Chapter 305
Secrets of the Lake (II)
The word must have spread, as, from what I could pick up from the kids, nobody bothered them since Xi Zhao demonstrated his blade. Not necessarily because he truly was that strong, but because everyone just sort of assud that only so super-duper ancient power could properly rear soone so young to be so strong.
... would their brains fry if they knew it really was just ? Well, it was the system, but they don't know about that.
Regardless, even with the free rein, they stopped going to the lake by the ti a week had passed since the 'festival' started--there really were just so random knickknacks in there, and not much else. Though to they all mattered as I kept selling them for the Spirit Stones, the kids were, well, kids. They didn't really particularly care about the value of anything, just that it got boring to do.
As such, they all locked themselves up in their rooms and started cultivating, preparing for the competition.
In the anti, my 'being haunted ter' is sort of shooting off the charts; yesterday, I kept slipping on a piece of seaweed that kept following around. Rational thought was that it wasn't seaweed, that it wasn't the exact sa piece, and that it wasn't following around--but I'd tossed out rational thought about seven hauntings ago.
Then there was the chair incident--I was just minding my own business, happily nibbling away at so fruit, when my chair squird. As though alive.
But as I yelped and shot up, and others ca in with worried expressions, I couldn't really outright say that I felt my chair move--so I just made up a lie that I was testing their reaction tis.
... not that they bought it, of course, but they at least pretended. Which was good enough for .
Which brings to now; there's a plant on the bedside desk that wasn't there yesterday. It's reminiscent of a sunflower, and I'm pretty sure it's looking at .
Will I acknowledge it? Only in my most paranoid depths.
Who knows? Maybe I am going nuts, for better or worse, and this is just the first step of it.
Aah.
On the ninth day, there was a succession of breakthroughs--Xi Zhao reached late Foundation Establishnt, after which Dai Xiu reached the peak of late Foundation Establishnt, and lastly Xing Feng reached the Eight Stage of Qi Condensation.
I got nothing for any of them, once again, but the kids bead with pride, so I tried digging around for sothing in the spatial rings to reward them with. Truthfully, there wasn't much; just random pills and pastes and so herbs and ores, but nothing that they would value all that much.
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The only thing left was creating Arts for them, or one for them all, but I'm kind of stumped at the mont and not sure what to create.
I don't think I can afford to create one for each of them individually, as even with over 3,000 points that I have at the mont, I really can't afford to ever go back to 0, as that was miserable.
--hey, the Quests! I'd completely forgotten about them! Maybe there's sothing there?
As it turns out, there actually is--most of them were kind of garbage, in that they were either monstrously difficult (have 1 Disciple reach Demigod Realm within 3 months), or just outright made no sense as they would require to travel tens of thousands of miles just to get to them.
Two, however, were appropriately located and weren't too difficult, but as both cost 1,500 points to purchase, I could only 'afford' one, so I settled on the more difficult one.
[Secrets of the Lake]
[Difficulty: ???]
[Context: powers behind the city have spent centuries trying to locate the ever-mythical Guardian of the lake, never making any true progress. They have long since ascertained the Guardian exists, as its effects are clearly visible, but even after scouring every inch of the lakebed, they've never found a single trace of it. The quest can be completed in two ways: one, locate the Guardian yourself and confirm its identity, or two, interfere with their attempts and ensure that the Guardian's identity and location remain a secret]
[Cost: 1,500 CP]
[Rewards]
[Reward 1: 6,000 CP]
[Reward 2: A Favor (Depends on your choice)]
[Hint: Purchase the quest to reveal the hint]
[--Quest Purchased]
[Hint: You have already t it]
... no.
No, no, no, no, no.
No.
Just no.
System, go fuck yourself.
You, you want to go against sothing that costs a literal billion points to identify?! Oh wow! Evil, pure, unbridled evil!
There's no way in hell I'm even remotely considering locating it or helping the Sage prick. I an, I was already leaning in that direction, 'cause the idea of fucking with him sounds kind of appealing, but, honestly, does any of it matter? That thing can likely sneeze and obliterate this entire continent.
It's also ti, I think, for to acknowledge sothing: if I am being haunted by anything, and it's not all in my head, it's most likely that thing. I'm pretty sure it realized I saw it, and that was sothing that nobody else did because, well, who the hell would take a second look at so random piece of whatever lying around? And now that he's found , he's curious.
Sort of like Long Tao.
It's a bit of a realization for , too--the strong, no, the truly strong, have a mindset completely different from the rest. When they encounter sothing they can't explain, rather than becoming defensive and aggressive, they just beco... curious.
And, well, possessive. I'm pretty sure Long Tao would sooner kill than let 'fall' into another person's arms. Is this any better? Of course! It's the reason I'm still alive.
Alas, my hope is that this little ghost haunting isn't overtly an, and is doing all this just because it's curious.
"Ah, Feng'er," I saw the young boy leave the room for a mont and called him over.
"Yes, Master?" he quickly bolted next to , looking up with rather wide eyes.
"Could you call for your Brothers and Sisters? I have sothing to tell you all."
"Yes! At once!" As though super happy to have received a task, he ran over to the hall where the rooms were and... well.
"Senior Brother Tao, Senior Sister Xiu, Senior Brother Zhao..." he started calling them out, one by one, in the 'order of seniority'. And when I say 'calling', I an shouting. He was like a little private at a military camp doing a roll call or sothing.
Kind of funny.
As they all ca out, they looked at the boy rather oddly before shuffling over to the central table, appearing quite curious. I don't have the habit of calling for them all, so I suppose it makes sense.
"Thank you all for gathering so quickly," a few stifled laughs rang out. "Master has a rather important task for you."
"Oh? What kind of a task, Master?" Dai Xiu asked.
"The kind that will ruin a bad man's day. Nay, it will ruin his week, even."
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