Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

Upon hearing Emperor Yuanhui's reply, Chu Sheng's spirits lifted, and he immediately immersed his consciousness into the spatial grid, taking out everything inside at once.

He brought back quite a few "lucky items" this time.

A jade thumb ring belonging to a former Qing dynasty prince, half a Warring States period jade pendant with a blurred inscription, and a Tang dynasty hairpin inlaid with gold and silver.

There were also some miscellaneous items that he couldn't name.

The most conspicuous item was a rusty short dagger, only about the length of a palm, which he had obtained from the green-eyed zombie.

"Xiao Fang personally instructed: Senior, please take a look."

After sending the message, Chu Sheng pointed his phone camera at the items on the table and scanned them one by one.

"There's quite a lot of stuff; it seems this kid has had a great stroke of luck."

Before the Xuan Mirror, the Prince of Yuanhui stood with a detached expression. These items of fortune sent by Chu Sheng were like chicken bones to him—not very useful to keep, but a pity to discard.

Just as he was about to casually spend some merit points to get rid of Chu Sheng, he suddenly paused and asked:

"Boy, do you know what runes are engraved on this dagger?"

Chu Sheng honestly replied, "This junior does not know."

The Prince of Yuanhui explained, "This is the Corpse-Suppressing and Soul-Slaying Curse of the Corpse Yin Sect, specifically used to control corpse demons. This dagger is at least a spirit-treasure level magic weapon, but unfortunately, it's already broken."

Corpse Yin Sect? Corpse Suppression and Soul Slaughtering Curse? Chu Sheng had never heard of it before.

He scratched his head and asked, "Senior, how much is this thing worth?"

"Prince Yuanhui: Hmm... If you're willing to help, I can give you 500 merit points, plus this."

As soon as the text was finished, an item information box suddenly popped up on Chu Sheng's phone screen:

Name: Sword-Nourishing Gourd (Imitation of Purple Gold)

Grade: Low-grade magic weapon

"Effect: Can nurture flying swords, magical artifacts and other weapons, automatically tempering them once a day, slowly enhancing their spirituality."

"Note: This is a replica of the standard magical artifact for outer disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect. Although it is a replica, the craftsmanship is solid and it is suitable for beginners."

The Sword-Nourishing Gourd!

Chu Sheng's eyes widened in disbelief. "My God, such a thing exists in the world? It's unbelievable!"

However, this gourd was perfect for storing his Northern Emperor Peach Wood Sword. "Senior, this gourd..."

"Prince Yuanhui: What, you think it's a fake? Let me tell you, this gourd was personally forged by me when I was young. It's made of solid materials, has all the functions, and is unique in this area."

Chu Sheng, of course, wouldn't object, and quickly replied, "No, no, no, I just think it's too expensive! Can these few small items really be exchanged for so much?"

"Prince Yuanhui: Heh, you're quite honest, kid. Let me tell you, the 'Soul-Slaying True Meaning' on that dagger is somewhat useful to me, otherwise I wouldn't have made this unprofitable deal."

Chu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief—after spending too much time on Douyin (TikTok), he felt like everyone was trying to sabotage him, so he replied with a smile:

"Then the kid would be too impolite to accept it!"

"Prince Yuanhui: You're a quick-witted kid."

The next moment, the phone screen glowed faintly, and the items in front of Chu Sheng disappeared.

Almost simultaneously, a gourd the size of a palm, entirely purple-gold in color, with cloud patterns engraved on its surface, appeared in his hand.

The gourd felt slightly heavy in my hand, weighing about two pounds. It had a warm and smooth feel, and I could faintly sense a wisp of pure Qi flowing within it.

"Spiritual energy?" Chu Sheng was taken aback. Just as he was about to carefully sense the special aura emanating from the gourd, his phone alerted him again:

"Transaction complete. Merit points gained: 600"

Current merit points balance: 1614

Chu Sheng was taken aback—wasn't it supposed to be 500 merits? How did it become 600?

"Prince Yuanhui: I'll give you an extra 100 merit points as a deposit."

Chu Sheng was grateful and replied solemnly, "Thank you, senior. I will certainly keep that in mind."

With the transaction completed, things quieted down on the side of Emperor Yuanhui's son.

Chu Sheng was playing with the sword-nurturing gourd, grinning from ear to ear, when suddenly he remembered something and slapped his forehead:

"Oh dear, how could I forget to ask if you had tiger blood, senior?"

This senior, the son of Emperor Yuanhui, was not only generous, but also had connections at a much higher level than himself—for example, he had never heard of the Corpse Yin Sect.

Shaking his head to clear his mind, Chu Sheng turned his attention back to the merit points before him, a smirk playing on his lips:

"With merit points in hand, there's no need to trouble you, senior."

He opened the [Internal Store] and searched directly for "Tiger Blood".

Soon, the search results popped up:

"South China Tiger Blood (10ml) - 10 Merits"

"Ordinary Tiger Blood (10ml) - 50 Merits"

"Siberian Tiger King's Heart Blood (10ml) - 300 Merits"

"Hundred-Year-Old Tiger Demon Essence Blood (10ml) - 500 Merits"

Chu Sheng looked at the price and his lips twitched.

Blood from a hundred-year-old tiger demon? Blood from the heart of a Siberian tiger king? What kind of unbelievable prices are these!

Ordinary tiger blood is cheap, but according to "The Ghost-Catching Notes", the better the tiger blood used to cultivate the Lesser Pure Yang Body, the better the cultivation effect.

Leaving aside the blood essence of a hundred-year-old tiger demon, at the very least, it has to be ordinary tiger blood. As for South China tiger blood... it seems there wasn't even an option offered.

"Damn it, a man investing in himself is the only real solution; go for whichever is most expensive!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Chu Sheng gritted his teeth and directly chose "Hundred-Year Tiger Demon Essence Blood".

Merit points instantly decreased by 500 points, leaving a balance of 1114.

The next moment, a small jade bottle appeared in his hand.

The jade bottle was only the size of a thumb and contained a dark red, slightly viscous liquid.

Even through the jade bottle, Chu Sheng could feel the scorching heat and faint demonic power contained within.

"Will eating this cause any problems?"

"It's written in the notes that one wrong move and you could easily explode and die."

Even with the tiger's blood in his possession, Chu Sheng dared not act recklessly. He then searched around the mall and the secondhand market.

Finally, I spent 10 merit points to buy a "Gravity Spell" that allows me to control objects remotely before I could finally fall asleep.

He slept for two whole days until Cai Ningning called him to go to Nanjing University for a lecture, which forced him to wake up.

"Brother Chu, did I disturb your sleep?" Cai Ningning asked somewhat apologetically as she stood at the door.

"It's...nothing, I've slept for two days, it's time to wake up." Chu Sheng looked at his phone and realized that he had actually slept for two whole days.

"Brother Chu, you're amazing. I've never seen anyone sleep for two days straight in all my life."

Cai Ningning gave Chu Sheng a thumbs up.

"It's alright. For us cultivators, sleeping is a normal thing. Have you heard of Patriarch Chen Tuan? He slept for eight hundred years."

Chu Sheng casually made up a sentence, and seeing that there was still more than an hour before the lecture, he asked Cai Ningning to go and reserve a seat first, while he took a shower and went later.

Cai Ningning covered her nose and laughed: "Brother Chu, you really should take a good bath."

After saying that, he mimicked the landlady's strange smile, then suddenly leaned back to remind her before leaving:

"By the way, Brother Chu, two pretty ladies came to see you while you were sleeping."

"Reply to their messages when you wake up."

"Two women?" Chu Sheng was taken aback, picked up his phone to check the messages from the past two days, and then a smile appeared on his face again—

"Your savings card account ending in 2016 received RMB 2.3 at 15:32."