicated cultivators, so Tianfu only exchanged simple pleasantries.

Early today, Tianfu planned to water the natural treasures and take a trip to the market, buy books and sell the spoils from the Chen Family.

But before Tianfu could leave, Qinghuan came by.

"Tianfu, stop fussing over these trivial things. I’m free now, let’s go choose a good task together."

Qinghuan glanced at the wooden bucket in Tianfu’s hand, somewhat speechless.

She heard from junior disciples that Tianfu spent considerable time daily tending to his cultivated treasures.

If they were precious, it would be understandable, but clearly, he was cultivating common natural treasures that could be easily bought with Spirit Stones.

Plus, given the pressure from her master’s injuries, Qinghuan barely spoke along the way until she finally led Tianfu to a tall building near the outer sect and reminded him.

"Once inside, don’t speak recklessly."

Tianfu looked up and saw three large characters—Miscellaneous Hall.

Soon, Tianfu followed Qinghuan into the Miscellaneous Hall and met its in-charge, an elderly cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The elderly cultivator lounged inside the room, leisurely listening to a Qi Cultivation servant’s animated story.

"Junior Qinghuan, greets Steward Chu!" Qinghuan immediately signaled Tianfu and then bowed respectfully.

"Little Qinghuan, how come you took the time to visit my little place?" The elderly cultivator remained leisurely reclined.

Qinghuan quickly replied, "Senior kids, don’t joke, the Miscellaneous Hall isn’t some small place. Aren’t all major affairs of the inner sect under your purview?"

The elderly cultivator chuckled with delight, "You young girls sure know how to speak. Alright, feel free to say what you need."

Qinghuan beamed, "Today, I’m here to find a role for my master’s nephew... like me, he has the Earth Spirit Root."

"Tianxiu’s nephew, also Earth Spirit Root, easy to handle."

The elderly cultivator finally sat up, retrieved a thin booklet from the desk drawer, and started browsing.

Then he asked, "Boy, are you solely focused on cultivation, or interested in trying alchemy, talisman making, etc.? To clarify, I can only place you under a Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator. For alchemy masters or talisman makers, I can only offer second-grade or second-tier roles. For Golden Core Zhenren or third-grade, even Tianxiu personally asking wouldn’t suffice."

"If it’s with a Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator, there’s a need for helpers doing odd jobs, and if guided occasionally, you’d benefit greatly. As for a second-grade alchemist, there’s a vacancy for a medicine apprentice, and the alchemist has been a close acquaintance for over a century, known for being generous with guidance."

Qinghuan rejoiced and quickly thanked.

Tianfu might not grasp the value of these roles, but as an inner sect veteran, he surely understands the immense benefits they offer.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Then she looked at Tianfu, who quickly understood, "Senior, is there something more laid-back?"

"Hm?"

The elderly cultivator blinked in confusion.

Apparently, this was the first time he’d heard such a request.

"Boy, what do you mean?"

Tianfu replied, "Like something with freedom and fewer responsibilities, allowing more personal time."

"Does Tianxiu want to arrange a Foundation Establishment Late Stage master for him?" The elderly cultivator glanced at the helpless Qinghuan.

To him, unless there’s a Foundation Establishment Late Stage, or even Perfection cultivator as a master, why would someone be indifferent to such roles?

Qinghuan saw Tianfu’s earnest face and could only nod helplessly.

She didn’t want to nod.

But it seems that Tianfu is making this request just to be lazy?

Wouldn’t that disgrace Cyan Bamboo Peak and her master?

Enlightened, the elderly cultivator finally stowed his surprise and put the booklet he held back in the drawer, then retrieved another booklet from under the table and tossed it to Tianfu, "These roles are unpopular. Choose something suitable and let me know."

Tianfu took the booklet and glanced at it, finding various roles, but many had red circles drawn around them.

Clearly, many were already taken.

After scanning a few more, Tianfu spoke, "Senior, I’ve chosen. I’ll take the task of guarding the fish pond at Cyan Ox Mountain."

Guarding the fish pond, Tianfu thought this was perfect.