Tomb Raider: The man is in the Nine Gates, but the system insists it's the Primordial Era.

"How come my physique has inexplicably become stronger again?"

Su Mu clenched his fist.

"What is this now?"

He tried to reach out and catch the last golden willow catkin that drifted down from the sky, passed through the roof, and floated directly towards him.

The golden light quickly dissolved into Su Mu's body after he touched it.

At the same time, the system message reappeared.

【Golden Light of Merit】

[Efficacy: Eliminates negative karma and averts misfortune, protects the body and strengthens the spirit, and resonates with the divine.]

[Category: Merit]

"It's actually golden light of merit!"

"But how did it get here?"

"Could it be because Zhang Qishan and the others sent the demonic corpse out of the city to be burned?"

Is there really such a thing as merit in this world?

"Or is it that only I can see it, and only I can possess it?"

Standing at the second-floor window, Su Mu looked up in the direction the patrol team had just left.

Because the leader of that patrol team was one of the Zhang family's personal guards who had escorted the corpse out of the city with them.

"You have them all?"

"They just have fewer than me."

The golden light of merit, resembling willow catkins, fell gently down, and Su Mu finally noticed the last few.

"It's a pity they've all gone to rest, otherwise I could have experimented and seen if it's related to my guess about 'teaming up,' since I was in a team, so the good deeds I performed would be rewarded with golden light?"

"The matter of Hu Guohua and the red-clothed female ghost of Shisanlipu involves karma, therefore he cannot accumulate merit."

"The deaths on the train of the dead have nothing to do with me, Zhang Qishan, and the others. We sent them out of the city, protecting the local people from the torment of being haunted by vengeful spirits. Is that why we received divine merit?"

Su Mu pondered.

The effects of the system on him were too amazing and shocking.

But they often act like dead people, never taking the initiative to explain or respond, and never answering Su Mu's questions.

Su Mu had to figure out and study most of the system's effects himself.

The Wu tribe is forbidden from cultivating the primordial spirit.

This is a rule established by heaven and earth in the ancient, primordial era.

In the cultivation methods, Su Mu was not allowed to cultivate anything, whether it was the Purple Mansion Golden Core, the Yin Spirit or Yang Spirit, or the Dao of Sitting in Oblivion.

The Wu tribe is born and raised by nature, and is self-reliant.

Only by continuously consuming food or elixirs with enormous energy can one achieve continuous improvement and advancement.

This led to the birth of the divine laws belonging to the witchcraft system.

After having money.

Su Mu tried drinking the tiger bone blood and eating the rare and precious food, but the effects seemed to be minimal.

The only time a noticeable change occurred was when it consumed the demon core that had been gestating inside the six-winged centipede.

"The task is arduous and the road ahead is long!"

Su Mu sighed and arranged several benches on the second floor together, intending to rest there for the night.

Over at the thatched hut, the group of men under his command were still working day and night with the craftsmen to finish the job.

He has nowhere else to stay recently.

"Is Manager Su still in the store?"

"What are you doing here, kid?"

"Wow, you guys are really fast!"

"Good heavens, I thought the head of the family was the only smart one!"

"Looks like they've all come!"

"..."

Su Mu, who had just been lying fully clothed on the hard, cold wooden bench, heard the sparse shouts coming from outside the shop.

He got up again, opened the window, and looked down.

After confirming that the young man who owned the True Immortal Temple was indeed on the second floor, the people below began to speak:

"Manager Su, Fifth Master heard that your residence is under construction and guessed that you are currently homeless. Therefore, he sent me to invite you to stay at his residence for a few days."

"That's what Sixth Master said too, Manager Su."

"I was sent by Master Liu, who is under Third Master's command, to invite Manager Su to stay at the mansion for a few days."

"..."

The commotion caused by the True Immortal Temple that day reached the ears of all the sect leaders of the Nine Gates.

The Nine Gates Masters, who were used to sending people to investigate the situation in the city at will, also sent someone to follow Su Mu.

In the end, they all discovered that Su Mu's residence was under renovation.

Su Mu, who had just returned from outside the city, had not come out since returning to his shop.

After a brief moment of deliberation, the leaders of the Nine Gates all guessed Su Mu's plan and thoughts to rest in the shop tonight.

It was midday.

When Su Mu had dinner with Wu Naigou, Hei Bei Lao Liu, Jie Jiu, Huo Jinxi, and several other sect leaders from the Nine Gates, he revealed some of the future profit model of the True Immortal Temple.

They knew beforehand, even before outsiders, that after today, the True Immortal Temple would no longer accept ordinary money to purchase its elixirs and talismans.

The items that Su Mu sought to exchange for in exchange for elixirs and talismans were extremely rare and peculiar.

Even the Nine Gates themselves don't have many of those kinds of items.

That's why we're in this situation now.

If they can get closer to Su Mu, it will be easier to talk to him when they need his medicine or talismans in the future.

After those below spoke, they all fell silent again, waiting for the young man above to make his decision.

Despite the constant conflicts within the Nine Gates, when things are out in the open, everyone maintains a facade of harmonious coexistence.

Especially at this moment, they all represent the identities of those in power behind them.

"Since it is late at night, the head of the family forbids Miss Xian'er from going out. We have come on behalf of Miss Xian'er..."

The Huo family rushed over in a great hurry, but they were left behind by all the other forces.

However, when the people below heard that it was Huo Xian'er who sent them, their hearts sank a little.

The heads of their families are all men; how could they dare to compare themselves to young and beautiful girls?

Can we win?

really,

Su Mu said, "When did Third Sister Huo become so generous, allowing a man like me to stay at the Huo family for a few days? How interesting. Let's go."

"Sigh..." The others sighed.

"Hey hey hey!"

"What are you doing, sir!"

"Don't do anything rash!"

Immediately afterwards, panicked and anxious voices came from the crowd below again.

They all looked panicked, with their hands outstretched as if trying to catch Su Mu, who was standing at the second-floor window.

"fine."

Su Mu shook his head and jumped straight out of the second-floor window, landing steadily on the ground.

"He's a master!"

Hiding in the shadows, the subordinate sent by Master Shuihuang of the Nine Gates to monitor the True Immortal Temple stared wide-eyed at the scene of Su Mu jumping out of the window and landing in disbelief.

"Quickly report to Fourth Master! This boy's skills are probably comparable to those of Buddha and Sixth Master! Unless they send a formidable opponent on par with him, or implement a plan to surround and threaten him."

The water locust's subordinate pondered for a moment, then passed the message to his companion who was responsible for returning to the manor to report the contents of the news.

……

After returning home, Lin Ze, a scarred man, couldn't fall asleep no matter what he did.

He suddenly remembered what Su Mu had told him, and got up in the middle of the night, dressed, and put on his sword. Under the cover of darkness, he hurried towards the direction of Renjia Town that he remembered.

This was the third task assigned to him by his employer, and the only task he was chosen from among the crowd to take on.

at the same time.

Lying on the carriage, a weathered Taoist priest, constantly groaning in weak pain, with thick bandages wrapped around his right ankle and blood seeping from them, also entered the city tonight.

"Ouch! What are you doing? Slow down! That hurts! You said that young man is your boss, is he really a hidden big shot?"

"My leg injury has nothing to do with him. Everything is predestined. Ouch, slow down, slow down. I don't blame him. Why bother to bring me all this way? Alas, from now on, I'm a cripple. Alas, what a pity for the Heavenly Master's tomb..."