Cultivation Begins with Daily Intelligence Reports

291: framingThe attendant didn’t even lift his head. He took the token and habitually pressed it against an induction array stone nearby, preparing to record the information.

However, when the spiritual light on the array stone flickered, displaying Lin Jingyu’s basic information, especially his place of origin, the attendant suddenly looked up, his eyes wide, and exclaimed in surprise, ”You... you are Lin Jingyu? From the Southeast Market Town?”

His shout immediately attracted the attention of many Disciples around. They all turned their heads, curiously sizing up this unfamiliar-looking young man in green robes who could make the attendant lose his composure like that.

Lin Jingyu frowned slightly and said indifferently, ”Indeed, it is I.”

The attendant snapped back to reality, his face instantly covered with an enthusiastic, even fawning, smile. His attitude did a complete 180-degree turn, and he quickly returned the token with both hands:

”Oh my! So it’s Junior Brother Lin! My apologies! Your token has been activated, and your information has been recorded in the Sect’s registry! Congratulations on joining the Sect, Junior Brother!”

He lowered his voice and leaned in closer, ”Oh, by the way, Junior Brother, there’s also a sum of contribution points here that... that someone specifically designated to be transferred to you a long time ago!”

With that, he swiftly operated a few times on a jade tablet on the desk. Lin Jingyu took the token, and his Divine Sense instinctively probed it, causing his heart to tremble!

The amount of extractable contribution points displayed inside the token was astonishingly — one hundred and ten thousand points!

This was an absolute fortune!

For an ordinary Inner Sect Disciple, completing a rather dangerous Sect mission usually only yielded dozens to a hundred contribution points. The Sect Master’s recent reward of ten thousand points was already a generous gift.

The value of these extra one hundred thousand points, if converted into Spirit Stones, would probably be comparable to hundreds of thousands of Low-Grade Spirit Stones! Enough to make many Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators envious!

”Who transferred them?”

Lin Jingyu suppressed the surging surprise in his heart and asked in a deep voice. He didn’t have any close acquaintances in Qinglan Sect. Zhan Tai Mingyue was someone he knew, but it didn’t seem like he would do something like this, and Xu Li was even less likely to do such a thing.

The attendant quickly checked the records and respectfully replied:

”To answer Junior Brother Lin, it was a Senior Brother named Fei Yangyang who left the instructions and contribution points about three months ago, saying that if a Lin Jingyu came to join the Sect, these one hundred thousand contribution points should be transferred to him.”

”Fei Yangyang!” Lin Jingyu’s heart stirred. It was him!

That Fellow Daoist, the ”Fat Sheep,” who was attacked by several Bandit Cultivators outside the Black Market Town and angrily used a precious talisman treasure to counter-kill them, whom he had indirectly saved by accident!

He hadn’t expected this person to have such influence and thoughtfulness, leaving such a generous gift in advance! It seemed his status was far from that of an ordinary Inner Sect Disciple.

”Where is Senior Brother Fei Yangyang now?” Lin Jingyu pressed.

The attendant shook his head, looking troubled:

”That... I don’t know. Senior Brother Fei’s whereabouts have always been elusive, like a Dragon whose head is seen but not its tail. He hasn’t appeared in the Sect for a long time. He only left these contribution points and instructions.”

Lin Jingyu nodded thoughtfully, solemnly thanked the attendant, and put away the token. Fei Yangyang’s action was undoubtedly a timely help, and he remembered this favor.

With this huge sum of one hundred and ten thousand contribution points, he could immediately go to the Scripture Pavilion and exchange for the first few stages of the Nine Heavens Thunder Canon, which he had long desired!

He composed himself, turned, and left the Mission Hall, preparing to head to the Scripture Pavilion.

However, not long after stepping out of the hall door, a sarcastic female voice, dripping with mockery, sounded from the side:

”Oh! Who do we have here? It’s the little thief from the Southeast Market Town who specializes in snatching other people’s Opportunities! What, you’ve snuck into our Qinglan Sect? Could it be that you stole some Senior Brother’s clothes and sneaked in to secretly learn Cultivation Techniques?”

Lin Jingyu paused, then turned his head with a calm expression.

Not far away, several young people in Inner Sect Disciple robes, looking arrogant, were surrounding a male Cultivator with pale skin and sharp, critical eyes, walking towards him.

That male Cultivator’s cultivation was impressive, having reached the Peak of Ninth Level Qi Refining, and his aura far surpassed that of ordinary Cultivators of the same stage. At this moment, he was scrutinizing Lin Jingyu with a provocative gaze.

Beside the male Cultivator was a beautiful female Cultivator, none other than Feng Yaoyao, who had been involved in a dispute at the foot of Thunder Mountain earlier.

When Feng Yaoyao saw Lin Jingyu looking at her, she not only didn’t fear him but instead leaned closer to the leading male Cultivator and whispered, adding fuel to the fire:

”Senior Brother Zhou Hao, this is the person! In the Southeast Market Town, he was always scheming, latching onto my sister, confusing her, and gaining many benefits.

Now, I don’t know what underhanded methods he used to get an Inner Sect Disciple identity, and he’s parading around here. He definitely has ulterior motives! Senior Brother must help me vent my anger and expose his true colors!

We can do this... it will definitely make him suffer...”

Lin Jingyu’s eyes slightly chilled. His gaze swept over Feng Yaoyao and finally landed on the male Cultivator named Zhou Hao. His tone was flat and calm: ”Fellow Daoist, what advice do you have?”

Zhou Hao saw how composed he was, which only intensified his displeasure. He snorted coldly, his posture arrogant:

”Advice? I wouldn’t dare. I’m just reminding some people that Qinglan Sect isn’t a place where just any stray cat or dog can sneak in!

Some people may appear respectable on the surface, but who knows what despicable methods they used behind the scenes to get that identity? I advise you to honestly explain where this Inner Sect Disciple identity came from?

Otherwise, when the Senior Brothers of the Law Enforcement Team come to investigate, it won’t be as simple as just losing a layer of skin!”

He tried to intimidate him with authority, using the Law Enforcement Team as a threat.

Lin Jingyu’s lips curled into a barely perceptible cold smile. He said indifferently:

”My entry into the Sect followed the Sect’s rules and procedures, legally and compliantly. There’s no need for Fellow Daoist to worry. If Fellow Daoist has doubts, you are welcome to invite the Law Enforcement Team to verify it now.”

Zhou Hao’s eyes narrowed. He hadn’t expected Lin Jingyu to be so unyielding, completely unfazed. He winked at a minion beside him.

The minion immediately understood, jumped out, pointed at Lin Jingyu, and exclaimed loudly:

”Senior Brother Zhou! This is bad! The bottle of ningyuan pill you temporarily entrusted to me is gone! That was a second-grade Medium Grade Spirit Pill that was so hard to acquire!”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hao’s face ”suddenly changed,” and he instantly ”flew into a rage.” His gaze, like daggers, fixed on Lin Jingyu, and he sternly shouted:

”Lin Jingyu! Was it you?! You were the closest to us just now! It must be you, you scoundrel, with unclean hands, who stole my Medicinal Pill!”

This back-and-forth, perfectly coordinated, was clearly premeditated.

”Slander.” Lin Jingyu’s tone remained cold, but his eyes had completely turned icy.

”Slander?” Zhou Hao sneered, took out an empty jade box from his Storage Pouch, ”I clearly put the Medicinal Pill in this jade box, and now it’s gone...”

”Yes! Senior Brother Zhou is right! We all saw it! You definitely stole it when you brushed past us just now!”

“That bottle of ningyuan pill is worth over a thousand Spirit Stones!” Several of Zhou Hao’s lackeys immediately chimed in, creating a chorus of ”witnesses.”