Throwing away these messy thoughts, Yan Yue seriously thought about her future path of cultivation.
She had always thought that cultivators who didn't know anything about alchemy, talisman, and tool arrays wouldn't be able to go far on their path of cultivation. Even if you had a good family background, could it be that they could accompany you for the rest of your life on the path of cultivation?
Besides, as a cultivator, you should be prepared to face difficulties and setbacks alone at any time. Wouldn't the ability that truly belonged to you always accompany you?
Learning alchemy, talisman, and tool arrays was also a direct source of wealth.
Otherwise, if you just absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth all day long, you wouldn't have much success even if you absorbed until you died.
Without medicinal pills to replenish spiritual energy, without good weapons, without talismans?
With formations in hand, even an ordinary person might be able to pinch you to death.
Therefore, it could be seen that alchemy, talisman, and tool arrays were very important aids to cultivators.
Yan Yue thought that she originally had five spiritual roots, so her improvement was slow.
She also didn't have any family background, but she had to learn alchemy, talisman, and tool arrays.
Compared to being a secretary, she preferred to be an expert, so it was impossible for her to dabble in all four of these fields. It was better for her to be proficient in one field. She was still too weak, and her appetite was too big. Sooner or later, she would die from overeating.
Learning alchemy required a lot of medicinal herbs, and the higher the grade of the medicinal herbs, the more expensive the medicinal herbs. She didn't even have that kind of capital right now. Moreover, she felt that she wouldn't need too many medicinal pills. If she ate too many medicinal pills, her body would definitely accumulate a lot of toxins, and the spiritual energy she absorbed would decrease. Although her level seemed to be rising quickly, there were too many negative effects, and she didn't want that.
Moreover, she now had a subordinate who could refine pills. Letting him refine some truly useful medicinal pills for her own use or to sell them was also a way out!
Therefore, Yan Yue immediately rejected the idea of learning alchemy.
Refining tools, on the other hand, consumed a lot of materials. Yan Yue thought that she couldn't run around all day just to refine tools!
Cultivators still mainly focused on cultivation, and ordinary magic tools were sold in shops. It took time and effort to refine, and to refine high-grade spirit tools was even more costly.
Yan Yue was also a woman from earth, so she couldn't help but think of those people on earth who burned fires, forged iron, and practiced knives and tools. They were all rough, tall, and bare-chested. When she thought of a girl holding a hammer and hammering there, she felt somewhat conflicted in her heart.
In the end, Yan Yue decided to specialize in talismans.
And formations.
This was because the two were interconnected. It was just like learning English grammar after memorizing English words.
And learning these two most tested a cultivator's spiritual force. After the incident with Lê Phong and the hoodlums, Yan Yue had some confidence that she might have a stronger spiritual force than ordinary cultivators.
Moreover, the materials used for these two were not as hard to find as those for refining tools and pills. Ordinary leather, demonic beast skin, demonic beast blood, vine juice, and demonic beast hair were much easier to find for Yan Yue than those materials for refining tools and pills. After all, she had come into contact with those materials the most.
But talismans?
Talismans and formations also had two big problems that hindered most people's desire to learn. One was a strong spiritual force, and the other was a very low success rate.
Otherwise, why would all cultivators come to learn talismans?
If they had formations, who would still want to learn refining tools and pills!
Therefore, there were always good and bad things in everything, and there were gains and losses. In this world, there was always an unspoken rule that maintained its balance.
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"Tuantuan, come!"
Yan Yue waved her hand and put the Tuantuan into the contracted pet space. She took Morin with her and returned the Jade Tablet to the manager. The two people and the pet set off towards the Mercenary Building.
When she came last month, Yan Yue only had a rough understanding of the Mercenary Building's method of handing over missions and didn't look at it in detail.
This time, after carefully looking around, she discovered that there were actually many ways to do it.
The missions here were divided into several types. For example, the missions posted in the square were mostly ordinary missions. Generally, after a mission was posted, it could be completed by cultivators within a month.
Only the missions posted underground were considered high level missions. They couldn't be completed by relying on one's ability alone, but also depended on one's luck.
Of course, Yan Yue was going to accept the mission in the plaza, so she didn't know the rules of the underground mission.
She just carefully looked through the missions posted in the square. These missions were divided into single-person missions, multi-person missions, limited-time missions, limited-time missions, limited-time missions, limited-time missions, limited-time missions, and so on. Of course, the explanations were very complicated, but Yan Yue used modern terms to define them in her heart.
Single-player missions were mostly single-player missions with low requirements.
For example, a Spirit Beast, a Demonic Beast's Demonic Core, a certain herb, a certain plant, or a certain pill, talisman, weapon, array, and so on. Of course, there were also some more bizarre missions, such as searching for a person, asking for a certain person's personal belongings, and so on.
This kind of mission could generally be completed by a team or a single cultivator. Therefore, the individuals who accepted this kind of mission had to go through the procedures at the management office. They had to complete the mission within a specified period of time or within the time required by the person who issued the mission.
Once the quest was accepted, the words on the pillar would fade, indicating that it had been accepted by someone else. When the person who accepted the quest completed it, the words on the pillar would completely disappear, becoming a blank pillar. Then, the quest could be issued again.
If the successor died or didn't complete the mission when the time limit was up, the text on the pillar would light up again, waiting for a new person to accept it.
In order to prevent the person who issued the mission from disappearing, causing the person who accepted the mission to not be able to receive the mission reward, or accepting the mission but not completing it, wasting the time of the person who issued the mission, everyone who issued the mission and accepted the mission had to apply for a mercenary identity certificate. Violators would be hunted down by the mercenary union.
Multi-person missions were similar. Generally, the things required by the person who issued the mission were more complicated or the quantity was larger. It was difficult for a single person or a single group to complete the mission, so it could be completed by several groups of people.
In order to prevent several groups of people from accepting the same mission, multi-person missions were divided into individual accepted and unaccepted labels.
Yan Yue thought that although the management and control measures here were not as high-tech as those on Earth, it was still not bad. Overall, it still protected the interests of most people.
After looking at it, Yan Yue planned to accept a mission to collect all kinds of 4-level demonic nuclei for a limited time and the mission to collect mud ox demonic nuclei issued by the mercenary hall.
Morin also planned to accept a mission to collect some medicinal herbs for a single person. After the two chose, they followed the service staff to the management desk.
Sitting at the management desk was a mature uncle. He was lying comfortably on a reclining chair, holding a teacup in his right hand and a jade slip in his left hand. His legs were slanted on the table, and on the right side of the table, a round teacup base was lying quietly.
The clothes he was wearing were also nondescript. His hair was messy and not tied up at all. It was like he hadn't bathed for a few months.
Some of the staff next to him seemed to be used to this. He glanced at Yan Yue and Morin from the corner of his eye and said, "How many?"
"Two."
"Oh, a two-person team. Do you want to issue a mission or accept a mission?"
"Accept."
"Give me your number!"
"Four seven, three six eight, two four four zero."
"Then you should understand the rules here, right?"
"En."
Hearing this, he couldn't help but look up and down at Yan Yue strangely. Fine!
Another iceberg and enigma, even colder than the one who left just now. She didn't even give him a surprised look when she saw him. If he remembered correctly, this seemed to be the first time they saw him!
Sigh, has my image become a matter of course?
He didn't know whether to rejoice or lament.
He waved his left hand and four Jade Tablets appeared in the air. His left hand tapped lightly and a string of information was entered into the Jade Tablet.
Then, the Jade Tablets flew towards Yan Yue and Morin. Yan Yue reached out and caught two Jade Tablets. She slid her finger and dripped a drop of blood on each of the tablets. Then, she waved her hand and threw one of the Jade Tablets into her storage bag. The other one flew towards the uncle. Morin did the same. The uncle waved his hand again and the two Jade Tablets were put away by him.
"These are your identity Jade Tablets. They will be erased after completing the mission. Alright, let's go. Go and come back early."
Yan Yue didn't wait for him to finish speaking and left with Morin when he was halfway through. Before Morin left, he looked back at the uncle and mourned for him in his heart. Rest in peace!
The uncle sat there and the corner of his mouth twitched for a moment. He said, "Sigh!
The children these days don't know how to respect their elders. "
After walking out of the Mercenary Center, Yan Yue and Morin walked towards the town's entrance. When the Mercenary Center was out of sight, Yan Yue let out a sigh of relief. She looked back at the direction of the Mercenary Center and couldn't help but think, What kind of expert could suppress her to the point of being unable to breathe? This wasn't just an expert in terms of strength, but also an expert in terms of realm.
Moreover, it wasn't just one or two, but a group.
This Mercenary Center really couldn't be underestimated. However, looking at the people going in and out, nothing happened. Could it be that she was too sensitive?
Looking back, Yan Yue couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that she was just too weak!
A few hundred meters in front of the town, a group of five people attracted the attention of the cultivators passing by. However, no one stopped to watch the show. Faced with the cursing and scolding of a shrew, no one wanted to cause trouble for themselves. Those who passed by just perked up their ears and went around from afar.
"Alright!
Ying, have you caused enough trouble?
Do you still think that you haven't lost enough face? "
Yogeno looked at this junior sister of his whom he had doted on since she was young and couldn't help but frown deeply. Since when did that obedient and sensible junior sister of his disappear and become this unruly and willful young miss who was as arrogant and overbearing as a shrew?
"Senior Brother, even you are bullying me with him. Alright!
Alright!
You guys go, go, I don't need you guys to protect me. "After saying that, the little girl's eyes reddened again, but tears didn't fall from her eyes.
Without the shrew image from before, she indeed looked delicate and pitiful.
Seeing Zhou Ying like this, Yogeno's anger dissipated a little.
He sighed in his heart. Ying was still young, perhaps she really was insensible!
Perhaps one day, that obedient and sensible Junior Sister who had always followed behind him and called him Senior Brother, Senior Brother, might really come back. Perhaps … …