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The room was covered in a thick layer of dust. Gu Yi was casting a Dust Cleansing Spell while asking, "What about the Outer Sect Disciples? What do they seek at the Tian Zai Academy? Are there any responsibilities or obligations they need to fulfill?"
Xiao Yi, quick-witted, replied, "How could anyone stay as a runner in the Outer Court for twenty years without being reprimanded? Well, there’s not much to it. Each month, we attend lectures from the teachers to learn various techniques. At regular intervals, we go to the Martial Arts Hall to take on tasks. After completing each task, we receive a certain reward. Generally, those tasks are assigned by the Elders in the Pill Hall, focusing on gathering medicinal herbs. The rewards are quite generous, but there are many people competing for them, and there is some risk involved."
"Tell me about the academy's teachers."
"Oh, there are thirty-seven teachers at the academy. Ten teach techniques, ten teach martial skills, another ten teach the Great Dao principles, and the remaining seven cover miscellaneous knowledge like alchemy and talismans."
"Doesn't everyone know how to refine pills? What’s so special about the Dan Hall then?"
"They only teach some basics. Senior Mingyue, as an Outer Sect Disciple, can choose a master. A master is different from a teacher; I can choose whether or not to attend classes with teachers, but a master is someone an Outer Sect Disciple relies on in the Outer Court. If I’m recognized by a teacher from the Dan Hall or one of those ancient beings who have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, it would make things much easier in the Outer Court."
As they spoke, everything that needed to be arranged in the room was already set up. There was a formation on the door; if someone misaligned the doorplate slightly, the formation would either deactivate or activate—like a switch. It looked quite sturdy. The room wasn’t large; it had a bed and a table with nothing else inside. Xiao Yi had brought a wooden bucket himself; it seemed he had prepared it beforehand. After Gu Yi checked everything, he tossed a bottle of Qi Gathering Pills to Xiao Yi.
"Take this; I’ll handle your monthly offerings from now on. These will belong to me from now on."
The Qi Gathering Pills were an external elixir for cultivators to replenish their Spiritual Energy. For an ordinary Foundation Establishment Period Cultivator, they were quite valuable, but for Gu Yi, they held no significance at all. He possessed two Dao Foundations and had an inexhaustible source of spiritual power; he likely wouldn’t face any issues with spiritual energy depletion in the future.
"Isn’t that too precious? Even if senior brothers don’t want them anymore, trading them for Eastern Grade Spirit Stones wouldn’t be an issue; they’re worth much more than one hundred spirit stones."
Xiao Yi thought Gu didn’t know the value of these items and took the opportunity to educate him about their worth. After all, he had been in the Outer Court for over twenty years and had never seen any senior brother so extravagant.
However, with memories of being a Primordial Celestial Demon, Gu Yi didn’t think much of these pills. Having too many elixirs could unknowingly affect a cultivator's body over time; prolonged use could erode one's physical condition and create barriers in cultivation—something clearly remembered from his past as a Primordial Celestial Demon.
Since I found it too precious, I decided to follow my own advice and exchanged it with another senior brother for spirit stones. I managed to get eight hundred in return.
Xiao Yi listened with a beaming face and responded to Dong Lai. It seemed that the new senior brother truly did not know the intricacies involved. Even if he only gave that senior brother eight hundred spirit stones each time, he could still keep three or four hundred for himself. That was quite a sum. A small tree, an Outer Sect Disciple, would require monthly offerings and alchemical supplies, which would amount to over a hundred spirit stones. He could earn that much every month; it was indeed a considerable amount.
I wasn't just calculating how many spirit stones I had; I was also concerned about how he would handle things for me in the future. If he only took the money without doing anything, he wouldn't be of any help. Gu Yi noticed Xiao Yi's little schemes and spoke up to remind him.
"I will not disappoint your expectations, Senior Brother. May I ask for your esteemed name?" Xiao Yi respectfully inquired as he stored the alchemical pills.
"My name is Gu Nian; you can just call me Gu Shixiong," Gu Sui replied. Suddenly, he remembered that there seemed to be items like Soul Rings in the cultivation world that could contain treasures. It would be better not to let others suspect he had something valuable on him. It would be wise to acquire one; but how much would a lower-grade Soul Ring cost?
"Oh, a Soul Ring? The cheapest ones go for at least two thousand spirit stones." While speaking, Xiao Yi took out a dull-looking Soul Ring from his own and placed it before Gu. "If Senior Brother doesn't mind, you can take this one for now. If I manage to get a better one later, I'll give you that."
What a clever little guy.
Gu Xiao smiled and accepted it without refusal, putting it on his leg. After all, Xiao Yi hadn't said it was a gift; he merely offered it as a loan. There was no mention of time either, so the favor was given without any strings attached. No wonder he had been running errands in the Outer Court for twenty years; he certainly had some skill with words.
It was getting late, so Xiao Yi went off to rest. Who knows, maybe one day he could establish his foundation and become a named disciple himself, saving him from being bossed around.
Finally entering the academy, Gu leaned against the headboard of his bed, feeling somewhat fatigued. Especially with Mingyue's Heart's Path present, it made him feel even more drained. Ever since he saw Ergou and failed to step in to save him, Gu Xin felt as if he had been struck heavily, constantly questioning every choice he made.
He shattered the mirror and didn’t deny it; it was all about Ergou. Hearing that Singer Pei Xiaoxiao had a promising future made him regret not intervening when Zhuang Zhixian needed help initially when Yoyo appeared to save Ling Chanzi.
Every seemingly random choice was made only after Gu Xin repeatedly questioned himself, making it difficult to come to a decision. When Ergou disappeared from his sight, Gu didn't even realize that deep down, he felt a twinge of regret. Upon hearing Pei Xiaoxiao's choice, Gu Hu felt it was the right thing to do. When Zhuang Zhixian confronted him with such disdain, Gu sincerely hoped that Zhuang Zhixian would not seek the truth while walking down Bai Rao Road. When Ling Chanzi was sent far away by Yoyo, Gu truly breathed a sigh of relief.
Those who had once helped others, regardless of their outcomes, at least he could not blame them for their initial choices. Gu could not struggle to live on Dong Lai, and those people he encountered or sought had long since drifted away from him. He did not know when in this lifetime he might see them again.
Even if they were to reunite one day, he wondered if he would still deny that those who had struggled to live on had become distant figures.
In the early morning, Gu arrived at the cliffside as usual, quietly waiting for the moonrise. From the distant sea of clouds, the first rays of sunlight broke through the horizon and illuminated the cliff. The melodious chirping of birds echoed from the edge of the cliff; those creatures living there were most sensitive to sunlight and were always the first to sense the dawn each day.
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