Chapter 10 - Consolidating the Cultivation (1/2)

“What a shame!” muttered Lin Yun to himself, watching Chen Xiao who was outraged choose to leave finally.

If Chen came back, maybe Lin would take advantage of the evil beast to get rid this trouble in advance.

When Lin Yun turned around, an evil wind blew on his face.

The unknown evil beast coming for the Saber-toothed Tiger would be here any minute.

Without any hesitation, Lin Yun chose another way to get his package back and then went away.

Three days later, in the town at the foot of the mountain where Qingyun Sect was located, Lin Yun appeared before one of the busiest shops.

It was called Qingyun Town. The disciples of sects nearby were the main customers of all shops here.

People came and went, most of who were sect disciples or kung fu practitioners nearby.

Lin Yun came up to the counter and put his parcel with the beast parts onto it.

The boss was an elder, well-mannered. He opened the parcel and checked the beast parts proficiently.

He glanced at Lin Yun now and then, with a little surprise in his eyes.

So many beast parts, obtained by one man! That was rare. There were even Iron Claw Wolves’ claws. Everyone here knew they were evil beasts living in flocks. It was nearly impossible to fight them alone.

“The Iron Claw Wolves’ claws, 3,000 taels of silver. Since this Spot Tiger’s fur is a whole piece, I can give you 2,000 taels. For the quality of the Sharp Bull’s horns, they are worth about 900. And for all of the rest, I can offer 1,500 taels. What do you think?”

The boss was really professional. He offered the price right after he checked them.

Lin Yun nodded his head and said, “Leave me 500 taels. I want to buy some pills with the rest money.”

“No problem!”

The boss laughed on hearing this. This was a good bargain. He said in a low voice, “What kind of pills do you need? Although ours can’t compare with what you make, the quality is really not bad. They will meet your needs.”

All sects would grant the pay on the fifteenth day of every month, including some silver and pills which differed according to the level of the disciples’ cultivation. But the pills were far from enough for cultivation.

Only those inner disciples and top outer disciples would get extra pay.

“Let me check the list.”

The boss threw him a list, with all kinds of pills and their effects.

Lin Yun slightly shook his head. Those pills were all damn expensive. He realized that 7,000 taels of silver was not so much as he imagined.

For most of the pills, only one would cost thousands of taels of silver, and the quality was not so good.

“Two Body Nourishing Elixirs, two Spirit Cultivating Elixirs, and one bottle of Body Refining Solution.”

Nearly 7,000 taels of silver was spent on only four pills and a bottle of cheap solution.

Different from the third level of Martial Practice on which cultivation of acupoints and vessels was the key, the fourth level was to cultivate one’s muscles. The Body Refining Elixirs could double the speed.

It was a pity that only one Body Refining Elixir would cost over ten thousand of taels of silver. He was left with nothing better than the second choice – the Body Refining Solution.

Body Nourishing Elixirs were the basic pills. The more, the better. It was useful for each level of Martial Practice. But the higher level, the less effect.

Spirit Cultivating Elixirs were for the inner power.

Looking at the pills, Lin Yun kind of understood why other disciples liked making fun of him with Su Ziyao.

It was mostly out of jealousy, because Su Ziyao’s reward was indeed worth a lot.

“I have to pay it back. I do have to.”

After coming back to Qingyun Sect, Lin Yun began to practice in seclusion.

He really earned a lot during the trip to Hengyun Mountains. He made breakthroughs both in his martial art and cultivation level.

To make such great breakthroughs, he had to stay calm, consolidate his cultivation and digest the pills he bought.

Meanwhile, after Zhou Ping, whose ribs were broken by Lin Yun, recovered, he immediately came back home.

“Brother, if you don’t help me this time, there will be no place for me in Qingyun Sect!” said Zhou Ping in a pitiful tone, wearing a long face.

In the Sect Affairs Administration, Zhou Ping got his ribs broken by Lin Yun with only three moves. He lay there like a dead dog.

It made him the biggest joke among all outer disciples. He was even no match for a kept sword slave!

“Get lost,” his big brother Zhou Yun said in a cold voice.

Zhou Yun had reached the seventh level, ranking top ten among all the outer disciples of Qingyun Sect.

In the mid-year test two months later, he was confident of passing it and becoming an inner disciple.

He didn’t have time for his good-for-nothing brother at all. After all it was only for a sword slave. People would talk behind his back.

“Brother, please help me. Recently even those servants in Sword-washing Chamber don’t listen to me. If it keeps going on like this, I will be driven out of the sect…”

Zhou Ping kept begging him and nearly knelt down.

Zhou Yun sighed in his heart and said coldly with a touch of detestation crossing in his eyes, “You can go. I will help you this time, but only this once.”

“Thank you, brother. Thank you!”