The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System - Chapter 611 - Calculating Rewards
Chapter 611 – Calculating Rewards
“Ah… it’s finally over.” Zhentian grunted, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.
He quickly ordered the outer disciples to storm the fortress and rescue the hostages being held in its dungeons.
There were over two thousand people in total, ranging from wealthy merchants to ordinary civilians who just wanted to go home.
Many women showed signs of violence and had vacant stares.
Those damned pigs didn’t care about age, turning their lives into hell on earth.
Seeing that, Qingyi was quite glad he hadn’t let those last bastards escape.
They didn’t deserve to run away.
They didn’t deserve mercy.
A man could steal and still deserve to live. Perhaps his theft was to save a life, perhaps to avoid starvation.
But the moment that thief picks up a weapon, the moment he places gold above human life, he no longer deserves mercy, for he has already shown that his humanity is lost.
In the end, a man may kill to attack. He may attack to defend himself. He may kill to eat and he may kill for revenge.
But the moment he kills for gold, or for his own amusement, he is no longer a man.
No.
These men are beasts, with no more honor than a pig in the slaughterhouse.
How could Qingyi have mercy on them?
Even without considering himself a faithful orthodox cultivator and follower of the righteous path, he still respected innocent lives.
In silence, Qingyi sat cross-legged, cultivating peacefully.
The disciples were still gathering the victims of those beasts, while Zhentian had already contacted the sect, requesting transport ships to take them there and then return them to their homes.
Wealthy merchants and nobles would have to ask their families to pay for the transport, while those unable to afford it would be taken for free.
In this way, the Cosmic Dawn Sect ensured there would be no financial loss, while rescuing as many civilians as possible.
It was a system that worked, despite its flaws.
When the transport ships arrived and the freed hostages began boarding, Zhentian approached Qingyi with a broad smile lighting up his dignified face.
The mission was over. Now it was time to determine each person’s contributions and rewards.
The base reward for that mission was five hundred celestial spirit crystals, with a two-hundred-crystal bonus for recovering all the hostages and another two hundred for the death of the traitorous disciple.
This last bonus was awarded only to Zhentian, who had single-handedly killed the pirate leader and sect traitor.
With that bonus deducted, the remaining seven hundred celestial spirit crystals were divided equally among the disciples, seven for each.
The rest would be split between fuel for Zhentian’s ship, which wasn’t much, and compensation paid to the families of the three disciples who lost their lives there.
Honestly, the pay was very good.
On a mission that didn’t even last a full day, they received the equivalent of nearly seven months of an outer disciple’s base salary. And that’s not counting the sect’s contribution points and the salary increase based on points earned that month.
After all, a celestial spirit crystal was merely the bare minimum a mortal needed to survive in the sect. To fund cultivation, much more
was required.
It wasn’t a huge amount of wealth for a cultivator, but it was still quite reasonable.
And not only that.
Those seven hundred crystals weren’t everything.
As Zhentian calculated how much each would receive, he came to the most important part: the kill bonuses.
These were individual and would be calculated based on everyone’s
reports.
Obviously, it wasn’t possible to establish an exact number, but each
person kept track of their own kills and had an idea of how many the
cultivators beside them had eliminated.
With that, it was possible to deduce an average.
Zhentian himself had killed about four hundred, which would guarantee him a bonus of forty celestial spirit crystals.
He didn’t even glance at that amount.
His family literally had vaults upon vaults filled with tens of millions of
celestial spirit crystals, earning so much every second that even a thousand crystals there would be just a drop in the bucket compared to what his family made in a single day.
What really mattered to him were the sect’s contribution points.
Those celestial spirit crystals only held value for poor, unsupported cultivators, like Qingyi himself.
‘Now that I think about it…’ Zhentian couldn’t help but sigh,
impressed.
Over three thousand killed by a single man.
With his absurd speed, his powerful lightning Qi, and the ability to wield thousands of ethereal swords at once, Qingyi had single-handedly killed over thirty percent of all the pirates. The fight lasted about twenty minutes, meaning he had eliminated just over two pirates per second, with more than fifteen hundred in the final strike alone, when he brought down the ten fleeing ships.
It was impressive, even for a cultivator of Zhentian’s level. Qingyi was targeting the weakest ones, of course, but the mission didn’t specify the level of strength; it only stated that for every ten pirates defeated, one celestial spirit crystal would be awarded.
In the end, after calculating everything, Qingyi’s reward was set at 322 celestial spirit crystals.
Enough for a mortal to live a whole life in humility, or ten years in
luxury.
Even though it was little by cultivator standards, it was still something that drew many envious glances from everyone around Qingyi.
“Let’s head back. I’ll turn in the mission and distribute the rewards.” Zhentian smiled, patting Qingyi on the shoulder.
It was his responsibility to report everything that had happened,
including whether they had succeeded or failed in obtaining the
bonuses.
He could lie for fatter rewards, of course, but that was risky.
It wasn’t uncommon to see disciples lying, getting caught, and ending
up dead or crippled.
Zhentian, as an honorable man whose wealth likely surpassed that of the mission pavilion itself, didn’t even consider it, simply collecting the reward and distributing it among the disciples.
