Mortal Cultivation: I have a proficiency panel

Chapter 33 Purple Spirit
Wang Jue was not that surprised at Han Li's success in forming a golden core, nor did he go to congratulate him. After all, he was now a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he didn't care that much about cultivators in the Jindan stage.

Next, Wang Jue used the thousand-year-old golden thunder bamboo to refine the Qingzhu Peak Cloud Sword in his cave. It was quite funny to say that he had reached the Nascent Soul stage but did not even have his own magic weapon. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he fought with other cultivators?

It was very easy for Wang Jue to refine the Qingzhu Peak Cloud Sword. With his current cultivation level and superb refining skills, he completed the refining of eighty-one Qingzhu Peak Cloud Swords in less than two months.

Although according to the description in the Qingyuan Sword Art, the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword is a set of flying sword magic weapons with wood attribute, and twelve wood attribute flying swords constitute a set. In theory, it is feasible to refine a set of thirty-six or seventy-two swords, but Wang Jue still refined eighty-one swords according to his own wishes.

This Qingzhu Peak Cloud Sword can accumulate and release divine thunder to ward off evil spirits. Not only is it extremely powerful, but its grade can also be upgraded by adding various precious materials later. It is especially effective in dealing with evil things.

After Wang Jue recognized the Qingzhufeng Cloud Sword he had refined as its master, he tried to control it and found that there was no obstruction and it was very smooth. He could perform various moves completely according to his wishes, so he took out the tenth to twelfth levels of the Qingyuan Sword Art and began to practice.

Wang Jue has already mastered the Qingyuan sword light and the protective sword shield of the Qingyuan sword technique, as well as the sword shadow spectrometry. Now he can practice the Dagen sword formation and the Nascent Soul chapter of the Lingmu Changsheng Gong, but not the Shenhua chapter. He still has to go out and try his luck to see if he can encounter any good Shenhua exercises.

Just as Wang Jue continued to improve his proficiency, he received a message from Miaoyin Sect, saying that a batch of their important goods was robbed during transportation to the auction, and even the sect leader and his companions were killed. Now the only high-ranking officials left in Miaoyin Sect were the sect leader's daughter and two left and right eunuchs.

As for the several guest elders that Miaoyin Sect had spent a lot of money to win over, none of them offered to help. Now the sect master's daughter Zi Ling was anxiously waiting outside Wang Jue's cave.

Wang Jue had a complicated expression holding the sound transmission talisman. He did not expect that the development of things would remain the same as the original timeline, except that now that Han Li had the Golden Thunder Bamboo, it would be impossible for him to join the Miaoyin Sect.

However, Wang Jue did not feel that strange about the current situation of Miaoyin Sect. After all, it would be easy to suffer backlash if he tried to win over high-level cultivators with just the charm.

As the magic circle of the cave opened, a woman in purple palace dress walked in. She was tall and slender with a graceful figure, but there was a faint purple aura covering her face, so her true appearance could not be seen clearly.

Wang Jue was still sitting in his usual pavilion sipping tea. He was somewhat surprised when he saw Zi Ling, but he was not obsessed with her, nor did he use his spiritual sense to investigate her appearance.

Zi Ling bowed respectfully to Wang Jue, and then said: "Junior Zi Ling greets Elder Wang!"

Wang Jue looked at Zi Ling and said, "This should be the first time we meet. I already know about the matter of Sect Master Wang and his Taoist partner. Please accept my condolences."

Zi Ling's eyes flashed with sadness when she heard this, but she knew that she came here with a mission, so she went straight to the point and said, "Senior Zi Ling, please do me justice!"

Wang Jue knew what Zi Ling was thinking when he heard what she said, but he and Zi Ling had no friendship, so why did he come forward? Miaoyin Sect was facing disintegration, especially the two envoys wanted to seize the position of the Sect Master, so they paid a huge price to win over other guest elders. Zi Ling obviously saw that Wang Jue was indifferent to fame and wealth, and never interfered in the internal affairs of Miaoyin Sect, so she thought Wang Jue was a very good candidate to win over, but she had the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo before, so why did she let Wang Jue take action now?

Wang Jue said calmly: "Xiao Ziling, although I sympathize with your situation, you also know that I was willing to become a guest elder of Miaoyin Sect just for our own benefit. You, Miaoyin Sect, have earned a lot of spirit stones under my name over the years. Your so-called justice has no value to me."

Zi Ling's face turned pale when she heard that, but she also understood what Wang Jue meant. Although she was not very old, she had seen a lot over the years with her parents. She also understood that the interests of cultivators were more direct than those of ordinary people.

Zi Ling thought for a moment and said, "Among the treasures that were robbed this time, there was also half a piece of Heavenly Thunder Bamboo. If you can catch the robber that day, all the goods will be handed over to you for disposal."

Wang Jue's mouth curled up when he heard this. He said, "Although I am indeed short of cultivation resources, your goods are of average value in my eyes. As for the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo, I no longer need it. If that's all you want to say today, you can go back. I'm very busy."

When Zi Ling heard what Wang Jue said, she knew that Wang Jue was not joking with her. If Wang Jue did not have some relationship with Miaoyin Sect, she would not even have the chance to meet Wang Jue. However, she really had no choice now, not only for revenge, but also to maintain Miaoyin Sect's foundation for thousands of years.

Zi Ling clenched her fists, as if she had made an important decision in her heart, so she said with a firm look in her eyes: "If you execute all the monks who killed my parents that day, I will marry you as your wife and concubine! Miaoyin Sect will also follow your lead."

"Pfft~"

When Wang Jue heard Zi Ling's words, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of tea. He didn't expect that this little girl had such a strange way of thinking. He had already planned to ignore the affairs of Miaoyin Sect, but now Zi Ling actually did this.

However, Wang Jue noticed that tears welled up in Zi Ling's eyes when she said these words. It seemed that Zi Ling was indeed forced into a desperate situation, and now Wang Jue had become her life-saving straw. Wang Jue didn't know what this woman had experienced, but he didn't say anything harsh.

Although Zi Ling is not very old and has only reached the Foundation Establishment stage, her beauty has long been recognized by countless cultivators in the Chaos Star Sea. It can be said that she has long been ranked first on the so-called beauty list. She is also one of the most famous female characters in the mortal world. It is impossible for Wang Jue not to be moved.

But Wang Jue is not the kind of person who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman. What he thinks about first is his own gains and losses. However, he is also willing to consider the conditions mentioned by Zi Ling. Now that Wang Jue has broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, coupled with various powerful means, he still has strong combat power in the Chaos Star Sea.

Moreover, Wang Jue felt that he also needed to support a force to collect information and cultivation resources for himself. If he relied on himself to obtain them every time, it would be very laborious. Moreover, as a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, he was still refining elixirs and other resources below the Core Formation stage in exchange for spirit stones, which would feel very embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)