Primordial Treasure Mirror

Su Yang helped pack Zhao Qingyao's package.

He naturally knew what was inside.

Aside from silver and Qi Condensation Pills, there should only be some jewelry in the package.

Su Yang was certain that the mirror was not in the package before yesterday.

Then this mirror must have been placed there by Zhao Qingyao yesterday.

But why would she put a mirror in her package?

Su Yang picked up the palm-sized bronze mirror and examined it carefully.

The mirror has an antique shape, with no trace of rust on its body. The bronze body has a warm, dark golden luster, and there are many patterns on the back.

The mirror was bright and clear, and his face was reflected quite clearly.

But no matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary bronze mirror.

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head.

"It must have been Qingyao who accidentally put it in. Keep it; I do need a mirror."

Su Yang put the bronze mirror back into the package and looked through the other items in the package; they were all familiar objects.

Su Yang re-tied the package and closed his eyes.

I didn't sleep a wink last night, so I'll take this opportunity to rest.

......

the other side.

On a flying boat on Bihu Mountain.

Zhao Qingyao stood at the edge of the deck, gazing into the distance, slightly lost in thought.

"Junior Sister Qingyao, what are you thinking about now? Could it be that you're still thinking about your husband?"

Mu Ling asked jokingly.

Zhao Qingyao snapped out of her daze and shook her head:

"Senior sister is joking. Qingyao is not one to dwell on the past. I am just worried about my future cultivation."

"Why think that far ahead?" Mu Ling pouted.

"You possess a Heavenly Spiritual Root; achieving the Golden Core stage is not difficult, and reaching the Nascent Soul stage is within reach. If even you are constantly worrying, how can anyone else survive?"

Zhao Qingyao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Senior sister is right, Qingyao is being pretentious."

Mu Ling smiled and leaned on her shoulder:

"This child is teachable."

"By the way, do you still have the bronze mirror I gave you yesterday? May I use it?"

Zhao Qingyao nodded, then her expression froze.

"I think I left the bronze mirror at the inn."

She then apologized repeatedly, but Mu Ling didn't seem to care.

"I just wanted to take a look at the hair bun. If I lose it, so be it. It's just a little trinket I picked up at the market anyway, not worth a few spirit stones."

......

The green leaf magic artifact flew for more than two hours before finally arriving at the Qingyang Sect's mountain gate.

This is a vast mountain range.

The Qingyang Sect's mountain gate occupies the land of several peaks.

After passing through an invisible barrier, the green leaf artifact quickly landed on a mountain peak.

As soon as the magical artifact landed, two middle-aged cultivators hurriedly came forward to greet it.

The inner sect stewards, however, showed no intention of speaking to them.

"All servants, go down. This will be your living quarters from now on."

After the servants and disciples had all left, the green leaf magic artifact took flight again, flying further and further away until it disappeared from everyone's sight.

The many servant disciples looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally turned their attention to the two middle-aged cultivators who had arrived.

The middle-aged cultivator who had just been respectful to the inner sect stewards completely changed his attitude when facing them.

The slightly taller one held his head high, his chin held high, his eyes haughty:

"My name is Ding Yue, and I am in charge of the spirit fields on this Emerald Spirit Peak."

The short, fat man also held his chin up, looking down on everyone else.

"My name is Pang Yue, and I am in charge of the spirit trees on Cui Ling Peak."

"Greetings, both stewards."

As menial disciples, everyone was well aware of their status and greeted each other with respect, and Su Yang was no exception.

Pang Yue was very satisfied with their attitude:

"You bunch of servants are quite sensible. Come on, follow me and Brother Ding."

Ding Yue and Pang Yue walked ahead.

Su Yang and his group followed behind.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a huge courtyard appeared before everyone.

There is a wooden plaque above the gate of the courtyard.

The words "Miscellaneous Service Office" were written on it.

"This will be your home from now on."

Ding Yue stopped and turned to look at the crowd:

"Once you join our Emerald Peak, the rules are very important."

"Remember, the handyman disciples are not allowed to wander off or fight each other..."

He gave a lecture on the rules for menial disciples.

After saying that, Pang Yue continued:

"Remember these rules, but there's one more that's most important."

"That means you absolutely must not offend inner disciples; it's best to simply walk around them when you see them."

"Inner disciples hold a prestigious status; if you offend them, your death will be in vain."

The group looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Su Yang stood at the back of the crowd and took a deep breath.

Inner disciple.

Only by becoming an inner disciple can one have some control over their own destiny.

Ding Yue said no more.

He led everyone into the servants' quarters.

He walked to the largest room.

There was a large wooden table in the room, on which were placed writing brushes, ink sticks, and notebooks.

Ding Yue went over and sat down:

"Come over here and register your names."

The group stepped forward one by one, and Ding Yue recorded their names.

After recording the names, Pang Yue took out a stack of booklets from the shelf next to him.

Distribute them to everyone.

"This is the Qingyang Breathing Technique, the most basic cultivation method in our sect."

"Although you are menial servants, you still need to undergo a training test. If you fail to break through to the second level of Qi Refining after three months, you may leave the mountain on your own."

After distributing the cultivation manuals, Ding Yue picked up another booklet:

"Next, we'll assign tasks."

Pang Yue then stepped forward to add:

"Our Cui Ling Peak is mainly responsible for the spirit fields and spirit trees. The work on the spirit fields is relatively easy, while the work on the spirit trees is much more strenuous."

Ding Yue nodded slightly: "Start assigning people now. Those whose names are called, come over here."

"Sun Zheng".

A tall, thin young man stepped forward.

Ding Yue didn't even look up:

"You are in charge of spirit trees; cut down twenty spirit ironwood trees every day."

Sun Zheng's expression immediately changed.

He knew how difficult it was to cut down the spirit ironwood tree, hesitated for a moment, and then took out a spirit herb from his sleeve:

"This is a spiritual herb that I found by chance; it must have been dropped by the steward."

Ding Yue finally looked up, his eyes lighting up:

"Dew Grass, a low-grade first-level spiritual herb, is of decent quality."

He winked at Pang Yue, who immediately understood:

"Sun Zheng seems diligent; he doesn't need to cut down spirit trees anymore. Let him take care of the spirit fields instead."

Sun Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him repeatedly.

The people behind understood.

They all rummaged through their own bags.

The second boy had a low-grade spirit stone on the ground.

Ding Yue accepted the gift with a smile and also allocated a spirit field to it.

Those who had spirit stones donated them, those who had spirit herbs gave them away, and some even took out a spirit pill.

Ding Yue immediately exempted him from his menial duties.

As Su Yang watched this scene, his heart sank.

Aside from the Qi Condensation Pill, he had nothing else to offer.

But the Condensing Essence Pill was left by Qingyao, and he couldn't possibly give it away.

Soon it was Su Yang's turn.

Ding Yue waited there for a while, but found that Su Yang didn't say anything.

His face instantly darkened:

"Su Yang, five spiritual roots? What kind of immortal cultivator is a useless one with such useless spiritual roots?"

"Go and cut down spirit trees, set a quota of forty trees per day."

Forty trees, twice the number of other miscellaneous tasks.

It is almost impossible to complete.

"Manager, this..."

Su Yang still wanted to try, but Ding Yue interrupted him directly:

"What's this? You don't want to?"

"A piece of trash with five spiritual roots, being able to enter the Qingyang Sect is already a great blessing. Yet you're still being picky. Don't you even take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror to see what kind of person you are!"

Pang Yue scoffed:

"Manager Ding is right. A useless piece of trash who wastes resources, does he really think he has a choice?"

Su Yang understood.

He didn't offer any gifts, which displeased both managers.

This was both a warning to him and a way to make an example of him.

He felt deeply humiliated, but could only accept it silently and step aside.

After assigning tasks, the remaining people were given tasks.

Ding Yue pointed to the far corner of the courtyard:

"Su Yang, you stay over there. The rest of you can choose your own accommodations."

Su Yang didn't want to humiliate himself any further, so he silently went to the room.

He is powerless to resist now.

All I can do is cultivate myself and become stronger.

The house was simple, even dilapidated.

Su Yang sat calmly on the bed and took out the book "Qingyang Breathing Technique".

After reading it once.

He began to practice according to the instructions of the method.

The first step is to sense spiritual energy.

He was quick on this step; in about fifteen minutes, he sensed the spiritual energy.

Then comes guiding the spiritual energy and transforming it into spiritual power.

Su Yang carefully guided the spiritual energy according to the cultivation method.

Everything went smoothly at first.

But just after the spiritual energy had circulated for a full cycle...

Suddenly out of control, it deviated from the cultivation path and started moving along a completely new route.

Su Yang was startled, thinking something had happened.

But after the spiritual energy completed its circuit along this entirely new route...

The spiritual energy generated within him was much greater than before.

One week later.

Su Yang opened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

This is definitely not the speed of cultivation that the "Qingyang Breathing Technique" should have.

Then.

His gaze was drawn to the package beside him.

The package is glowing!