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"I have three tasks to submit," he said, pulling three tokens from his pocket. These tokens were for the missions of slaying Qian Mian Gong Zi, harvesting Tian Qing Hua, and collecting Red Phosphorus Grass. Along with them, he also produced a severed head, a flower, and a piece of grass.
The Mission Hall attendant took these items and examined them closely. He was somewhat surprised to see that even Qian Mian Gong Zi had been slain. After confirming the completion of the three tasks, he promptly recorded all the points onto the tokens.
Yun Fan took the tokens and inspected them carefully, a radiant smile spreading across his face. Previously, he had accumulated sixty thousand Sect points; with the additional ninety thousand from this mission, he now had a total of one hundred fifty thousand Sect points. This was an astounding figure—no ordinary Inner Sect Disciple could boast such wealth, and even Core Disciples would feel envious.
After tossing the tokens into his Storage Ring, he glanced at Zhou Da Cong, who had also completed his tasks and earned several thousand points. The two of them left the Mission Hall and made their way to the Treasure Pavilion. Yun Fan purchased some herbs in preparation for refining his body.
Because the Vajra Refinement Technique required spiritual herbs at its higher levels to nourish the body for cultivation, he needed to gather these resources. Once they finished their errands, they returned to their respective courtyards.
Yun Fan arrived at the mountaintop, sensing the vibrant Spiritual Energy surrounding him. It had already taken on a physical form; even a slight movement of his Gongfa allowed him to feel his cultivation increasing. The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy here was particularly rich, making it a favored location for Core Disciples.
He carefully searched the mountaintop and found that some areas were already occupied by formations indicating habitation. After a moment, he discovered a secluded courtyard surrounded by dense trees—a tranquil spot perfect for Yun Fan's cultivation.
Taking out the white token in his hand, he infused it into the formation surrounding the courtyard, which instantly activated. As Yun Fan stepped inside, he marveled at the expansive courtyard before him; it resembled a grand estate. Not only did it feature a training ground, but there were also pavilions and towers, as well as a small pond filled with playful fish. After cultivating for a while, he could enjoy the scenery and relax his mind.
He felt quite satisfied with this courtyard; as one's status rose, so did the size of their residence. Outer Sect Disciples lived in single rooms, Inner Sect Disciples had small courtyards, while Core Disciples resided in full estates. The Sect Leader and Supreme Elders enjoyed independent mountain peaks of their own.
Yun Fan entered the training room and placed the prepared wooden tub inside. He slowly added the purchased medicinal herbs, which had been divided into several portions, into the tub and began to brew the elixir.
Moments later, the fragrant aroma of the medicinal bath filled the entire room. Observing the thick, viscous liquid, Yun Fan noted its pungent scent. Without a moment's hesitation, he shed his robes and jumped into the wooden tub, starting his practice of the Vajra Refinement Technique.
As the medicinal liquid clung to his body, he began to feel an intense pain, as if flames were burning his skin. Gritting his teeth, he persevered through the discomfort; even as sharp stings coursed through his skin, he remained silent and resolute.
Time seemed to stretch on endlessly until finally, the searing sensation began to fade, replaced by a chilling coolness that washed over him. Yun Fan nearly moaned in relief, feeling an overwhelming sense of comfort. However, this brief respite was soon replaced by an intense cold that pierced through him, causing his entire body to shiver uncontrollably as if it were on the verge of freezing.
The cycle of fiery heat and icy chill continued to alternate, refining both his skin and bones in a relentless process.
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