The Great Demon of Martial Arts

Chapter 4 Rewards
The brief confrontation not far away did not attract Ji Chuan's attention, nor did he know that a strange man in black accidentally saved his life.

However, if he were to know, he would definitely leave immediately and stand under the dangerous wall, which is not his style.

"It seems that Senior Brother Qin you were looking forward to didn't come, so...sorry, I can't let you report."

Before Sun Qian could react, a stern look flashed across Ji Chuan's face, and he exerted a little force with one hand. The seemingly bland dagger showed its sharpness, and the bright red blood stained the coarse linen clothes on Ji Chuan's body .

An inner disciple, he can't afford to provoke him for the time being.

But what puzzled Ji Chuan was why an inner disciple would take a promotion reward for a handyman.

Kicking away Sun Qian's body, Ji Chuan walked towards the 231 house non-stop. As for Sun Qian's death, he was not worried at all. Are there still fewer people dying in the sect every year?
The sect does not prohibit fighting, on the contrary, it advocates this practice. As long as it is not the cross-level oppression of the inner sect killing the outer sect, the sect will not take care of these things. Almost all the demon sects in the Great Qin Dynasty That's all.

Sure enough, after a while, Sun Qian's body was gone, probably dragged away by the law enforcement team.

Looking at the weather-beaten house in front of him, Ji Chuan walked in calmly. It was much better than the house he lived in before, and at least there was no air leakage.

Hang the bamboo sign in your hand on the door, and close the door casually. Although it is daytime, the room still looks gloomy and dark.

After closing the door, Ji Chuan couldn't wait to open the package, he wanted to know what even inner disciples were eager to get.

A porcelain vase with a rough appearance, a copy of "Tiantian Mozong's Elementary Heart Method", two pieces of clothing for outer disciples, and ten taels of silver, nothing else.

Ji Chuan picked up the "Elementary Mind Method of Tongtian Demon Sect", flipped through it, and found that it was not as good as the Taoist chapter, so he threw it into the corner.

Then the problem should be in this porcelain bottle. Ji Chuan opened the porcelain bottle in his hand, and it made a crisp clanging sound when it was shaken.

Flipping the porcelain bottle upside down, several round pills rolled in Ji Chuan's palm.

"Nursing Qi Pill? Or three?" Ji Chuan was a little surprised. He had heard of Yangqi Pill when he was a handyman disciple. Just a little powder can make an ordinary person feel Qi. At that time, he was eager for a long time.

It is said that Yangqi Pill can work in every level of Acquired Realm, but different levels of the realm will produce different medicinal effects.

"Nursing Qi Pill should have little effect on the disciples of the inner sect. No wonder only one Sun Qian, who is at the first level of Houtian, is sent."

Ji Chuan was still wondering why he didn't meet Qin Hao. He probably didn't know who would be promoted to the outer sect, but he just sent someone to guard it. It's better than nothing. After all, Yangqi Pill didn't have much effect on him.

However, what Ji Chuan didn't know was that Qin Hao didn't snatch the Yangqi Pill for himself.

"No matter why, improving one's own strength is the right way. Even if Qin Hao knows that inner disciples are strictly forbidden to overwhelm outer disciples in the sect, it won't be done on the surface, but he should be careful to do it secretly."

After sorting out his thoughts, Ji Chuan was not afraid of Qin Hao, on the contrary he wanted to trouble him.

For those who want to be unfavorable to themselves, only the dead can make him feel at ease.

At this stage, Ji Chuan's main task is still to improve his cultivation level. With his current cultivation base, the magical techniques and martial arts in his mind may be hollowed out just after he uses them.

It just so happened that three qi-nourishing pills were enough for him to practice for a period of time, and he should be able to use them a little at that time.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Sitting cross-legged, he was about to practice, when there was a knock on the door of the hut, Ji Chuan had no choice but to open the door.

When he opened the door, there was a man dressed in the costume of an outer disciple standing outside the room. He was poking his head to look inside through the gap in the door, and his hand was still in the gesture of knocking on the door.

"what's the matter!"

Ji Chuan asked with a cold face in a rather cold tone.

"ah!"

Maybe it was startled by Ji Chuan's sudden voice, or maybe it was just pretending, the outer disciple outside the room jumped back exaggeratedly, and then laughed dryly.

"What's the matter!" Repeatedly, Ji Chuan obviously didn't know the person in front of him.

With that said, Ji Chuan raised his hand and was about to close the door.

"Hey, hey... Don't close the door in a hurry, brother, I'm Song Yuanluo, I have important matters to discuss with brother."

Seeing that Ji Chuan was about to close the door, Song Yuanluo said anxiously, fearing that if he spoke slowly, he would be locked out of the house.

"May I ask your surname, brother, no one lived in this hut before, this brother is a new outer disciple."

Although it is doubtful, it is a definite statement.

"That's right. I'm indeed Ji Chuan, a newly promoted outer sect disciple. What's the matter? Is there any problem?"

Ji Chuan felt that there was nothing to hide, so he nodded in response, but kept his eyes on Song Yuanluo.

"It turned out to be Brother Ji, sorry." Song Yuanluo cupped his fists and said politely, "I'm indeed here to look for Brother Ji this time. I wonder if Brother Ji has heard of the Mission Hall."

Ji Chuan shook his head. He really hadn't heard of the mission hall. He had only been an outer disciple for a few hours, but he thought it should be the place to receive missions.

Seeing this, Song Yuanluo showed such an expression, and explained: "Brother Ji doesn't know something, but it's normal. As the name suggests, the mission hall is the place where the entire sect disciples receive missions in exchange for resources..."

Following Song Yuanluo's explanation, Ji Chuan also had a general understanding of the sect's intentions, using the sect's disciples to go out to complete various tasks in exchange for task rewards and speed up their cultivation.

Of course, most of the mission resources ended up in the pockets of the suzerain and the elders, and what was given to the disciples was always revealed through the fingers of these big bosses.

"Then why did Brother Song come to me?" Ji Chuan asked knowingly.

"Brother Ji, to tell the truth, I have accepted a task, but I may not be able to complete it by myself. It takes four people to work together to complete this task. I have already persuaded the other two outer disciples. I wonder if Brother Ji is interested?"

Song Yuanluo explained the reason, for fear that Ji Chuan would not agree, and then added, "Brother Ji, don't worry, the rewards for the mission will be allocated according to the amount of effort the four of us have, how about it?"

"I don't know what the task is?" Ji Chuan didn't agree, but asked instead.

"Well... If brother Ji agrees, I will tell the truth." Song Yuanluo clasped his fists again, thought for a moment, and finally said nothing.

"Since that's the case, I'm just on the first floor of Houtian, and my strength is low. I may ruin Brother Song's plan, so I won't participate in this mission. I will join Brother Song in the future."

After finishing speaking, ignoring Song Yuanluo who hadn't reacted yet, Ji Chuan closed the door with a 'bang'.

"Hey...Brother Ji, Brother Ji..." Song Yuanluo shouted quickly, but still couldn't stop the door from closing.

"Humph……"

Seeing that the goal was not achieved, Song Yuanluo flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, and left with an ugly face.

(End of this chapter)