Sect Recruitment: I Can See Attribute Entries

Chapter 28: Chapter 28: How Do You Know That Was a Monk’s Wooden Fish?

Chapter 28: How Do You Know That Was a Monk’s Wooden Fish?

When Chu Xingchen returned to the small courtyard of his sect, his two disciples had not yet come back from shopping.

He had no idea where his senior disciple had gone to purchase supplies—it had been quite some time already.

For now, the most pressing issue—the problem with the spirit stones—had been handed over to his old acquaintance, Yaoqin.

That matter being arranged gave him some relief, as it was the primary reason he had come to Yuzhou City.

He believed the chances of resolving it smoothly were quite high.

From his deductions, the Bamboo Jade Pavilion itself was most likely connected to a cultivation sect.

When he had first met Yaoqin, she was already at the Mysterious Dan Realm.

At her level, in any remote region, she would be considered an ancestor or at least a respected elder.

Yet within the Bamboo Jade Pavilion, she merely played the zither for guests.

Such an arrangement could only mean that the pavilion was likely tied to a powerful sect from the Central Continent.

Therefore, Chu Xingchen had considerable faith in Yaoqin’s ability to find a solution.

After all, every spirit stone within his spatial ring was now a Blood Qi Spirit Stone.

If he were to take one out as payment, he would surely be executed on the spot by any righteous cultivator.

Moreover, no one but demonic cultivators would accept such tainted stones.

On the surface, Chu Xingchen appeared quite wealthy, but in truth, he didn’t have a single usable spirit stone to his name.

He had money, yes—but none he could spend.

He withdrew the concealment formation he had set up before leaving.

Then, entering the main room his disciples had thoughtfully prepared for him, he gave the space a quick glance. It was tidy enough, furnished with tables and chairs.

Sitting down, Chu Xingchen took out one of the Blood Qi Spirit Stones and began to examine it carefully.

At his current level—after all, he was now a flawless Mysterious Dan cultivator—he was qualified to study such things.

But the deeper he looked, the more he realized how unnatural this stone truly was.

The blood energy and spiritual energy within it showed signs of merging.

That alone was astonishing.

Spirit stones were formed as spiritual energy condensed along spirit veins. Under immense density and over long years, the energy would bind and solidify into stone.

In that process, the energy stabilized and could no longer accommodate anything foreign.

Once a spirit stone was formed, this property became even stronger.

Thus, altering a spirit stone in such a way was not impossible—but it required extraordinary skill.

The craftsmanship behind the Blood Qi Spirit Stone before him... was likely beyond what any minor region could achieve.

Just as Chu Xingchen frowned in thought, his senior disciple’s voice called out from outside.

”Master!”

He quickly put away the stone and stood, stepping outside—only to pause in surprise.

Li Yingling walked through the gate with a bright smile, carrying a large bundle on her back.

Behind her, Li Xingtian followed, struggling under a package two or three times his own size. Strictly speaking, it was no longer a bundle but something far too massive to fit through the doorway.

Glancing around to make sure no one was watching, Li Xingtian suddenly hurled the enormous bundle over the courtyard wall.

In a flash, he leapt inside to catch it.

Chu Xingchen merely raised his hand slightly, catching the falling bundle with spiritual power and setting it gently onto the ground.

His gaze swept over the oversized load, and he asked curiously, ”Has Yuzhou City’s market gotten this cheap? You bought all this with just a little silver?”

Li Yingling lifted her chin proudly. Setting down her own bundle, she glanced at her junior brother and arched a brow—urging him to tell their master all about her glorious accomplishment.

”This wasn’t bought by Senior Sister,” Li Xingtian said, his tone carrying a hint of disbelief. ”There’s a new street vendor in town. He set up a ring-toss game—hit a ring, get a random prize. Senior Sister spent all the money we had there.”

Chu Xingchen froze for a moment. So his disciple’s so-called luck had finally manifested?

Proudly, Li Yingling reached into her bundle and pulled out a set of clean, elegant white robes. ”Master, this is what I won especially for you. You’ve been wearing that same tattered outfit for far too long.”