The Death Note.

Whoever discovers their dead bodies first will notice the paper with his name that he placed on the first set of disciples he killed.

It's only been 5 hours since he was reincarnated in the game world, and more than ten people have died at his hands. Fortunately, he has also ascended to another level, and he has two poisons left, which will suffice for now if he faces anyone stronger.

He is outside the small building but still inside the sect, which covers an area larger than eight streets in the real world. When he was a player, the divine alchemist sect did great things, and the sect became the only NPC sect to enter the top 50 of the divine sect ranking.

'Fighting those disciples was exhausting because my cultivation was at the first level; even now that it has increased, I still need to increase it or stabilize it at the second level.'

"If I cultivate using the standard meditation method and a middle grade Spirit Stone and a qi absorption pill, how long will it take me to reach the next level?"

[Calculating time based on mastery...]

[Time calculation based on qi purity and density...]

[Calculating time based on available resources...]

[The calculation is complete. Time to the next level: 288 hours.]

'I knew it would take a long time. I wish that evil Lu Mong hadn't crippled my meridian and caused me to fall three levels; I'll make him pay once I'm done with this divine alchemist sect, but for the time being, I need to improve my cultivation. But where should I go now to avoid being noticed?'

He looked around; he was not familiar with this area of the sect; he was only familiar with the main building, where the sect's young miss Weija was. She's now dead, and he's not sure if the sect has discovered her whereabouts.

MoShen looked around, then his intuition told him to go to one of the places his eyes pointed out. Unknowingly, he is on his way to the Essence pool for female inner court disciples who have paid a large sum of money to enter in order to gain strength.

MoShen is now outside the building, facing a new direction decorated with cherry blossom trees, their pink flowers reflecting the sun light in a colorful manner, the scent from it was pleasant to the nose.

The area is protected by a fence made of durable materials that are difficult to penetrate with normal strength; only cultivators of higher levels/realms can easily destroy them.

However, when he arrived after walking cautiously and unnoticedly, he noticed a man bending down and peering through some tiny holes with bright eyes and a smile on his face.

The man isn't a disciple; he's probably a gardener hired by the sect to look after the cherry blossom trees. He wasn't dressed in a disciple's uniform, and he was close to 30 years old.

"Uninvitedly peering at someone is a sin, you know."

In a dissatisfied tone, MoShen instructed. He's hoping it's a disciple so he can finish him off all at once and complete one of the quest objectives.

Vroom!

When the young man heard a voice, he took off like a lunatic, unable to wait even a second because of the embarrassment and pain he would face if he was caught.

'Tsk. Fortunately, I marked that face; I've seen him before, and we're not on bad terms.'

He has seen that face, he could say he is familiar with it, aside from their status being nearly identical, the dude is a gardener, he is a servant.

"Did you hear what I heard?"

"Nope, what's it."

"It sounds like someone running away."

"Ugh, you're just overwhelmed by the purity of the qi essence here; no one will ever have the courage to enter this place."

"All right, if you say so."

When MoShen heard this, he couldn't help but be grateful that no one had discovered him; his presence here will go unnoticed unless someone comes closer.

[If master cultivate in this location, it will take 216 hours to advance to the next level.]

'Uh, I don't have that much time; please remind me in 24 hours, I need to stabilize my foundation because I just broke through to the another stage.'

With the cherry blossom tree covering the area, MoShen devised a strategy to hide and cultivate without being noticed.

He quickly found a spot, which will take some time and effort to get to because it is open and busy with girls coming in and out of the qi essence pool area.

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The sect patriarch, a middle-aged man with long black hair and a goatee, was frowning outside his window in one of the sect's buildings in the areas where the higher-ups and the sect masters stayed. Zhou Yun is his name.

"That young man MoShen is causing trouble for our sect; I hope he dies so that no one can tarnish the name of the sect my ancestors have worked so hard to establish."

Zhou Yun thought.

"Shun Taiyi, go tell the prison wardens to persecute that servant right away, and on your way there, tell Weija to come see me immediately."

Zhou Yun addressed the soldier standing outside his room.

"Yes sir!"

The soldier then left, his first destination being the special building where Weija was staying.

"Young Mistress!"

He called out, received no response, and then called out again.

"Miss Weija!"

Still, no one responded, so he reasoned that she was cultivating and probably experiencing enlightenment at the time. So he cautiously opened the door.

When he opened it, however, there was no one inside.

'Where has the young miss gone?' He questioned himself. On his way out, he glanced at the door, thinking she was with her friends as usual, but what he didn't realize was that she was lying cold inside the dungeon, in the cell the criminal had locked.

"Should I go to her friend's room, she might be there right now." Shun Taiyi thought to himself, then began walking to one of Weija's friends' building, but when he arrived.

He witnessed a bloody massacre that occurred a long time ago; the bodies are still lying weakly on the floor, one of them had his head severed, a few died without any wounds, and some died as a result of sword strikes.

"Wait, what happened?" Shun Taiyi was taken aback when he noticed a paper near one of the bodies and quickly went to pick it up; what he saw left his mouth wide open.

"MoShen." he was shocked to see that name.

'The dungeon.'

Shun Taiyi ran as fast as he could toward the dungeon, stunning the disciples who saw him.

He arrived at the dungeon quickly and saw no guards or prison wardens.

He took a lamp and lit it with flames he conjured up himself, then ran to the cell with it as a light.

When he arrived, he discovered Weija and the prison wardens dead on the ground, as well as a note.

He hurriedly opened the cell gate and ran inside; he checked Weija's pulse and discovered she was dead, as was the prison wardens.

"MoShen!"

Shun Taiyi screamed the name in trembling tones. his eyes wide opened.