Long Hao’s trip outside, Gu Lingxin’s tricks.

First, he decided to refine some pills with the herbs he now had; he managed to make ten pure qi gathering pills and three pure foundation pills which help a cultivator make a breakthrough into the foundation realm without any drawbacks; he planned to sell them for spirit stones so he can keep buying more herbs and making more pills to sell.

Not only will that give him lot's of respect and connections, but it will also make him rich over a long enough period of time.

He also made two more pills using the spiritual water he had gathered earlier; it was a bloodline pill; it helped someone who was on the limit of upgrading their bloodline to move onto the next rank.

'System, how much for poisonous parasites eggs that I can control?'

[Two hundred and fifty luck points for a total of ten eggs]

'Sure, also show me my current status.'

[ Status:

Name: Gu Lingxin

Race: Human, Devil(Low grade bloodline)

Titles:---

Age: 7

Cultivation:Fourth stage of foundation establishment

Spiritual roots:Medium grade

Cultivation Techniques:Nine-Revolutions of Extreme Yin, Self cultivating technique

Skills:Alchemy Skills(Yin Yang Realm), Blood chasing sword(Uninitiated).

Luck: 2950

Luck points: 1490

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Shop: Currently open

Quests: Kill Long Hao and plunder his luck. ]

He put the parasite eggs into the pills, and now all he needed to do was to buy a suitable container for the pills, and the trap for Long Hao would be set.

'System how much for an empty pill bottle with an ancient aura'

[Five luck points]

'Buy two'

He bought two mainly because he didn't want Long Hao to consume both of the pills at once; he was afraid that if Long Hao swallowed both pills at once, then the parasites in the pills would be cleansed by the bloodline awakening before they could deal any real damage to Long Hao.

Putting both pills into the bottles, now he just needed to wait; he decided to check out all of the alchemy books while he waited for his ghost's feedback.

*****

In a dilapidated house within the servant's quarters stood a bruised and bloodied person; despite all that, he looked thrilled.

Long Hao was cheerful since he had just made a breakthrough into the fourth stage of the body-forging realm. It had only been a year since he had last broken through, and he now broke through again, which was much earlier than he expected; this breakthrough had also come just in time.

Every year, the servants have to undertake a sect mission to prove their worth to the sect; otherwise, they'll be kicked out since they aren't contributing anything and are instead just eating away countless resources.

Compared to outer disciples or inner disciples, it's much different; they can choose their missions and get paid, whereas servants are forced to.

Quickly getting up, Long Hao made his way towards the mission hall and looked through all the tasks; there were only two tasks remaining: ' Clean up the village of Calton and give the dead a proper burial. Optional- Find the murderer of the village' this was a team mission; the second one was to hunt a beast at the sixth stage of body forging realm and hand in its corpse to the sect.

Unable to make his mind up, he kept looking between the missions, and he quickly realized that killing a beast at the sixth stage of the body-forging realm was impossible for him to do, even after his recent breakthrough.

So he decisively chose to take the mission to clean up the village; he didn't think there would be any threats at the village and compared to killing a sixth-stage body-forging realm beast, this was much easier.

Having submitted the request, he just needed to wait for the others who also undertook the quest to gather, which they quickly did.

They made their way towards the village, which was around one hundred kilometres from their sect.

***

It took them two days to finally arrive at the village; what came into their nose was a pungent smell of rot and blood.

Long Hao couldn't withstand such a scene and smell and turned to the side to puke.

While he was puking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and his world went black.

As his consciousness was fading, he barely managed to hear, "Young Master Ye will surely reward us for this; maybe we'll directly become outer sect disciples," and some muffled noise after that.

***

"Hey, what do we do if the sect asks what happened to him?"

"Just say that the killer came back and he sacrificed himself for us, or just say a beast was attracted by the smell of blood and came over and killed him"

"So what should we do to him?"

"Just throw him into the ravine Du Dong. Do I have to spell it out for you? Young master Ye made sure to bribe all the servants to take all of the other missions while leaving only these two; it's a once in a lifetime opportunity for us to soar into the sky, don't worry too much. He's only a fourth stage body forging trash; within two days, everybody will forget someone like him even existed in the sect."

"Are you sure we won't get in trouble?"

"Du Dong, you're truly helpless unless you tell someone else; then nobody will know; young master Ye will also help us cover this up, so there's no need to worry; soon we might even get into the outer court, just throw him off the cliff and be done with it, I'll go and burn the villager's corpses to complete the mission while you do that."

***

Long Hao's eyes fluttered slightly; he could feel his body lying in a viscous liquid; suddenly, the memories before getting knocked out flashed through.

"BASTARDS! They dare to even try to kill me just to curry favour with that bastard." raged Long Hao.

"Where even am I and why am I not dead? Did I survive because I fell in this small lake?"

Suddenly, the water surged towards him, and he could feel his cultivation rising rapidly. Suddenly, his world became distorted; he quickly found himself in front of a mountain that was giving off a majestic pressure.

The mountain shook slightly, and a massive eye slowly opened, staring straight at him as if it was inspecting his very being; he could feel the sweat pouring from every part of his body as his very being trembled just by looking at those cold, indifferent yellow eyes, an instinctive urge to prostrate himself came from the depth of his very bloodline.

Eventually, he found himself back outside, and he couldn't help but marvel at his body's condition; he felt an overwhelming amount of power within him, and at the same time, he felt some sort of shackle break.

His cultivation kept rising and rising until it stopped at the peak of the qi condensation realm.

He felt thrilled; every day, he worked countless times harder than others only to be overtaken over and over; although it motivated him, it also made him feel helpless as he watched himself be overtaken by countless others.

He hated his weakness, he hated being trampled over and over for the last year just because he saved a woman from being raped by some trash.

That very same trash could also control his fate and kill him just because of his father's position; with this, he renewed his resolve; he wanted to become strong, so strong that nobody could ever decide his fate for him, he decided to trample on all those who had trampled on him in the past. His first target would naturally be the bastard who had made his life hell, Ye Xianya.