NOVEL NEXT Chapter 247: 247- Mystery Merchant.
A full day had passed since he refilled the artificial spirit pond, yet Elder Joshua was still searching for clues as to why the genuine spirit pond had dried up.
Meanwhile, Fang Yuan sat in his office, buried beneath a mountain of documents.
He skimmed through the pile for several minutes before a yawn escaped him. Boredom quickly set in.
"System," he muttered.
[System Status]
Host: Fang Yuan
Realm: Initial Hollow Spirit Realm
Root: Heavenly Root
Hidden Physique: None
Martial Techniques:
– Swift Step Footwork (Low-grade Black)
– Golden Shell Armor (Mid-grade Earth)
– Tyrant's Light Sword (Low-grade Black)
System Points: 100,400
Faith Points: 59,000
[Faith System – Heavenly Mandate Scripture] (Saint Rank)
– Current Rank: 2 / 9
– Faith Exp Needed for Level 3: 1,000,000
– Current Faith Exp: 10 / 100,000
Unlocked Abilities:
– Authority Domain (Passive) – Foes within a hundred meters will be instantly identified and locked under your cultivation aura.
[Fang Clan]
Head: Fang Yuan
Vassal: Lin Clan
Clan Faith in Their Head: 99%
Daily Generation: 10,000 Faith Exp, 10,000 Faith Points
Exceptional Believers (Faith > 99):
Lin Zhaoyue – 2,000 Faith Exp, 10,000 Faith Points daily
Fang Lian – 2,000 Faith Exp, 10,000 Faith Points daily
Du Juan – 500 Faith Exp, 1,000 Faith Points daily
Fang Chen – 500 Faith Exp, 1,000 Faith Points daily
Fang Jingyi – 500 Faith Exp, 1,000 Faith Points daily
Just then, a soft fragrance preceded the arrival of a jade-like beauty.
Fang Jingyi entered his office with that familiar, self-satisfied grin tugging at her lips.
Before she could speak, Fang Yuan cut her off with a helpless, "Aunt!"
She chuckled, eyes glinting. "Oh? What does my little brother want this time?"
Fang Yuan exhaled, steeling himself. "Aunt, I need you to look at this prescription. Tell me if you can refine it."
She accepted the slip, her grin fading as her brows furrowed. "Clan Head… this isn't a pill, it's a crime against humanity. The taste will be vile, the stench alone enough to choke even a cultivator. Who in their right mind would swallow this?"
"The effects are immediate," Fang Yuan countered firmly. "That's all that matters. I need this pill. Please, Aunt, do it for your nephew."
Her lips curved again, softer this time. "Aww… if you put it that cutely, how could I refuse? I'll give it my best."
With a mischievous smile, she turned and walked out, recipe in hand.
After Aunt Jingyi left, Fang Yuan's gaze returned to the golden system screen.
With a thought, he swiped through the pages until the weaponry tab unfolded before him.
His sword had shattered in the last battle so he needed a brand new replacement.
A cultivator must never walk the world without a blade at his side.
The golden screen flickered, unveiling rows of weapon categories.
Swords. Bows. Spears. …Scythes.
"Scythes?" Fang Yuan muttered aloud.
[Host, Do you wish to become the Grimreaper?]
He rolled his eyes and dismissed the system's comment, sliding straight into the sword section.
There, a dazzling array of Heaven-grade blades appeared, so exquisite that his mouth nearly watered.
But before he could choose, a flashing prompt popped up:
Space Slicer
Grade: Saint [7]
Description: Forged with the essence of space and the Dao of Void by the legendary Pill God Shan Yifeng.
Offer Price: 100,500 system points only!
Original Price: 10,000,000 system points/-
Fang Yuan's throat tightened as he gulped.
A heartbeat later, he wanted to scream. The damned system was clearly trolling him!
Why?
First, because every other weapon in the list required faith points, not system points.
Second, because his current balance sat at an exact 100,400 system points, barely a hair's breadth short of the offer.
Fang Yuan scoffed and flicked the offer away with a swipe, returning to the sword page.
Rows of blades shimmered across the golden screen, each tagged as Heaven Grade (3).
Their prices stretched from 50,000 Faith Points to 100,000 Faith Points.
"Surely the costlier the item, the better it should be… right?" he muttered, eyes narrowing as they lingered on a particularly dazzling sword priced at 98,000 Faith Points.
Fang Yuan eyed the price and muttered, "I've already got 59,000 Faith Points. If I save up for two more days, I can afford this sword."
After all, his daily gain now reached nearly 33,000 Faith Points.
Satisfied, he leaned back, then frowned. Something felt off. He stared at the golden screen again, scrolling back through the menus.
His eyes narrowed. "Wait… my Faith System level's already risen to Level 2?"
He tapped the panel. "Is there no reward for reaching Level 2?"
The system replied:
[ Your ability range has been upgraded from one metre to a hundred metres.]
"I know that already…" Fang Yuan rubbed his temple.
"You know, I'd appreciate maybe… one hundred System Points. I won't ask for anything more."
His mutter turned into a silent prayer. At least one hundred…
The system stayed quiet for an entire minute. Fang Yuan's heartbeat quickened.
Then finally, a new message appeared:
[ Your reward for reaching level 2 in Heavenly Mandate Scripture is as follows:]
– 2x Hollow Spirit Pills
– 10x Body Refinement Pills (Heaven Grade)
– 99 System Points
Bringing your total System Point to a total of 100,499. You're just one short away from obtaining Space Slicer. You can do it host!]
"Oi, you—!",Fang Yuan gritted his teeth, then forced himself to calm down.
He asked slowly shifting his focus, "System, what's with that Heaven Grade label after the body refinement pills?"
[ Oh… host, you didn't know? Pills have their own grades and rankings.]
"I know that much," Fang Yuan muttered. "But I've never heard of Heaven Grade pills."
[Pills at Qi Transformation and below are called Mortal Pills.
Pills up to Nascent Soul are Earth Pills.
Hollow Spirit Pills and Void Severing Pills fall under Heaven Grade.]
Fang Yuan's eyes widened. His breath caught in his throat.
"You mean… those body refinement pills are in the same grade as a Hollow Spirit Pill?!"
Just then, Felicia's voice came from beyond the door, tempering Fang Yuan's excitement at once.
Knock, knock!
"Clan Head, a merchant by the name of Cheng Bo requests an audience."