The Transmigrator's Cultivation

Chapter 145 - Arc 11: The Sects Grand Competition | Chapter 145: Credit Points

Chapter 145 - Arc 11: The Sect's Grand Competition | Chapter 145: Credit Points

Translator: Lynn

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Upon returning to the sect, Yun Lie headed to Xiaolu Peak, while Xu Ziqing turned and made his way to Shifang Pavilion.

Shifang Pavilion comprised various sections, including the Gongde Pavilion, the Library Pavilion, and the Treasure Pavilion, among others. These sections catered to the convenience of the disciples and offered facilities like the Pill Pavilion, the Qi Pavilion, the Tiangong Pavilion, and the Baozhen Pavilion.

Xu Ziqing’s first destination was the Gongde Pavilion. This pavilion served as a hub for resource exchanges within the sect, requiring disciples to use merit points. These points were acquired by trading various items collected through tasks and were designed to encourage the enterprising spirit of the disciples. They were also a means of preventing certain items from circulating freely within the sect.

Xu Ziqing’s intention was to convert the crystal cores he had acquired into merit points first before moving on to other matters.

As he descended, many eyes focused on him. Xu Ziqing felt a mixture of wry amusement and determination, choosing to continue walking.

The curious glances were not unexpected.

Xu Ziqing donned a somber black brocade robe, which initially appeared quite elegant. Despite being cinched at the waist with grass stems, it still lacked the fitting grace. This attire was typically worn by Sixing Peak officers during mundane tasks. Yet, Xu Ziqing, a mere foundation stage cultivator, was far from qualified to wear such garments.

Luckily, the clothing itself was just a formality. The black dragon token he held was the true mark of Sixing Peak; otherwise, his appearance might have led to his apprehension and presentation before Sixing Peak.

Swiftly, Xu Ziqing entered the Gongde Pavilion through its main entrance, leaving the prying gazes behind. Taking a deep breath of relief, he scanned his surroundings.

On the left was a side hall, adorned with the characters “Gongde Hall.” This location was where merit points were exchanged.

Stepping inside, Xu Ziqing noticed several stewards diligently recording transactions. He approached an available steward and courteously inquired, “Excuse me, senior, may I exchange merit points here?”

The steward, a middle-aged monk with a higher cultivation level than Xu Ziqing’s, deserved the title of “senior.” He was engrossed in perusing an account book, but at the sound of Xu Ziqing’s words, he looked up. “Certainly, you can simply display what you intend to exchange.”

Xu Ziqing didn’t hesitate. He promptly extracted the numerous demon cores he had collected and placed the storage bag on the table, gently sliding it forward. “Senior, please inspect these.”

Mentioning his senior brother, Xu Ziqing’s gaze softened. “My brother is Yun Lie of Xiaolu Peak, a recent Golden Core cultivator. He hunted these crystal cores himself.”

The steward was taken aback, realizing the identity of the person involved.

Yun Lie’s early practice of ruthless swordsmanship had garnered him fame among those who paid attention to such matters. His ascension to the rank of a Golden Core Stage Daoist was marked by impressive momentum, even causing a stir among the top figures within the sect. His subsequent recognition on the Tianlong List only amplified the attention he received, solidifying his already prominent position.

The steward, having heard of Yun Lie’s reputation, deemed it natural for him to achieve such feats considering his accomplished sword intent. Consequently, the steward’s attitude towards Xu Ziqing exhibited a slight softening. “In that case, I’ll credit these points to your account as well.” This time, the trove of crystal cores was exclusively sourced from the Yaksha Sky Demon, totaling around three to four hundred crystals, not to mention the smaller varieties. Upon calculation, it amounted to over twenty million credit points.

In an instant, Xu Ziqing found himself endowed with a considerable fortune, bestowing him with a stable foundation.

Even in the experienced eyes of the steward, the sight of Xu Ziqing’s wealth evoked a tinge of envy. A foundation-building cultivator possessed more credit points than ordinary Golden Core Stage cultivators. Xu Ziqing could acquire countless resources within this ten-square pavilion if he so desired. With a sigh, the steward managed to overcome his greed and envy, proceeding to credit Xu Ziqing’s account.

Xu Ziqing bid a gentle farewell and exited the scene. He felt a bit lightheaded, contemplating his future plans, which brought a sense of relief. He had heard that refining tools, practicing alchemy, and crafting talismans all demanded substantial expenditures. With his ample credit points, he wouldn’t need to worry excessively about resource scarcity. However, his immediate priority was visiting the Zangbao Pavilion to acquire a set of cassocks. Replacing the borrowed black brocade robe from his senior brother was essential to avoid continuous conspicuousness in front of everyone.

With this in mind, Xu Ziqing turned away from the gate and made his way to the opposite pavilion.

Clad in a gentle blue cassock adorned with subtle moiré patterns at the cuffs and hem, Xu Ziqing’s attire was a departure from the green shirt he previously wore. A closer examination of his eyes revealed a sharper and more resolute demeanor than before. The months spent honing his skills in the sword cave and engaging in numerous battles within the Tianmo cave had significantly shaped his disposition. With purposeful steps, he headed straight for a pavilion.

Lifting his gaze, the pavilion’s signboard bore the clear inscription, reading “Tiangong Pavilion.”

At this juncture, the most accessible path for Xu Ziqing to embark upon was the field of alchemy. His profound understanding of flora, combined with his inherent interest, rendered alchemy a natural starting point. However, in the interest of swiftly equipping himself with protective capabilities, he opted for a more expedient option: the study of talismans. This choice would allow him to enhance his defensive arsenal before the imminent Sect’s Grand Competition.

After a contemplative moment, Xu Ziqing cast his eyes at the plaque and entered the pavilion without hesitation.

Inside the Tiangong Pavilion, an elderly steward reclined in a rattan chair, his eyes half-closed as he engaged in a moment of repose.

A group of dashing monks were bustling about, and as Xu Ziqing entered, one among them stepped forward and inquired, “What brings you here, senior?”

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