What do you mean I'm a cultivator?-Chapter 32

The days blurred together in the outer sect, each one a careful balance between duty and cultivation. But now, Jiang Cheng ad returned to something more familiar. Namely, the tower of records.

He had decided that he was not getting enough reading time with how things were currently, and so he made the choice of cutting back time working in the weapons shed with Master Liu, in order to dive headfirst back into books.

Sure, working on weapons, or anything else was nice, feeling the material bend to your will, as you worked on it, but nothing beat a interesting read after a day's work, slaving away at the common tasks, like fetching water, or chopping logs.

entering it after what must have been weeks was a nice reminder. Nodding once again at the guards, Showing his Jade token, he entered the first floor, and up the worn wooden stairs to the second floor.

Walking through the Shelves, looking at the titles was a bit of a chore, but it always paid of when Cheng found a good book. Like now.

He sat on one of the wooden benches, and let his arms rest on the wooden table, as he flipped the first page of the book he was reading now, named "Journal of a wandering cultivator."

It was a nice read. It contained the adventure of a Qi condensation cultivator, and her journey through the Sweltering desert, a place supposedly residing in the Fenghua region, around two provinces to the one Cheng was in.

But alas, it was a short read. Thanks to his cultivation, what took mortals hours to read, could be read in minutes by him, and any other cultivator of his realm.

Cultivation brought all sorts of benefits. From splitting longs with a palm strike, to seeing like a eagle, to all sorts of nice benefits.

With cultivation, Determination and hard work were always rewarded. At least for the most part.

Aq bit later, Jiang Cheng settled back down, now immersed in "The laws of fire", a book containing insights of Qi condensation cultivators of the falling star sect, that had a fire affinity.

Sure, it wasn't the least bit helpful to the current him, being of no affinity like a majority of cultivators. But it was knowledge. Who was to say that he couldn't end up stumbling on some nine heavens fire erupting Blazing dragon fruit, that would give him supremacy over the fire element?

Eh, one could hope right?

It was a nice read, that one. It spoke of techniques, pills, and all sorts of vague solutions on how one could deepen their affinity with fire. And even develop one. But, much to Cheng's disappointment, all of them needed some kind of Treasure beyond the Spiritual sea realm.

Was that the one above foundation establishment? it had to be. After all, elder fend and the other elders should be around that level. That meant that trying to find such treasures would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

If said needle was the size of a atom, and there was a dragon guarding said haystack.

Now that was another weird word. His thoughts made him understood that it was another one, born from this weird subconscious side of his.

Supposedly, atoms were something like little bricks that built up bigger things. It sounded weird. And he was not sure if that was correct. Was he just crazy? that didn't really make sense.

After all, many of these weird thoughts had been helpful to some degree. Even back when he knew nothing, those thoughts had allowed him to find a way to progress faster, even when he had no books to learn from.

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A thud caught his attention, causing him to look up from the book he was holding. Sitting in the same table, was none other than Liu Wei himself.

As Liu Wei had reached the sixth stage of Qi condensation, he was allowed to step in the second floor.

"What? Can't I read a book too? Or is this your private abode mister genius?"

Liu spoke, As Jiang Cheng glanced at him, though his tone made it clear that his pride had taken a big blow.

Was he here to copy him? Cheng thought, a quote from his weird thoughts fitting the situation. If you can't beat them, join them.

Could he be trying to copy himself, convinced that Cheng must have some kind of hidden method?

Or had he really turned over a new leaf?

And so, Cheng went about the rest of this day, reading, Liu Wei always a step behind him, copying him. When Cheng looked around for a book ,he followed him, trying to copy him.

When he read, He read as well.

This actually started going on day by day. Cheng would keep his routine, and Liu Wei would always be close by, watching him.

And so, weeks went by. It was almost amusing to Cheng how Liu was following him like a little lost duckling. For a few days at least.

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The only reason why he hadn't told him off, was because he was quiet.

But one day, As Jiang Cheng was reading a book, he suddenly decided something.

I should go on another mission. Was his thought.

It was not purely a random one. he wanted contribution points. Pills. And most importantly, he wanted to do this for one more reason.

Inner demons.

he had read in a book that often, when at a critical breakthrough, resentments, regrets, and all sorts of negative emotions, created a inner demon, and failure to suppress said thing, could lead to Qi deviation, or even the dantian outright exploding.

Jiang Cheng was not scared to go on another mission. He was sure, such a inner demon would not form. But he realized he was getting complacent. He was putting off going to one, for one reason or the other. At one time, it might be wanting to read a bit more.

Another time, it might be that he wanted to rest first. He was once again, ignoring his martial path, if favor of the relaxed and predictable one in the outer sect.

This was not right. He was a cultivator. He should be ready for anything. And to act like missions, full or rewards for him to take didn't exist felt like a blemish, that would sully his path.

And so, the following day, After mandatory work, he headed to the mission board, his sharp eyes scanning it for missions. Not the scant ones in the outer sect.

One requiring him to once again venture out of the sect. One of them stood out to him.

Request for Assistance: Village Well Repair.

The village of Yaozhi seeks aid in restoring their collapsed well. Water supply is limited, and immediate assistance is needed. Outer sect disciples are encouraged to take this task. Compensation: Two Contribution Points. One gathering pill.

Note: Additional rewards may be granted by the village, depending if the disciple performs different additional tasks.

Jiang exhaled slowly. A village well? Hardly the kind of mission that led to great cultivation gains or prestige, but it wasn’t like he had better options.

Nor did he want some kind of suicide mission, like gathering nine tailed serpentine grass. Sure, the reward was a staggering a hundred contribution points, but said grass was usually guarded by a three tongued serpent, it's poison strong enough to impede Foundation establishment cultivators.

Sure, the snake wasn't anything special. But if he took one bite, the poison would kill him very fast.

Two contribution points, he mused. Not much. Not much at all. But it was something.

Contribution points could be exchanged for resources. Medicinal herbs, basic pills, even low-tier cultivation techniques if he saved up enough, as those were in very hot demand in the outer sect, since actual cultivation manuals were in the inner sect.

More importantly, a mission outside the sect meant an opportunity to explore beyond the usual confines of his routine.

His fingers curled around the parchment as he pulled it from the board.

“Taking that one?”

Jiang turned to see a senior outer disciple eyeing him, arms crossed. The man barely looked interested, more curious than anything.

Jiang nodded. “IS there a problem with that?.”

The man's face changed, and he spoke. "No no, of course not. Just curious."

Jiang didn’t respond, just held the paper in his hand, and walked to one of the counters, where a inner sect disciple each was in charge of recording missions. Perhaps this was done for order, as much as to make sure no shenaningans like bullying people into giving them their missions and amassing points very fast.

It would be a easy way to gather points. And likely the sect made sure there was no easy way. To climb out of the outer sect, the most important part was none other than you yourself.

And of course, as he registered the mission, he felt the gaze of none other than Liu Wei, studying him.