Chapter 6: He Really Looks Like a Dog
Ten days later, the restriction on the cave abode was lifted, and Feng Shi was escorted to the front of the Demon Slaying Tower by the two inner sect disciples who had brought him there.
“The Demon Slaying Tower will open in half an hour. Look out for yourself,” the two disciples said, throwing him onto the ground with gloating smiles on their faces.
Feng Shi staggered two steps to steady himself, then silently rolled his eyes at them.
Of course, for the sake of his precarious total points, he certainly wouldn’t show it.
It was still early morning, yet a number of disciples had already gathered in front of the Demon Slaying Tower.
These disciples were dressed in blue or white disciple uniforms, with identical swords hanging at their waists, chatting and laughing in groups of three or five.
Those who could enter the Demon Slaying Tower were generally inner sect disciples of the Chongshan Sect with decent strength, so every one of them looked high-spirited and vigorous.
Hanging his head, Feng Shi walked over to an inconspicuous corner, then clicked open the panel to check in and spin the lucky draw wheel.
The red needle flew across every option, and after a few spins, it stopped on one of them.
【Congratulations Host, you have drawn two low-grade spirit stones today~】
Feng Shi clicked his tongue in disappointment and resentfully retracted the page.
For these ten days, he had persisted in checking in and drawing prizes every day, yet he hadn’t won a grand prize even once. It was either a few low-grade spirit stones or “Thank you for participating.”
What was even more annoying was that even while lying in the cave, he could constantly receive notifications of negative points!
Currently, Feng Shi’s points were fluctuating around -5000. Although it seemed far from the lower limit, being in debt always made one uneasy. It was better to earn positive points sooner rather than later.
Therefore, Feng Shi wanted to take this opportunity at the Demon Slaying Tower to earn whatever he could. Even if he couldn’t earn points, he absolutely couldn’t afford to have any more deducted.
However, Feng Shi was still too naive. Even though he tried his best to reduce his presence, he was noticed a moment later.
In no time at all, points began to drop with a crackling sound.
Damn, this is too much of a pit!
Feng Shi cursed silently. He looked up and scanned the surroundings, and then, at a glance, he saw Cao Ni standing in the center of the crowd.
Seeing him look over, the other party raised an imperceptible smile and called out to him loudly from a distance: “Junior Brother Feng Shi!”
Feng Shi was no longer considered his junior brother, but this shout indeed attracted the attention of more people.
The voices of the crowd instantly became lively.
Only now could it be seen that Feng Shi’s previous explanations were useless.
Once rumors spread, they would always become unusually unpleasant. After all, people only listened to what they wanted to hear.
Cao Ni called out to him but didn’t come over. Instead, a group of people Feng Shi couldn’t name slowly approached him afterward.
“A servant disciple from the outer sect can also enter the Demon Slaying Tower for training? What good fortune,” the man in the lead mocked, hooking the corners of his lips with his arms crossed over his chest holding a sword.
Feng Shi spat in his heart, but on the surface, he just pursed his lips and lowered his eyes in a submissive manner: “Senior Brother is right…”
If I give this fortune to you, do you want it?!
Feng Shi wasn’t short, but his temperament appeared soft. Coupled with that face, he truly looked like he had no aggression.
The man narrowed his eyes, hiding some of the smile on his face, and scoffed coldly: “Since you are a servant, do what a servant should do.”
“Before entering the tower, wipe my sword clean for me.” As the man spoke, he threw the sword in his hand into Feng Shi’s arms.
This man looked to be of decent strength; the sword he used was not the standard disciple sword provided by the sect.
Ultimately possessing the arrogance of a disciple from a great sect, this disciple didn’t continue to make things difficult for Feng Shi. He left after dropping the sword. However, the group of disciples following him followed suit and threw their swords to Feng Shi one after another.
“Be quick about it. Send them over before entering the tower.”
Feng Shi looked at his points, which had stabilized, and nodded.
He sat down on the spot and began to wipe those swords, which really didn’t need wiping, one by one.
By this time, the disciples entering the Demon Slaying Tower had almost all arrived.
Feng Shi looked carefully and found that Xiao Yuhui had not come this time, and he couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed.
He had intended to farm favorability points from Xiao Yuhui. Now that hope was gone, and since he would be driven to the outer sect afterward, it would be even harder to see him.
Just as Feng Shi was secretly sighing with pity, accompanied by a tinkling sound effect, Qingqing suddenly spoke: 【Detected the appearance of world protagonist Shen Songhe.】
Feng Shi paused his hands and looked up: “Shen Songhe? Why would he come here?”
However, he looked around but didn’t see that dazzling existence.
【Now releasing Side Mission 2: Mission Requirements: 1: Protect the protagonist Shen Songhe in the Demon Slaying Tower and enter the third layer. 2: Pass the first layer of the Demon Slaying Tower by yourself. 3 (Optional): Main Character Cao Ni favorability at least +1.】
【Originally, the Host was to be sent directly to the third layer, but according to the mission content, the System has made reasonable adjustments~ This is training for the Host, please treat it seriously.】
Great, I have to work hard to send myself up there.
Feng Shi raised an eyebrow, staring at the crowd, and asked, “Where is the person?”
【There will be a system prompt when the Host meets the protagonist~】
Feng Shi gave a hum of acknowledgment.
Fortunately, it wasn’t an additional price this time.
After wiping the swords, Feng Shi returned them half a quarter of an hour before the Demon Slaying Tower opened. He received quite a bit of mockery along the way, with people saying he really looked like a dog.
Feng Shi listened with indifference, silently weaving through the crowd to look for Shen Songhe.
Qingqing said this was a plot point not explicitly stated in the original world.
Shen Songhe lost his Golden Core when he was young, and his cultivation could not improve, but he had never given up on cultivation.
Pure mental cultivation methods were definitely not enough; more than that, actual combat experience was needed. So, all these years, Shen Songhe had been wearing a disguise and cultivating with other disciples.
Sect Leader Qiu Changzhou knew about this and tacitly permitted it.
Although Shen Songhe had lost his Golden Core, he had a Senior Brother who spoiled him limitlessly. He had plenty of protective magical artifacts. The reason the original host succeeded in drugging him before was that he took advantage of his identity as Shen Songhe’s personal disciple, which left Shen Songhe without defense.
Feng Shi felt that Shen Songhe actually didn’t need protection; the one who needed protection should be him.
【Ding dong, System has detected the protagonist is nearby~】
Following that was another pleasant sound effect, signifying the protagonist’s shining debut.
The corners of Feng Shi’s mouth twitched, and he stopped his steps.
The position he was staying in now was considered a corner, with few people.
Feng Shi examined these few people and quickly locked onto a thin and weak disciple.
【Protagonist detected.】
Feng Shi raised an eyebrow; he had indeed guessed correctly.
The other disciples all had smiles on their faces, except for this one.
The “Shen Songhe” before him was born very plain. There were faint freckles on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes were small—truly too inconspicuous of an existence.
Feng Shi smiled and walked over.
The people around them had begun to form groups and teams. Cao Ni and the eldest disciples of other peaks were popular targets.
At first glance, it seemed only Feng Shi and Shen Songhe were left alone.
“This Senior Brother, can we team up together? I… am alone… My name is Feng Shi, and you?” Feng Shi struck up a conversation skillfully, showing a bit of pitifulness on his face.
Shen Songhe glanced at him upon hearing this, then quickly withdrew his gaze with no expression.
Just when Feng Shi thought there was hope and was preparing his next sentence, Shen Songhe suddenly lifted his foot to bypass him, walking toward a small group not far away.
“No need.”
Feng Shi: “…”
“Senior Brother! Wait for me, Senior Brother!” Feng Shi reacted and chased after him shamelessly.
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