The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 513

Chapter 513: Chapter 511: First Mission Chapter 513: Chapter 511: First Mission “I intended to cultivate today using the Yin Sha Qi stored in the Qiankun bag, but judging from your current situation, there probably isn't much Yin Sha Qi left in the bag, right?” Shen Luo said upon hearing this.

“Master, I really have absorbed all the Yin Sha Qi. However, the Yin Sha Qi that entered my body is more pure and can be freely used by you.” The Ghost General immediately bowed his fist and replied.

“Very well. There won't be a shortage of tasks to kill ghosts in the next few days, so you needn't worry about not finding a supplement.” Shen Luo said.

“Yes.” The Ghost General immediately responded and consciously sat cross-legged in front of Shen Luo.

Shen Luo's eyes slightly constricted, his fingers brought together, began to draw on his arm. Before long, he had drawn a pattern of densely packed, blood-red rune array.

He pointed his fingers towards the Ghost General. A strand of pure Yin Sha Qi began to move towards the charm patterns on his arm.

The charms on his arm brightened, and the sensation of intense pain, like being gnawed by ants and being eaten by a silkworm, came again. Shen Luo immediately gathered his mind and carefully began to apply the Xuan Yin Opening Vein Technique.

Time flew by, and it was early morning three days later.

A suppressed growl came from inside the small building, and the windows on the second floor that had been closed all the while were suddenly pushed open.

Shen Luo stood by the window, his eyes full of vitality. The residual breath fluctuations on his body were still surging. There was a faint blue light flickering on the Hand's Yang Ming Large Intestine Meridian on his arm, indicating that it had been connected.

In order to open this meridian, Shen Luo experienced more pain than before, including when he was dreaming of opening the vein. During that time, his Hand's Yang Ming Large Intestine Meridian broke three times, while the Qu Pool Acupoint and Hegu Acupoint exploded once each.

The three vein ruptures were still tolerable as he managed to repair them using the Great Unsealing Technique. However, when the Qu Pool Acupoint exploded, it almost destroyed half of his arm and caused severe damage to his chest, abdominal, and heart meridians. Had he not taken the Milk Spirit Pill in time, even if he had narrowly escaped death, his cultivation path might have come to an end.

Regardless of the hardships, Shen Luo eventually formed the meradian.

He stood by the window, taking a breather as he gazed at the beautiful scenery outside. His mind gradually settled down, and he returned to sitting on the ground before closing his eyes to meditate. He attempted to cultivate the Yellow Court Sutra skills again.

As soon as he tried, his eyes suddenly opened wide, his eyes full of disbelief.

The previous stumbling feeling was significantly reduced when he was cultivating the Huangting Technique. The speed of his mana operation was much faster than before, and the smoothness has greatly increased.

“It turns out that the number of meridians does affect the quality of the cultivation. If all the meridians of the Twelve Channels can be opened, the cultivation speed will undoubtedly change drastically, right?” Shen Luo thought to himself.

Just as he was thinking about continuing his cultivation, a flash of green light flickered around his waist. He hurriedly looked down and found that the dark green crystal stone on the government waist tag was flashing.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he had to temporarily stop cultivating. He got up and headed for the Weapon Storage Hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, Shen Luo noticed that compared to the quiet situation yesterday, there were many more people in the hall today.

In addition to He Wenzheng and two other Military Ministry Clerks, there were also ten monks standing there.

These ten people could clearly be seen divided into two teams, each led by a burly man and a hunched old man.

The burly man is quite rugged-looking, and the few people behind him are also sturdy. Their uniforms are quite uniform, all in blue short attire, and the word “Mountain Fist” is embroidered on the chest.

The hunched old man had somewhat murky eyes, dry skin, but exceptionally smooth hands, like those of a young man in his early twenties.

The four people following him also looked young, each about thirteen or fourteen years old. They were bright-eyed, quite handsome, their clothes were varied, but all of them wore a pair of purple snake pattern gloves.

“Master Shen, you are here.” Upon seeing this, He Wenzheng immediately got up and saluted.

The others did the same as they saw this.

“Mr. He, and all of you Daoist friends.” Shen Luo returned the gesture.

“Master Shen, these ten immortals are all members of our team,” He Wenzheng introduced.

“Elder Shen, I am Elder Zhou Meng from the Mountain Fist Sect, these are all my disciples. We are here to apply together, on behalf of our sect to make a contribution to Chang'an,” said the sturdy big man while saluting.

Shen Luo also returned the gesture as a response.

“Elder Shen, I am Zhao TingSheng, a disciple of the Decline and Growth Sect. These are all my senior brothers. We ask for more care from the elder,” said the hunched old man while saluting.

Shen Luo looked a bit surprised at the old man's words. He carefully examined the old man for a moment, but forgot to return the salute.

“I apologize, I was rude,” he quickly said when he came back to his senses.

“No harm done. My current appearance would surprise anyone who sees it,” said Zhao TingSheng, who looked like an old man, waving his hand.

At this point, Shen Luo remembered that before coming to Chang'an, Xie Yuxin had mentioned the Decline and Growth Sect. He was told to avoid their monks if they encounter them because they are good at using poison and can often kill people silently.

“Daoist Zhao, could it be that you have practiced the secret technique of your sect, the 'Bone Decay Heart Technique'?” Shen Luo asked curiously.

“That's correct. I am currently in the 'decaying period', which has confused the elder,” Zhao TingSheng nodded and chuckled.

Seeing this, Shen Luo was a bit confused. The words and actions of Zhao TingSheng in front of him didn't match with what Xie Yuxin had described about the monks of the Decline and Growth Sect. She said that most of them have strange temperaments, they tend to repay an eye for an eye and they have a certain air of being righteous and unrighteous at the same time.

“I am Shen Luo from the Spring and Autumn Pavilion of the Little Straw Mountain lineage. I hope that everyone can provide their support for the tasks to come,” Shen Luo said from the heart, looking at everyone.

At his words, Zhou Meng and the others all reacted, but they all returned the gesture, clearly feeling somewhat perfunctory.

Shen Luo was aware that they likely hadn't heard of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, so he didn't take it to heart.

“Now that you all know each other, let me tell you about the task,” said He Wenzheng at this moment.

“Please do, Mr. He,” said Shen Luo.

“This task is to have you all head to the Dunyi District, located south-west of the city. There is the largest fireworks workshop in Chang'an there. It houses a large amount of saltpeter gunpowder. If it falls into the wrong hands, it could cause astronomical losses. Therefore, I hope that you all can sneak in and destroy it,” said He Wenzheng slowly.

Upon hearing this, everyone was somewhat dumbstruck. Finally, Zhou Meng managed to blurt out two words:

“That's it?”

All of them were here to perform a task for the first time. They originally thought it would be about gathering strength to fight against ghosts. Who would have thought that the task would turn out to be this?

“Just to destroy the saltpeter gunpowder?” Shen Luo could not help but ask.

(Sorry! This chapter was mistakenly uploaded early. It can't be deleted immediately, but the missing two chapters will be updated tomorrow. It will not affect everyone's reading.)