C228 Deacon Gift
C228 Deacon Gift
Thirty days. Within the spacetime cage, a full ninety days had passed.
The increase in time, as well as the unbelievable method of directly consuming spirit stones, caused Chu Yan's realm to advance by leaps and bounds.
On the day of the mission's conclusion, the spirit energy in Chu Yan's body had already accumulated to an astonishing extent, and he faintly felt that he had signs of a breakthrough.
"Just a few more days." Chu Yan calculated the date. Today was the seventh of January. After he finished submitting his mission, there were still thirteen days left. Spirit Apostle Ranking Competition would begin.
Chu Yan cleaned up the dust in the hut and prepared to leave.
However, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a middle-aged man with a full beard standing outside the door.
When he appeared in front of the hut without Chu Yan noticing, Chu Yan was already very surprised.
At this moment, this middle-aged man gave off an imposing aura that was as tall as a mountain, making it difficult for even Chu Yan to breathe.
Seeing that the other party was dressed differently from the ordinary disciples, Chu Yan's eyes flashed, and he cupped his hands: "Disciple Chu Yan greets the administrator."
His words were a probe, but at the same time, it was a way to divert the opponent's attention and weaken their pressure.
Sure enough, once he said those words, Chu Yan immediately felt the surrounding pressure lighten, the needle-like sensation on his back had also dissipated by more than half.
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded his head as he walked into the house. He walked around the house, occasionally wiping his fingers on the table and the windowsill. Then, he moved closer to take a look.
The other party's actions were unfathomable, as if they were inspecting some sort of hygiene. Chu Yan found it unfathomable, and felt that the other party was like a chief eunuch in charge of cleaning the palace.
It was just that eunuchs did not have such a thick beard.
Thinking about it, Chu Yan couldn't help but want to laugh.
The middle-aged man seemed to be aware of Chu Yan's movements, he glared at him for a moment, then turned and walked towards the backyard, and at the same time said: "Follow me."
Just now, the other party did not refute the fact that Chu Yan called him by that name.
Since he was an elder of a sect, Chu Yan didn't refute him and followed him to the backyard.
The deacon did not even bother looking at the strange fishes in the pond, and went straight to the book that was recording his daily life, directly flipping to the very end, and started reading it carefully. From time to time, he would even raise his eyes to sweep through Chu Yan.
Chu Yan currently had his hands behind his back, as he stood by the side respectfully.
At this time, if he still couldn't figure out the identity of this deacon, then he would be a fool.
This deacon was obviously the "miser" who issued this mission.
It was just that Chu Yan was curious as to why the other party was here at this time. In the past, he had never heard that a deacon was coming to check on the progress of a disciple's mission.
At this moment, the deacon opened his mouth: "One of the records was broken twice. What happened?"
Chu Yan had used his Small Non-Phase Point Star Finger for the first time that day, but he did not expect that he had exhausted so much of his vital energy and blood. He had fainted for a full two days inside the time and space cage, so he was unable to record all of the records for that day twice.
Now that he had been questioned, Chu Yan replied honestly: "Disciple met with an error in my cultivation that day, so my blood loss was too great, resulting in me being unconscious for half a day, thus I was unable to record it in time."
"Then do you know, because of your mistake, this mission can be deemed as a failure, which means you won't get the mission reward, and for a new disciple like you, Sect Contribution Point is extremely important? Do you know?" the deacon snapped, trying to make the consequences serious.
Chu Yan could not help but twitch his mouth, and thought: "Those two Sect Contribution Point s you mentioned were way less than what I have. If I were to tell you, that new disciple in your sect already has over thirty contribution points, would you even say such words?"
Even though he was secretly cursing in his heart, Chu Yan's face did not show the slightest hint of emotion, and was instead neither humble nor haughty: "Disciple's mission has deviated from its normal course of action, so being punished is only right. Thank you for your reminder, deacon."
Seeing that Chu Yan was not scared by himself, a strange look flashed past the deacon's eyes, and immediately said: "Then why didn't you add down the records for these two times. You should know that the records for each day are actually the same, and there's only you here, so if you added it up yourself, no one would know about it."
Hearing this, Chu Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes.
This was the first time he'd heard that a deacon in the sect was urging his disciples to cheat.
Although it was possible, it was against Chu Yan's will.
Now that his expression had straightened, Chu Yan said: "Even though no one will know, but this disciple has walked the immortal path, and strives to have a clear mind and forge ahead bravely. If I do not observe, then I will record this down, which is against this disciple's true nature, and from then on, I will not be able to resist thinking back to this moment day and night, and leave demon in my heart.
These words came from Chu Yan's heart, his eyes burning with a clear conscience.
The deacon looked at Chu Yan for a long time, as if he was trying to discern whether his words were true or false. In the end, he nodded: "Alright."
"If there is nothing else from the deacon, then this disciple will return to complete the task." Chu Yan didn't know why this deacon was talking so much, so he decided to ignore whether or not he had succeeded in this mission and hand it over first.
At this moment, the deacon called out to him and threw him an item.
Chu Yan caught it, and realised that it was about the size of his palm, with a pitch black plate, he could not see the texture, it was heavy in his hands, it was warm, and there were some curved lines drawn on the surface.
Seeming to have seen the doubt in Chu Yan's eyes, the deacon replied: "I know that the reward for this mission might be a little less, so consider this my compensation."
As the deacon said this, he pointed to the black tablet: "That was obtained from a trip I took from a secret plane. What I can tell you is that the tablet is also a map of a secret plane. If you have the luck to enter in the future, with this tablet, you might be able to have a fortuitous encounter."
If the administrator wasn't in front of him right now, Chu Yan would definitely roll his eyes.
What kind of compensation was this? He drew a big cake.
A cultivator might not even encounter a secret realm in his entire life. If you give me this thing, you might as well give me ten spirit stones.
However, the quality of this wooden tablet was indeed rare. Chu Yan planned to keep it after he brought it back and see if it could be used in the future when refining.
Thinking about it this way, Chu Yan bowed and said, "Many thanks Honorable Deacon, then this disciple will take his leave first."
Looking at Chu Yan slowly walking away until he disappeared from his sight, the Enforcer's eyes revealed a look of interest: "This kid is truly interesting."
After he finished speaking, he took out a set of Message Talisman s.
If Chu Yan was present, he would definitely discover a familiar pattern on the Message Talisman.