Several small strands of yellow joy energy flowed toward Han Yu.
"That would be excellent!" Kun said quickly.
His earlier frustration had completely vanished. Instead, he now looked almost pleased.
"If that is the case, I will prepare so suitable tasks for you. I can even assign higher paying commissions."
Han Yu knew exactly what was happening.
This was not simply gratitude. Supervisor Kun was currying favor.
In the sect hierarchy, Han Yu’s current position was already significant. And if the rumors were true, personal disciples often beca core disciples and later influential elders.
In so cases, they even inherited the position of Peak Head.
From Kun’s perspective, maintaining a good relationship with soone who might one day beco a major figure within the sect was an extrely wise investnt.
Kun smiled slightly.
"Just inform when you are available. I will make sure the tasks are worth your ti."
Han Yu nodded politely.
"I will do so."
Inside, however, he could not help feeling mildly amused.
The sa supervisor who had been about to reprimand him minutes earlier was now speaking to him with clear respect.
Such was the reality of status within the Slaughtered Moon Divine Blood Sect.
Power changed everything.
After finishing his conversation with Supervisor Kun and securing the materials and books he needed, Han Yu did not linger any longer on the Puppet Peak.
The entire purpose of the visit had been to collect his belongings and resolve any loose ends that might co back to trouble him later.
Now that those matters had been settled cleanly, there was no reason for him to remain there and risk unnecessary attention. He left the library quietly and retraced his path down the familiar corridors of the Puppet Peak.
The atmosphere of the peak remained the sa as before.
Puppet artisans were scattered throughout the area, hunched over workbenches and piles of chanical components, completely absorbed in their own projects. A few of them muttered calculations to themselves while carving formation circuits into puppet cores.
Others sat cross-legged beside partially disassembled constructs, examining their chanisms as if the outside world did not exist. Han Yu passed by several of them, yet not a single one paid him any aningful attention.
In a way, this was precisely why he liked the Puppet Peak.
The disciples there were so imrsed in their craft that they rarely concerned themselves with sect politics or rumors. To them, the most important thing in the world was the next improvent to a puppet chanism.
Han Yu descended the mountain and once again began moving toward the Second Kidney Peak. This ti he did not bother hiding his speed. There was no one accompanying him, and he was confident in his ability to avoid the more crowded sect pathways.
With his cultivation now at the peak stage of the Core Condensation realm, enhanced by both Moon Blood Qi and Abyssal Frost Qi circulating through his body, his movent speed was far greater than it had been even a few months earlier.
The journey that had taken him roughly ninety minutes with ng Jueyan and Xuan Qing earlier now took him less than an hour.
When the towering silhouette of the Second Kidney Peak ca into view once more, Han Yu slowed his pace slightly and approached the main gate. The formation recognized his token imdiately, allowing him to enter without resistance.
From there he moved quickly through the inner pathways until he reached his new residence. The courtyard gate opened smoothly at his arrival, responding to the resonance of the Peak Head’s crest embedded in his robes.
Inside the residence, the quiet night atmosphere remained unchanged.
ng Jueyan and Xuan Qing had already finished arranging their belongings and were resting inside their assigned quarters. The residence itself was silent except for the faint hum of the formation arrays circulating Ice Qi through the tower and the distant whisper of wind moving across the mountain slopes.
Han Yu carried the items he had brought from the Puppet Peak directly into the multipurpose chamber located in the outer courtyard.
One by one he removed the crates of puppet components, stacks of manuals, and bundles of crafting materials from his storage pouch and arranged them along the work tables.
Several incomplete puppets were placed carefully along the assembly racks so he could resu working on them whenever he wished. The chamber felt perfectly suited for this kind of work.
The formation arrays embedded into the floor regulated ambient temperature and spiritual energy levels, ensuring that delicate puppet cores and formation plates would not be damaged by fluctuations in Qi.
Once everything had been placed in order, Han Yu stepped back and looked around the room with quiet satisfaction. The entire space now resembled a personal workshop that was several tis better than the facilities he had once rented at the Puppet Peak.
The difference was that now it belonged entirely to him.
After finishing that task, Han Yu activated the residence formation interface using his disciple token. A faint projection of light appeared in the air before him, displaying a list of available services connected to the Second Kidney Peak’s internal logistics network.
He studied the interface carefully.
The options were far more extensive than he had expected. Through the formation system he could directly request alchemical ingredients, puppet materials, formation plates, spirit tals, beast cores, and many other resources used by cultivators and craftsn.
The system functioned almost like a marketplace connected to the sect’s internal storage facilities. If he submitted a request and paid with rit points or his personal allowance, the materials would be delivered directly to his residence within a few hours.
Han Yu felt a small sense of amazent at how convenient the system was.
Previously he had spent countless hours traveling between different peaks of the sect just to gather the materials he needed. Sotis he had even needed to stand in long queues at storage halls or negotiate with supply clerks to obtain rare ingredients.
Now all of that could be done from the comfort of his own residence with a simple command.
"This will save a lot of ti," he murmured to himself.
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