Workaround

My time was running short. 

My visit to the sect grounds turned out to be pretty fruitful. From settling a deal with the auction hall, through dealing with the logistic office all the way to establishing a supply line to Mia, I used up every last second of my stay to grow. 

And now was the time for the last even. The last matter to settle before leaving for the camp. 

'I need to get stronger,' I thought. 

Ultimately, this was the very reason why I did everything that I did. 

In itself, strength was only a means for me to secure a happy future with Mia. And for that purpose, I was willing to do anything.

But the time of schemes and shady deals was now over. In the end, I still had to take care of my own measly cultivation. 

"Welcome, young master," yet another receptionist greeted me when I crossed the doors to the auction hall. "How may I be of service?"