Martial Immortality: Starting with the Spirit Beast Scroll

Chapter 333: Chapter 321: Setting Out

Zhao Lin’s heart pounded in his chest. To have cultivated four types of Magic to the mastery level in his second year in the sect—if word got out, it would cause a massive stir.

Mastering a single Magic spell usually took years of hard work, let alone four. Even cultivators who had been practicing for twenty or thirty years might not possess such an accomplishment.

Unfortunately, for his own safety, he couldn’t let this matter be known.

Of course, for now he only possessed the ability of mastery-level Magic; he still needed to practice to ensure his physical movements and Divine Sense were perfectly coordinated.

The next morning, Zhao Lin went to a training room in the Spirit Dao Institute and secretly practiced the two offensive Magic skills: Ice Blade Skill and Flame Stream Arrow.

In the afternoon, he returned to his residence to practice Qi Observation Skill and Rock Armor Skill, two non-destructive Magic skills.

In less than three days, he had completely mastered all four Magic skills.

Once Magic reached the mastery level, not only did its power increase dramatically, but its casting speed was also twice as fast as the Minor Achievement Level, giving him a greater advantage in seizing the initiative during a fight.

The offensive Magic took only a quarter of a breath to cast, while the Rock Armor Skill could be deployed in an eighth of a breath, making it nearly instantaneous.

Having trained his Magic to this level, Zhao Lin felt he was ready to go out and undertake missions.

"Elder Nie, this disciple wishes to undertake sect missions to earn contribution points and Spirit Stones to aid my cultivation."

After the morning lesson that day, Zhao Lin went to Elder Nie’s meditation chamber and stated his purpose directly.

The Dao Supervisor was responsible for overseeing the disciples’ cultivation, and matters such as leaving the county were also under his jurisdiction.

Elder Nie’s brows shot up upon hearing this, his tone somewhat stern. "Go out on missions? Are you not aware that Spirit Dao Institute disciples cannot leave the county before reaching the Middle Stage of Qi Refining?"

Zhao Lin lowered his head. "Elder, that rule is to protect the disciples of the Spirit Dao Institute."

"But as you know, I am a Martial Cultivator. Although my cultivation is only at the Qi Refining Third Layer, my actual combat ability is no less than that of a disciple at the Middle Stage of Qi Refining. I can protect myself."

Elder Nie frowned and said nothing.

"My aptitude is mediocre, and I am already thirty-two years old this year. If I cannot accumulate enough resources within a few years, I’m afraid I will have no hope of reaching Foundation Establishment in this lifetime."

Zhao Lin laid out the facts and reasoned with him, his tone exceptionally sincere.

Upon hearing this, Elder Nie’s expression softened slightly. He asked, "What mission have you accepted?"

Zhao Lin knew Elder Nie was relenting. He quickly took out the Body Stone and presented it. "Elder, please look. It’s a gold-level mission."

Elder Nie took it and swept it with his Divine Sense, murmuring, "To the Yinfeng Realm..."

Zhao Lin quickly said, "It’s an open mission. There are many fellow disciples in the minor world who can look out for each other, so safety shouldn’t be an issue."

Elder Nie was silent for a moment before sighing softly. "I understand your difficulties, so I will not stop you. But you must be careful."

"Although it is a gold-level mission, which normally shouldn’t be life-threatening, nothing in this world is absolute. People have even died on blue-level missions."

Zhao Lin stood and bowed. "Thank you, Elder! And please rest assured, I will definitely return in one piece."

Elder Nie waved his hand. "Do you have any Spirit Stones? Before entering the Yinfeng Realm, buy a Hongyan Talisman and keep it on you. If you don’t have any, I can lend you some."

Zhao Lin said gratefully, "I have a few hundred Spirit Stones. I will buy all the necessary items."

Elder Nie knew without even thinking that Zhao Lin must have used his contribution points. He said no more, took out a Token, and instructed, "Leave early and return early. Don’t delay your cultivation. Show this to the guards when you leave the county."

"Yes!"

Zhao Lin bowed again and backed out of the meditation chamber.

...

The Yinfeng Realm was several thousand miles from Han Chi County, a journey that required a Spiritual Vessel.

After making numerous inquiries, Zhao Lin had already planned his route: first, he would take the county’s Spiritual Vessel to Shangyuan Immortal Market in the Western Ox Continent.

From there, he would transfer to the market’s Spiritual Vessel and travel to Qiuyang County, the county closest to the Yinfeng Realm.

Once in Qiuyang County, only a few hundred miles remained. Even if he couldn’t find a Spiritual Vessel, he could reach his destination on foot within a day.

Since his first stop was a market, Zhao Lin decided to buy the things he needed there.

Spirit Stones were inconvenient to carry, and most transactions outside the county were conducted with Spirit Coins. So, Zhao Lin went to the county treasury and exchanged five hundred Spirit Stones for five thousand Spirit Coins.

One Spirit Stone could be exchanged for ten Yuan Spirit Coins. Since the highest denomination was a one-hundred Yuan coin, his five hundred Spirit Stones converted to only a small bag of coins.

Back at his residence, Zhao Lin roasted twenty pounds of Spirit Rice to preserve it for the long term. Combined with his Fasting Pills, he wouldn’t have to worry about going hungry even if he stayed in the Yinfeng Realm for two or three months.

The night before his departure, Zhao Lin lay in bed, tossing and turning.

He took out the jade slip and repeatedly reviewed the information about the Yinfeng Realm, committing the important details to memory.

It was his first time going out on a mission, so he couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

’I’ve spent so much money on this mission. I hope everything goes smoothly and I can gather plenty of yin-attribute Spirit Grass. I don’t need to make a profit, but at least I hope I don’t lose too much...’

Early the next morning, Zhao Lin arrived outside the county and stood waiting at the dock where the Spiritual Vessel was moored.

Han Chi County had regular Spiritual Vessels traveling to and from the outside world. About every ten days, a Spiritual Vessel was arranged to go to Shangyuan Immortal Market.

Zhao Lin had already made arrangements with the cultivator operating the Spiritual Vessel to travel with them.

After waiting for about half an hour, a Spiritual Vessel slowly emerged from within the county, flying to a stop before the dock.

"Junior Brother Zhao, come on up."

The cultivator piloting the Spiritual Vessel leaned out and waved at Zhao Lin.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Cheng."

Zhao Lin expressed his thanks, boarded the Spiritual Vessel, and handed Senior Brother Cheng two Spirit Stones.

The Spiritual Vessel was on official business, and hitching a ride required a small travel fee.

"Hold on tight."

Senior Brother Cheng shouted, piloting the Spiritual Vessel as it rapidly ascended and flew off in the direction of the Western Ox Continent.

Besides Zhao Lin, there were four other cultivators on the Spiritual Vessel. The cabin was piled high with boxes and locked pouches, clearly cargo being transported.

With nothing else to do, Zhao Lin struck up a conversation with the four of them.

Through their conversation, he learned that Han Chi County had a shop in Shangyuan Immortal Market that specialized in selling pills, Spirit Tea, and Spiritual Honey produced in the county.

The Spiritual Vessel’s purpose on this trip was to transport goods, and the four cultivators were all staff from the shop.

’Why not use a Qiankun Bag for all this cargo?’

’Qiankun Bags are valuable and rare, but surely a county this large could get its hands on at least one, right?’

When Zhao Lin voiced this question, the elderly cultivator leading the group chuckled and explained the reason.

It turned out that it wasn’t that the county couldn’t obtain a Qiankun Bag, but that they weren’t very useful for this purpose.

Qiankun Bags were made from the hide of a Meng Kong Beast. The internal space could not possibly exceed the size of the beast itself, and there was even some loss during the refining process.

A top-grade Qiankun Bag could at most hold a few large sacks’ worth of items.

The kind of Qiankun Bag that could casually swallow an entire ship existed only in legends.

"By the way, young friend, what are you going to Shangyuan Immortal Market for?" the elderly cultivator asked after answering Zhao Lin’s question.

Zhao Lin didn’t hide anything, truthfully explaining that he was on his way to a mission.

The other cultivators all looked astonished.

"Incredible! A Spirit Dao Institute disciple going out on a mission in just his second year."

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