The four n, all in their fifties, would be hard to mistake as a group of middle aged n. Every rank a Cultivator increased would more than double their lifespan. A Core Formation Cultivator would usually live nearly five thousand years, give or take a few centuries. How early a Cultivator reached a high rank played a part, but for the most part most Cultivators didnt die of old age. They usually fell in battle or to foul play. Those of high ranks were also usually well treated by the organizations they belonged to and would get access to life extending pills, serums, and treasures which sotis made it possible for them to soldier on more than twice the ti they should have. Most Sects asured themselves by the number of Rank 6s they had, just like the Holy Fla Sects Peak Masters. It was always a mystery just how many Old Ancestors a Sect had squirreled away in secret chambers, extending their lives with special techniques and treasures. It was a sort of Cold War that made all-out war between Sects a rare occurrence.
The first thing the four n did was order a round of stiff drinks. They had gathered at their favorite restaurant, still the Delicious Dream, and downed cups of the signature wine. Even to this day they all werent sure whether they loved the atmosphere or the wine more. Was it their favorite wine because of the restaurant it was served in, or was it their favorite restaurant because of the wine they served? The four didnt even bother to comnt on Sages new freakish appearance and rely downed a few rounds of drinks. It was only after they were all sufficiently sloshed that they finally broached the question and Sage explained.
I was unlucky enough to stumble into an ancient array. I thought it was locking up so sort of treasure, but when I activated it, it knocked out. When I ca to the array was destroyed upon use and I was transford like this.
The others nodded their heads, it was the consequences for chasing after treasure. Theyd all been on training missions before and seen many things. So would profit and gain great advantages from hidden treasures, but many more rely died trying to make gains.
Its not all bad these scales seems pretty tough and my senses have improved. Peak Master Zhen has said she will help explore the new changes.
The explanation of his condition and the following cover story had been decided by the Peak Master while they were still at the Soul Taming Abode. He didnt plan on consulting her and revealing all of his secrets, but she offered the idea mainly to help deflect questions. His change was quite drastic and with the assurance of the Peak Master, more conservative Sect mbers would be less worried about Sage being as dangerous as he looked. He was also told to check in with her every so often in case there were any changes he himself hadnt noticed.
Thats good, very good! Finally, your fa will catch up to ours. Our nas will rise together! Hurry up and beco an Elder, Brother Sheng. Then we can team up and earn a title. The four champions of Holy Fla!
Yuan Hu started boasting, seeming quite pleased with his creation of a na for their group only to be interrupted by sharply mocking voice. Qiu Hou insulted him rapidly, Four Champions of Holy Fla, my butt. More like Four Champion Holy Farts if youre the one in charge, you great windbag! Dont pick on Little Sheng, hes always worked hard and now hed had this setback. Were here to celebrate he made it back in one piece, not to satisfy your delusional dreams!
You damned slly monkey!
As was common among them, the Tiger was prideful and the Monkey mocked him to no end. Sages two good friends always enjoyed arguing far too much and they spent the rest of the night trading insults between rounds of drinks. Sage and Geng He would rely trade looks and laugh about their friends fiery natures. Qui Hou just loved to tease and infuriate people and Yuan Hu was just a vigorous and prideful man. The two of them together were the perfect recipe for explosive argunts. In the beginning they had actually fought a few tis, but after a few years their rivalry beca more of a hobby. The two of them seed to enjoy it and held no animosity. Sage liked to think they were rely training at unusual skills. Yuan Hu was a Minstrel and enjoyed the challenge of trying to resist Qui Hous natural skill at bringing people down and pushing their buttons.
The next morning, Sage woke with a pounding headache. The hangover from a night of drinking wracking his body with pain. Focusing his Qi, he sent it running through his body and after a few circulations he slipped into ditation. In a few more minutes he was able to expel the effects of the hangover and clear his head. It was a simple technique that most Cultivators knew, a more minor version of expelling poisons. Haha, back on Earth people would probably kill to have such a skill. Clearing hangovers in just a couple minutes with a perfect success ratio? Amazing.
Sage still lived in the sa dorm since hed first arrived at the Holy Fla Sect. When the others eventually started becoming Inner Sect Disciples they had left, but Sage stayed behind. Since it was normally supposed to house four, other Outer Court Disciples had moved in for a ti, but when they moved on Sage just started paying for the whole place himself. Once, after finding a bunch of treasure the other three had pooled contribution points and purchased the house for their Brother Sheng. They had done it as a gift to commorate his promotion to a three-star Tar. It was also nostalgic for them to be able to always visit the place they all t and beca friends.
Sage kept it more for selfish reasons. Through the years hed expanded the shack in the yard quite a bit and it housed a sizable collection of insects. Hed experinted quite a bit with mutating and combining different features of the Spirit Insects hed captured or purchased. These bugs were also a decent source of revenue for him, given that there were only three Insect Tars in the Holy Fla Sect. One of them focused on the most common purpose for Insect Tars, and that was breeding poisonous insects. Poison Master was a very rare profession, but it nonetheless existed and they needed suppliers. More common was the usage of poison in dicine and pill making. Many poisons could be used as dicine by mixing them with other ingredients, as well as the practice of using one poison to counter another. The other Insect Tar was more of a warrior. He used his Insects as fighting partners and was quite effective.
Sages main thod of making contribution points these days was selling off the products of his experints. He focused on mixing and matching Insect abilities to create low ranked insects for utility purposes. Just like the Alarm Crickets he brought on the expedition, he had bred a few lines of useful bugs and now he rely collected them every so often and sold them in the markets. Along with his semi-annual harvests of Moonhoney from his Silverbee hives, it was more than enough contribution points for his normal expenses with a small stockpile as well. It was only when he wished to train in the Sunfire Pagoda or purchase techniques would he have to take on extra tasks. Best of all hed just earned ten thousand contribution points and a huge pile of treasure.
Ti to count my money and plan for the future!
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