Donglin County was located in the easternmost part of the Thunderfire Dynasty. It was one of the counties near the sea.
Because this county was located in the coastal area, it established trade with many overseas spirit cultivator forces. It could obtain a huge amount of precious resources that could not be produced on the mainland. Therefore, Donglin County could be said to be abnormally prosperous.
However, more than half of this prosperity was controlled by the major forces in Donglin County. On the contrary, the Thunderfire Dynasty did not gain much.
This was because there was a top force in Donglin County — the Mountain Sea Sect!
The Mountain Sea Sect, one of the nine great sects in the world!
The Mountain Sea Sect had a deep relationship with overseas spirit cultivators. They controlled almost half of the overseas trade routes. Not only were they strong, but they were also rich!
With this local snake, even the strong Thunderfire Dynasty could not reach in. Therefore, the deterrence of the Thunderfire Dynasty in Donglin County was far inferior to that of the Mountain Sea Sect.
This was also the place where the dynasty and the spirit cultivator sects formed.
Near a small remote city in Donglin County, there was a small mountain called the Yin Wind Ridge.
Because passersby often heard the faint sound of ghostly cries coming from inside, and there were even rumors that there were evil spirits here. Gradually, this place became desolate.
Moreover, this small mountain did not have a spirit vein, and the spirit energy was very thin. No spirit cultivator would come here, so the Yin Wind Ridge became a deserted place.
However, today, two men in black, one tall and one short, came here.
The tall man was a young man in his twenties. At this time, he said, "Junior Brother Leng, this is the Donglin County branch."
"Senior Brother Fan, there are few people here. It is indeed a good place." The short youth added.
These two people were Leng Shiqi and Fan Zhengchu, who had rushed over from the Blood Clothing Pavilion's main pavilion.
Fan Zhengchu was originally a disciple of the Donglin County branch. This time, he went to the main pavilion to run errands, but was directly captured by Wu Xiang to lead the way for Leng Shiqi.
It had been seven or eight days since the two of them set off from the main pavilion. They had been riding on spirit horses all the way until they finally arrived here.
Originally, Leng Shiqi had planned to see the local customs of this world, but in the end, he only ate a nose full of dust.
Fan Zhengchu continued, "There is a maze here. Junior Brother Leng, you must follow me closely later."
Leng Shiqi nodded. "Understood."
After that, Leng Shiqi followed Fan Zheng Chu through many twists and turns, and after two incense sticks worth of time, they entered a huge space.
Leng Shiqi looked around and was shocked to find that he was inside the mountain!
In other words, the Blood Garment Pavilion had hollowed out this small mountain!
The entire space was oval-shaped and had three floors from bottom to top. Each floor had many rooms and halls. There were many people coming and going, but most of them were assassins in black.
They also saw Leng Shiqi and Fan Zhengchu, but most of them just glanced at them and didn't pay much attention.
Some of the more observant people looked at the small pouch on his waist.
Fan Zhengchu said, "Let's go. I'll take you to the Grand Pavilion Leader first."
Gui Jue, the Grand Pavilion Leader of the Blood Garment Pavilion branch in Donglin County, was an old man more than 100 years old. He was once a master in the realm of Oneness of Heaven and Men!
It was said that decades ago, Gui Jue was also one of the nine Nether Blood Garment Assassins of the Blood Garment Pavilion. But later, he was seriously injured in a mission and fell to the realm of Gang Spirit Realm. Since then, he took the initiative to leave the General Pavilion and came to Donglin County to take care of the branch.
"Greetings, Grand Pavilion Leader!" Leng Shiqi and Fan Zhengchu saluted together.
Gui Jue raised his arm and a gentle force helped the two of them up. His voice was very soft but clearly entered their ears. "Fan Zheng Chu, you've worked hard this time. Go and get two more Spirit Transformation Pills."
Fan Zhengchu's face lit up and he left.
Seeing this, Leng Shiqi knew that Gui Jue must have something to say to him.
Gui Jue's eyes stayed on Leng Shiqi for a long time, which made his back numb. After a while, he said, "Wu Xiang has told me your identity."
Leng Shiqi was shocked. He remembered that Wu Xiang had said that his identity was top secret and could not be disclosed to anyone. Why did Wu Xiang tell others?
"Don't be surprised. I participated in the opening of the Secret Realm of the Blood Mist Island."
Gui Jue's words left a thunder in Leng Shiqi's heart again.
He continued, "This is the reason why Wu Xiang sent you to me. Only those who know your secret will protect it.
But I won't take care of you. From tomorrow on, you'll take tasks and get used to the pace of the Blood Garment Pavilion as soon as possible. "
"I understand."
"I've arranged a room for you. Go and have a rest."
"I'll take my leave." Leng Shiqi put away all his thoughts and left.
Returning to his own stone room, Leng Shiqi first took a look around. The stone room wasn't big, but it had everything that he needed.
Unfortunately, there was no cultivation room like the main pavilion, so the spirit energy was much weaker.
However, he did not complain. Instead, he sat cross-legged and touched the small bag at his waist with his right hand.
Then, a few dry rations and a bag of water suddenly appeared in his hand.
After all, these things were not taken out from the System Space, but from the small bag!
The small bag was given to him by Wu Xiang before he left. It was a mustard seed bag!
This mustard seed bag had a space the size of a small house, and there were some things stored inside.
For example, spirit stones, pills, daily necessities, and even some gold and silver.
However, the value of these things added together was not as valuable as the mustard seed bag!
From what he knew, the mustard seed bag could be said to be a priceless treasure. Only people with high status were qualified to have it!
Leng Shiqi liked the mustard seed bag very much. This way, some ordinary things could be stored in it.
The truly important things were stored in the System Space.
However, he did not dare to use the mustard seed bag in front of others. He still understood the principle that a man's wealth was his own ruin.
Although his cultivation and strength were considered top-notch among his peers, in this world, he was still a weakling who had not reached the Celestial Realm.
The next day, Leng Shiqi came to the central square. This was the place to accept missions, and it was also a place with a lot of people.
There were several large boards erected in the middle of the plaza, displaying a large number of missions according to their difficulty.
Leng Shiqi walked to a board in the corner.
As a black-clothed assassin, he was only qualified to accept one-star and two-star missions.
Leng Shiqi's eyes narrowed slightly as he carefully scanned the missions one by one. The targets of these missions were all below the Celestial Realm.
Most of them were targets of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and a few of the Pure Spirit Realm or ordinary people were people with high status.
Leng Shiqi planned to take a two-star mission to practice, preferably one that was not far away and had high contribution points.
The contribution points of the Bloodcloak Pavilion were called Blood Drops. Blood Drops were very useful. Not only could they be used to exchange for various cultivation resources and information, but they could also be used to buy higher-level stone rooms.
For example, the stone rooms on the second floor had Spirit Gathering Formations, and the Spirit Qi in them far exceeded that of ordinary stone rooms.
In the future, when he was promoted to a Bloodclothed Assassin, he would need as many as 1,000 Blood Drops!
In addition to some gold, silver, and Spirit Stones, the highest reward for a two-star mission was about 50 to 60 Blood Drops.
Therefore, from now on, Leng Shiqi had to start saving up some Blood Drops.
After looking around, Leng Shiqi tore off one of the missions, which immediately attracted the attention of others.