Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

13: Chapter 13 Accumulation!In the blink of an eye, Gu Yan had already spent a full year in the Inner Sect of the Taiyi Dao Sect.

In a quiet little courtyard on the east side of Danxia Peak, the morning mist had not yet dispersed.

Gu Yan sat cross-legged on his bed with his eyes closed, looking inward at his own body.

The eighteen Acupoints opened during his second turn of martial arts were now completely filled with spiritual power.

The spiritual power in each Acupoint had condensed into a small vortex of Qi.

Whenever his spiritual power was slightly depleted, the vortexes would automatically absorb the scattered Spiritual Qi from the world to slowly replenish it.

This setup was almost like carrying twenty-seven permanently powered mobile power banks around with him.

A trace of amusement flashed through the mind of Gu Yan.

Besides that, the spiritual power stored in his Dantian was even more abundant.

Although he was still at the Ninth Level of Qi Refining, Gu Yan was not anxious.

This was because, after embarking on the path of cultivation, many previously blurry memories from his past life had become clear again.

The cultivation novels he had read repeatedly emphasized that Foundation Establishment was the first true threshold on the path of cultivation.

Only when the Spiritual Qi within the body was full and transformed from a gaseous state to a liquid state could it naturally succeed.

Therefore, over the past year, most of the Spiritual Qi he had absorbed was stored in his Dantian after refinement.

Gu Yan opened his eyes and looked at the sky.

The morning sun had already climbed over the peak of Danxia Peak.

”It is time to go earn the rent.”

He muttered to himself and then stood up.

He had exchanged a large amount of Sect contribution points for this little courtyard a month ago.

Speaking of the reason for moving, Gu Yan still felt helpless.

When he originally lived in the Inner Sect Disciple dormitory area, one day he was practicing the Qingfeng Sword Technique in front of his door.

Because he had grasped a wisp of Sword Intent, his moves were natural and seamless, unexpectedly attracting many fellow Disciples to stop and watch.

After that, martial arts fanatics often came to his door to ask for sparring, euphemistically calling it mutual improvement.

For the sake of peace and quiet, he gritted his teeth, spent a sum of contribution points, and moved to this secluded courtyard.

The environment was quiet, but the cost was not small.

He needed to pay five hundred Sect contribution points every month.

Gu Yan calculated the remaining contribution points; they were only enough to last through this month.

”Cultivating to become a mortgage slave—if this plot were in the novels of my past life, I fear the readers would complain about it.”

He shook his head and pushed the door open to step out.

To get from the east side of Danxia Peak to the Mission Hall on the west side of Changqing Workshop, one needed to pass through a maple forest and then go by the edge of the martial arts arena.

Gu Yan had walked this path many times and was already very familiar with it.

”Junior Brother Gu!”

Just at this moment, a crisp call came from the side.

Gu Yan paused slightly and turned his head to look.

He saw three women dressed in the attire of True Disciples walking closer.

The one in the lead was about twenty years old, with clear and beautiful features.

”Senior Sister Liu.” Gu Yan cupped his hands in a salute.

The gaze of Liu Qingyi lingered on his face for a moment, and a trace of appreciation flashed in her eyes.

The two Junior Sisters behind her quietly exchanged glances, with smiles on their lips.

”Is Junior Brother Gu heading to the Mission Hall?” Liu Qingyi asked in a gentle tone. ”Coincidentally, we are also going to submit the missions of last month. Why not go together?”

”I appreciate your kindness, Senior Sister.” Gu Yan bowed slightly.

”It is just that I need to go to the Scripture Library to borrow some texts first, and I fear I might delay your important business, Senior Sister.”

This was a polite refusal.

Liu Qingyi did not insist and just nodded with a smile: ”Then I shall not delay you, Junior Brother.”

”However... it seems that it has not been peaceful near the Sect recently. Several Disciples who went out on missions have encountered unexplained attacks. If you take on any missions outside, Junior Brother, you must be extra careful.”

Gu Yan’s heart stirred, but he kept his expression calm: ”Thank you for the reminder, Senior Sister.”

Watching the three Senior Sisters depart, Gu Yan continued on his way.

Within the Taiyi Dao Sect, the Rank system is distinct, divided into ordinary Inner Sect Disciples, True Disciples, Personal Disciples, Chief Disciples, and so on.

An ordinary Disciple like Gu Yan who had not taken a master should not have attracted much attention from True Disciples.

However, things like good looks seem to be hard currency in any world.

Passing through the maple forest, the martial arts arena was already in sight.

Disciples doing morning exercises were in groups of three or five, some practicing swordsmanship, some boxing.

Gu Yan’s gaze swept across the arena, and he suddenly caught sight of two familiar figures.

Lin Wei and Su Zhi.

The two were sparring with swords at the edge of the arena.

The sword moves of Lin Wei were fierce, while Su Zhi parried with skillful force, her footwork light and agile, dodging the attacks at the critical moment every time.

Gu Yan did not stop, only casting a glance from afar.

Over this past year, he had seen the two women several times at the Preaching Pavilion lectures, but he had never stepped forward to greet them.

At the edge of the martial arts arena, Su Zhi suddenly sheathed her sword, looking toward the direction where Gu Yan had left with slight confusion.

”What is wrong, Senior Sister Su?” Lin Wei asked.

”I thought I saw... just now,” Su Zhi shook her head. ”Perhaps my eyes deceived me. I keep feeling that a familiar figure walked by, but when I looked closely, I could not find anyone.”

Lin Wei looked in the direction of her gaze, seeing only Disciples coming and going, with no one unusual.

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Changqing Workshop, Mission Hall.

【Exterminate the Extreme Yin Demonic Cult branch stronghold, requires a five-person team, contribution 3,000, keep spoils of war...】

【Collect three hundred-year-old snow lotuses, location Northern Territory Ice Mountain, contribution 1,500...】

【Escort the Lin family caravan to Jinling City, duration half a month, contribution 2,000...】

Looking around, they were all Sect missions with high risks and high rewards.