Wu Shattered Star River

Ever since Zuo Yiyi's father, Zuo Tianxing, died in battle, internal strife within the Yunmeng Pavilion had gradually intensified.

Ling Yunmeng's battle prowess and methods were insufficient to subdue all the experts within the pavilion. Deputy Pavilion Master Han Jinmao's prestige within the pavilion was second only to Zuo Tianxing, making the current situation inevitable.

Jiang Han wasn't qualified to interfere in the power struggles and games of the higher-ups. He could only secretly resolve to cultivate diligently and become stronger, so that he could help Zuo Yiyi when necessary.

Although Jiang Lang was a bit perverted, he was still a decent guy. He settled Jiang Han and his sister in an empty small courtyard and then took them out of the North City to buy many daily necessities in the South City.

After a busy day, Jiang Han and Jiang Li were finally settled down and had a new home.

This small courtyard had three rooms, a kitchen, and a shower room. Compared to their dilapidated courtyard in Jiangjia Town, it was practically a mansion.

Meals were available in the dining hall, which was located within the Battle Hall and not far away. Of course, if you didn't want to eat there, you could cook yourself.

The money Jiang Han used to buy daily necessities was from the people he had killed along the way. He didn't have many Xuan stones left, so he naturally wouldn't cook and chose to eat in the dining hall.

After dinner, Jiang Han took out the Xuan skill given by Deacon Chen and began to read it. After reading it once, he frowned slightly. This Xuan skill was indeed trash; he didn't even have the interest to cultivate it.

He then took out the pavilion rules and began to read them. There were a total of sixty-three pavilion rules, and violating more than a dozen of them was punishable by death. Violating the rest would result in corresponding punishments.

Where there are punishments, there must be rewards. The latter part of the pavilion rules outlined the reward system, which included a complete merit system.

Depending on the size of the contribution, one could obtain corresponding merit points. Merit points could be exchanged for countless good things such as Xuan stones, pills, Xuan weapons, Xuan skills, and Xuan materials.

"Gaining one level in the Purple Mansion Realm grants one merit point; breaking through to the Profound Abyss Realm grants ten merit points. Each level gained in the Profound Abyss Realm grants five merit points; breaking through to the Mountain Sea Realm grants one thousand merit points."

"Submitting a Yellow-grade Xuan skill grants five merit points…"

"Refining a Yellow-grade pill grants one merit point."

"Refining a Yellow-grade divine talisman grants three merit points."

"Killing a Profound Abyss Realm level one martial artist from an opposing faction grants one hundred merit points…"

Jiang Han skimmed through the rules and secretly curled his lip. There were many ways to earn merit points, but the easiest way was to kill people!

The merit points gained from killing a Profound Abyss Realm martial artist were more than you would get from submitting twenty Yellow-grade Xuan skills.

In this world, killing and looting is the true path to wealth and prosperity.

After flipping through the rules a few times, Jiang Han took out the bottle of pills, which contained ten white pills.

He smelled them and felt that the medicinal power was extremely strong, probably ten times stronger than the pills he had obtained before.

"Cultivate!"

Being new here, Jiang Han didn't know what else to do. With Zuo Yiyi gone, he naturally chose to cultivate in seclusion.

The next few days were the same!

Zuo Yiyi hadn't come down since she went up to Dengxian Peak. Qi Bing stayed in her courtyard all day and didn't show her face once. Niu Meng only ate and slept, and he would only smile foolishly when spoken to.

Jiang Pangzi didn't know what he was doing and had mysteriously disappeared for several days.

Apart from taking Jiang Li to the dining hall for meals, Jiang Han would return to his courtyard to cultivate. The previous pills were all refined, and the bottle of pills given by the Internal Affairs Hall was also refined.

The pills of the Yunmeng Pavilion were indeed good. The cultivation speed was incredibly fast, and just one bottle of pills was comparable to dozens of bottles before.

Without the assistance of pills, the cultivation speed slowed down dozens of times.

This gave Jiang Han the feeling of suddenly switching from eating big fish and meat every day to gnawing on cornbread.

"I have to find a way to get some pills!"

Jiang Han stopped cultivating. If he had enough pills, he could quickly break through to the eighth or ninth level of the Purple Mansion Realm. When he opened up the Profound Abyss Secret Realm, he could break through to the Profound Abyss Realm.

Breaking through to the Profound Abyss Realm wasn't the main point. The main point was… he would have powerful combat strength to hunt the demon beasts on the Heavenly Beast Cauldron and obtain even more powerful divine abilities, which would allow his combat strength to soar again.

"That's right… Get a Demon Beast Illustrated Handbook!"

Thinking of the Heavenly Beast Cauldron, Jiang Han realized that he didn't recognize the other demon beasts.

What he should do now is to get a Demon Beast Illustrated Handbook, identify the remaining demon beasts on the Heavenly Beast Cauldron, and figure out their levels and strengths.

He walked out of the courtyard and headed towards Jiang Lang's courtyard. He knocked on the door outside, but found that there was no response inside.

Just as he was about to go back in disappointment, a figure flew over from mid-air in the distance and landed directly in front of Jiang Han. That round, chubby figure, who else could it be but Jiang Lang?

"Eh? Brother Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Han glanced at him and found that Jiang Lang's left face was swollen like a pig's head, as if he had been beaten.

Jiang Lang covered his face with one hand, his eyes darting around as he said, "It's nothing, I accidentally bumped into something."

"Hurry, chase him! He seems to be running that way."

"Today, this grandma will definitely catch this lecherous thief and let the Hall of Penalties light him up!"

"I slapped him in the face, so take a close look at whose face is swollen. That must be the lecherous thief who stole things."

A burst of hurried footsteps and the shouts of several female disciples faintly sounded in the distance.

A suspicious look appeared on Jiang Han's face as he glanced at Jiang Lang.

When he saw a piece of embroidered cloth peeking out from Jiang Lang's sleeve, three invisible black lines appeared on his forehead…

The first time he met Jiang Lang, he was stealing Qi Bing's bodice. Now, in broad daylight, he actually went to steal other female disciples' bodices?

The most important thing was—he was slapped in the face by a female disciple, and his face was swollen, but the female disciple didn't recognize him and he easily escaped?

"Hehe!"

Having been discovered by Jiang Han, Jiang Lang didn't hide it anymore and grinned, "Brother Jiang, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. This is just a little hobby of mine. I hope Brother Jiang will keep it a secret for me. I'm very grateful, very grateful."

Jiang Han naturally wouldn't snitch and was too lazy to advise Jiang Lang. He changed the subject and said, "Brother Jiang, do you have a Demon Beast Illustrated Handbook? Or something similar, like books that introduce demon beasts."

"I do!"

Jiang Lang's ring lit up, and a thick book appeared in his hand. He threw it to Jiang Lang and said, "It's yours, it's not worth much money."

This book looked very exquisite and definitely wasn't cheap. This Jiang Lang was generous.

Jiang Han hadn't heard that he was a descendant of some big shot in the pavilion, so it seemed that he was very good at making money.

Thinking of this, Jiang Han earnestly asked for advice, "Brother Jiang, I've run out of pills. Apart from exchanging them for merit points in the pavilion, can I buy them with Xuan stones?"

"Of course!" Jiang Lang shrugged and said, "As long as you have enough Xuan stones, I can buy you as many Heaven-grade pills as you want."

"Then…"

Jiang Han said somewhat awkwardly, "How do you earn Xuan stones? Brother Jiang, do you have any good ways to recommend?"

"Ways? You've asked the right person!"

Jiang Lang smiled lecherously and took out a pink bodice from his sleeve, saying, "This is one way. How about—you go to Yunmeng Palace, where Pavilion Master Ling Yunmeng lives, and steal one? I guarantee I can sell it for 100,000 Xuan stones, enough to buy a thousand bottles of Xuan Spirit Pills."

"I didn't hear anything, goodbye!"

Jiang Han rolled his eyes and turned to leave.

What kind of person is this? He even dares to have designs on Pavilion Master Ling Yunmeng's bodice? Isn't he just courting death?