Chapter 34: The Lost Golden Core
【Collect Items (Expand to view specific content)】
Feng Shi clicked the small red characters inside the brackets.
【Items:
Purple Gold Furnace (Click for details)
Mermaid’s Heart (Obtained)
Immortal Herbs: Huaihuan Herb, Shexian Herb, Maiwang (Click for details)
Lost Golden Core (Click for details)】
The first few, Feng Shi could still understand.
But what the hell was that last one, “Lost Golden Core”?
“Can this thing even be found?” Feng Shi asked.
Shouldn’t it be that once it’s shattered, it’s shattered and gone?
Qingqing: 【It’s like this, Host Big Shot. Because the worldview is different, the settings of this world are also quite special.
Although the protagonist Shen Songhe’s Golden Core was destroyed, his Golden Core did not completely shatter. Instead, it transformed into a spirit and remained in the mortal world. That is why it can be retrieved. The original novel’s setting is just like this~】
Feng Shi rubbed his chin and pondered. “That means the Golden Core has now become a spirit body. I have to find it and throw it into the furnace to refine it?”
【That is correct.】
“Wouldn’t that be too cruel?”
After all, once it becomes a spirit body, it means it has its own consciousness. That Golden Core would have to be stupid to be willing to go back and be someone’s Golden Core again.
【The mission is just like this. If the mission is not completed, the one who dies will be the Host~】
Feng Shi let out a deep breath. “Fine.”
At worst, he would be faster when the time came, letting the other party suffer less torture.
He just hoped this Golden Core was still just an ordinary spirit body.
“Are there no hints for the main mission? What if I hadn’t triggered this mission just now? Would I not have gotten the Mermaid’s Heart?”
Thinking of this, Feng Shi was a little angry.
This System wasn’t professional enough!
【The Main Mission also needs to be activated. The Host has already activated it~ Besides obtaining them through dungeons, the Host can also choose to purchase items through the mall, so there is no need to worry about not collecting all the items~】
Feng Shi was speechless: Being a pay-to-win player? He wasn’t worthy!
“Will there be hints later then?”
【Of course~ When necessary, the System will help~】
Feng Shi replied, “Good.” He then ended the topic.
The flying boat traveled through the azure sky, taking not much time to return to the Chongshan Sect.
Feng Shi took the white dumpling back to Yihe Peak first. Passing by Shen Songhe’s residence on the way, seeing the courtyard full of fallen leaves from the giant tree looking like it hadn’t been swept for a long time, he thought he could help sweep it when he had time to farm favorability.
Then he brought the person back to his own residence.
From a distance, he saw a large patch of lush green, looking full of vitality.
Before Feng Shi even reached his door, his face had already bloomed with a smile.
When he got closer, he was even happier.
Those spirit medicines and herbs that were just seedlings before he left had now mostly grown to the length of a finger. The momentum was very good; some were even ready to be harvested.
It was just a pity that Feng Shi didn’t have any aged spirit medicines in hand. Most of these fresh ones wouldn’t sell for a good price.
But as long as they could sell for money, and were grown from free seeds, Feng Shi was already very satisfied.
The few spirit beasts guarding the herb garden had all eaten until they were white and chubby in just these two days. Seeing Feng Shi return, the spirit beasts all chattered and surrounded him.
However, Feng Shi currently only had his spirit medicines in his eyes, rubbing his hands like a fly with his eyes glowing.
These were his, Feng Shi’s medicines! Not the outer sect’s; no one could control them!
He put down the white dumpling he was holding and was about to go forward to pick the herbs that were grown enough to dry.
Then he was kicked hard on his pert butt by the white dumpling from behind.
“What for?!” Feng Shi stumbled.
“Mission.” Shen Songhe was concise. Seeing his silly look, he didn’t even want to give him a direct glance.
Feng Shi patted his butt, said “Oh,” and had to curb his thoughts first, pushing the white dumpling into the house. “Then you stay here by yourself first; I’ll be back after I go there.”
Shen Songhe entered the room, climbed onto a chair, and poured himself a cup of tea. Before he could drink, a mournful wolf howl came from the doorway.
Shen Songhe turned his head.
He saw a dog standing straight at the door.
Yes, standing on two hind legs, with one front leg human-like holding the door frame.
Hei Mang’s face was full of resentment as he barked wildly: “Wang Wang Wang!”
Where did you go! How the fck did you turn into a human yourself! You didn’t even wait for me! Why!*
Shen Songhe drank his tea calmly and replied, “Because you can’t get it up.” (TN: “You are impotent/unable.”)
Even he, someone who lost his Golden Core, had re-transformed. This stupid dog still hadn’t transformed; if not impotent/incompetent, what was it?
Hei Mang hated people saying he “couldn’t” the most in his life. Angry, he rolled up his sleeves (if he had them) to beat him up, then was struck by a cracking whip from Boss Rat, making him tuck his tail.
Ratty: “Squeak squeak squeak! Work time!”
Hei Mang was teary-eyed, unwilling to go, but was carried away by several spirit beasts.
Before leaving, he cast several resentful glances at Shen Songhe.
Shen Songhe finished a cup of tea, then got up and went out, finding Hei Mang who was digging weeds strenuously under Ratty’s surveillance.
“You should leave tonight,” Shen Songhe said straight to the point.
Hei Mang stopped the digging motion in his hands, looked at the short meatball in front of him, and asked fiercely, “Why!”
Shen Songhe’s gaze was cold. “If you want to continue being enslaved, I won’t stop you.”
Hei Mang was choked into speechlessness.
He had come out this trip, and didn’t know how things were at home. Being able to leave was good too.
It was just a pity that the purpose of this trip wasn’t achieved.
Shen Songhe looked at Hei Mang’s mud-stained paws, lowered his eyes, took two high-grade magical artifacts from his space ring, and threw them over. “Don’t come again.”
Hei Mang stared at the two magical artifacts with round eyes.
If he were in human form now, his face would probably be red with anxiety.
After looking for a moment, he threw the magical artifacts back and raged, “What kind of person do you take me for!”
Shen Songhe sneered, turned, and left. “Take it or leave it.”
When the person walked far away, Hei Mang dug fiercely at the ground a few times, looking fierce. After digging, he stared at the two magical artifacts emitting rich spiritual energy on the ground again and again.
Finally, he wiped his paws clean on the tree and carefully balled the two magical artifacts into his embrace.
On the other side, as soon as Feng Shi returned, he went to the Duty Hall to register, then was led to see the Sect Leader.
Presumably, Shen Songhe had greeted them in advance. This time, Feng Shi wasn’t publicly executed but was taken directly to Qiu Changzhou’s residence.
When he saw Qiu Changzhou, the other party was guiding disciples in sword practice.
An ordinary tree branch in his hand was comparable to a heavy sword tempered a thousand times, striking with pressing momentum. With a vacuous wave, it cut a huge rock not far away in half at the waist.
This skill made even Feng Shi want to blow rainbow farts (flattery).
“Sect Leader, Little Junior Brother Feng Shi is here.”
The Senior Sister who brought Feng Shi stepped forward to report.
Qiu Changzhou’s intimidating gaze instantly swept over toward Feng Shi.
Even from a distance, Feng Shi heard the other party’s cold snort. “Tell him to roll over here.”
Feng Shi didn’t wait for someone to come call him; he rolled over swiftly and directly.
Kneeling on the ground, Feng Shi held the scroll containing Yan Cheng with both hands. “Sect Leader, Yan Cheng has been captured back.”
Originally, Chongshan Sect disciples didn’t need to kneel when seeing the Sect Leader, but Feng Shi read the room. Knowing Qiu Changzhou disliked him, naturally, he had to be a bit ingratiating.
Seeing this, Qiu Changzhou’s face didn’t show much ripple. Instead, the disciples around him looked down on Feng Shi with dog-eyes (snobbishness), faces full of disdain.
Qiu Changzhou took the scroll, opened it to look, and indeed saw Yan Cheng trapped inside, struggling frantically in the cloth.
Without looking much, Qiu Changzhou put it away, his sharp gaze falling on Feng Shi again.
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